Chapter 773
War Overlord Agrelius
[In September of the Extraordinary Calendar 15674, the anomaly of the Will of Hell was discovered by the Will of the Abyss.]
He gazed upon the crimson realm that should have been his equal, filled with an aura of savagery and destruction, now displaying a weak and chaotic rhythm, its primordial essence leaking out rapidly along unseen, hidden connections like a burst dam.
This sent a chilling, bone-chilling shock through the core of the Abyss's will: What's going on with the Will of Hell?
How could that age-old adversary have been so easily shattered and weakened in such a short time?
[Those were wounds that could not have been left by an ordinary fight; it was more like a large chunk had been brutally ripped out from the very foundation of the rules!]
What chilled the Abyss even more was the state of the Star Demon God. The figure that was shrouded in ominous starlight and locked in a fierce battle with the Heart Demon God just a moment ago had instantly returned to its full strength, even becoming stronger.
That sense of perfect perfection cannot be faked.
[But shouldn't He be here holding back the inner demon, creating an opportunity for hell to invade?]
[Isn't the vast and unfathomable consciousness of the Spirit Realm also locked in a tense standoff with the mysterious entity behind the Red Heart Society on the distant dimensional frontier, leaving it no time to attend to anything else?]
Excluding these, what remains of the Red Heart Society on the surface are merely a few newly promoted True Gods of Rules, and a handful of others who have not yet achieved transcendence.
[Given the depth and power of Hell's will, even if it suffered a setback, how could it have ended up in such a sorry state?]
The will of the abyss raced through its thoughts; it did not simply attribute the collapse of the will of hell to its incompetence.
On the contrary, precisely because He had fought and been entangled with this old adversary for countless eons, He knew better than anyone the terrifying power possessed by the will of Hell.
Since even such a being has experienced a near-fundamental upheaval, it can only mean one thing.
[The Red Heart Society has revealed another terrifying trump card that no one anticipated, one that could turn the tide of the battle.]
This realization caused a fleeting wave of impatience and anger to rise within the Abyss's will, a consciousness composed of pure malice and chaos.
This is never going to end!
[The Red Heart Society, an ant-like organization that only managed to climb onto the chessboard by sheer chance in the eyes of these ancient beings, how is it that its foundation and hidden strengths are like a bottomless abyss, inexhaustible and boundless?]
Every time they thought they had cornered the enemy and calculated all the variables, a new and more unexpected force would always emerge from the shadows, disrupting the entire plan.
This feeling of being unable to control or predict is like a persistent, stagnant infection, making even the deepest abyss feel suffocating.
Who could stand this?
[In the year 16328 of the Extraordinary Calendar, a year that should have been ordinary and unremarkable in the history of all realms, Zhou Mo, the Star God of the Crimson Heart Society, advanced to the second tier.]
Zhou Mo's promotion seemed to have triggered some mysterious switch that concerned the fate of the Red Heart Society as a whole, or perhaps the new path he explored had lit a beacon in the fog for his companions.
[The gods of the Red Heart Society, those figures who were originally groping their way forward in the deep sea of rules, seemed to have suddenly grasped the crucial comfort points and resonance points within their own rule networks.]
The accumulated insights and strength over a long period of time triggered a chain reaction of breakthroughs.
Thus, a miraculous wave of collective advancement swept through the Red Heart Society. The power of each True God increased at a visible rate, their domains of rules constantly expanding, strengthening, and merging.
The overall divine power of the Red Heart Society has entered an unprecedented period of dramatic expansion, drawing attention from all realms. The ripples of its power are even beginning to subtly interfere with the fundamental laws governing the operation of some weaker worlds in the surrounding area.
[Based on this powerful foundation, a bolder and more far-reaching experiment quietly unfolds under your guidance.]
[You carefully distributed the portion of Hell's power that you painstakingly plundered from the collapsing will of Hell during that earth-shattering battle of the past.]
[And the one who received this heavy gift was Agris, the venerable elder of the Red Heart Society, renowned for his perseverance and spirit of sacrifice.]
Without the slightest hesitation, he carried this power from the opposing supreme being, following the direction you indicated, and ventured deep into the most secret Star Abyss, protected by layers of spatial folds and dimensional barriers, where the Red Heart Society's headquarters was located.
There, under the watchful eyes of countless pairs of people—some expectant, some solemn, some incredulous—Agrius slowly merged the source of the hellish authority, shimmering with a dark red glow, with his own divine core of rules, imbued with an indomitable will.
Then, at some mysterious critical point, one sacrifices all one's essence, energy, spirit, and will, along with the most devout desire for transcendence, guiding it towards the supreme, all-encompassing rule in the unseen realm.
In an instant, an aura of majesty, indescribable in words, descended.
The space deep within the Star Abyss lost its meaning; time seemed to freeze.
Only that cold and absolute sense of supreme existence, transcending all realms, gods, and wills, filled every inch of space.
A torrent of rules, indescribable in color and form, descended, gently washing over Agrelius and the hellish authority in his hand.
The original, unruly source of authority, marked by hellish influence, was submissively stripped of its old imprints before this supreme power, transforming into the purest power of rules, and completely merging with Agrelius's soul, body, and divine essence.
A beam of light, more dazzling than the birth of a star and more profound than the annihilation of a black hole, shot forth from Agrelius, piercing the Abyss and illuminating endless dimensions.
He succeeded!
The seemingly insurmountable barrier between top-tier rule-based true gods and transcendent beings was abruptly shattered by the impact of this Great World Origin Authority, obtained through a process of plunder, sacrifice, and recognition.
A new transcendent being is born within the Red Heart Society.
[Dominate War!]
[It has arrived!]
[Its path did not come from the will of the Great World, nor from the means of clandestine sacrifice, but rather from the Red Heart Society's own acquisition and sacrifice.]
Agrelius's success quickly stirred the emotions of all the gods in the universe.
He proclaimed a startling truth to all the heavens and myriad realms, to all ancient beings trapped at the level of supreme true gods, and even to every member of the Red Heart Society itself.
[The path to the supreme, transcendent realm is not solely a dead end—passively waiting for the favor of the great world's will or signing a harsh contract!] (End of Chapter)