Chapter 779
Give the Abyss a Slap in the Face
The transcendent beings nurtured by the Spirit Realm and the Abyss, respectively, were born to stand in opposition to the Red Heart Society.
At least for now, that's the case.
However, the Demon Hunter God born from the Abyss this time is subtly different from the Lord of Death, who is also newly ascended but harbors a deep-seated hatred for the Crimson Heart Society.
There was no deep-seated hatred between Him and the gods of the Red Heart Society.
[In fact, throughout the long past, He had several interactions with the Heart Demon God and the Star Demon God that, while not exactly intimate, were at least peaceful and even occasionally cooperative, and their relationship could be considered quite good.]
[But these few valid points, before the absolute command of the greater good of the faction and the will of the abyss, are as fragile as a cicada's wing, and are torn apart in an instant.]
Therefore, when He forcibly broke through the limits under the infusion of the Abyss's essence, the Abyss's will had already shown its expectations of Him.
Intercept Aglios at all costs!
[Considering that the Heart Demon God is too unpredictable and treacherous, with insidious methods and far-reaching schemes, even the Will of the Abyss dares not assert that the Demon Hunter God can successfully intercept him.]
[If the interception fails, or even if this newly ascended transcendent being suffers the same fate as some unfortunate demon gods, and is found by the inner demon god to be completely annihilated.]
[Then the Abyss will not only deplete a vast amount of primordial power to give birth to a transcendent being, but will also needlessly lose a crucial newly ascended ruler. That would truly be a double loss, damaging both face and strength.]
Therefore, intercepting the relatively upright battle master Agrus became the most appropriate and safest testing ground for the Demon Hunter.
The Demon Hunter's figure emerged from the boiling sea of blood in the abyss, traversing endless void and precisely positioned itself before Agrus, who was about to rush to the aid of the Heart Demon God.
[Two newly ascended transcendents: one represents the purest ultimate in combat and the absolute belief in victory, while the other embodies the ancient wisdom of the hunt and the thorough preparation for the final victory.]
The instant their gazes collided in the void, the surrounding rules spontaneously twisted and boiled, making way for this sudden, dominant battle.
Without a word, the battle erupted in the next instant.
This is the most direct, violent, and dangerous clash between the masters of battle and the masters of the hunt.
[Aglaus's eyes burned with a fierce white flame of battle; memories and insights from multiple timelines surged within his soul, transforming into combat skills honed to perfection through countless trials.]
His attacks were like the first rays of light at the dawn of the universe, possessing a penetrating power capable of tearing apart all illusions. Every punch and kick resonated with the laws of battle, as if the entire void had become His arena.
[And the Demon Hunter, this ancient being who rose from endless slaughter and hunting, is the embodiment of the art of hunting itself.]
His figure flickered between reality and illusion, like the most patient and skilled hunter, not in a hurry to launch a direct attack, but using the unpredictable powers bestowed by the abyss to weave a net that could trap anyone.
Every dodge he made was exquisitely precise, every counterattack ruthless and cunning, targeting the subtle gaps in Agris's power flow and the instant when old power was exhausted and new power had not yet arisen.
His hunting domain silently expanded, imperceptibly weakening his opponent's senses and amplifying the sense of danger that arose between each attack.
The void was torn apart and then mended by their power; a dazzling yet deadly storm of divine power spread wildly outward from them, stirring up energy tides across billions of miles.
[Aglaus's long howl shook the cosmos, the whispers of the demon hunter eroded the soul.]
For a moment, fists and claws clashed, divine laws and authority clashed, resulting in a truly evenly matched and stalemate.
[Aglaus, with his trans-temporal experience and combat talent, held a slight advantage, his offensive like a surging galaxy.] [However, the Demon Hunter, relying on his almost instinctive hunting skills accumulated over countless years and the resilience bestowed upon him by the abyss, steadily and surely defended himself, leaving no opening, while constantly seeking that fleeting opportunity for a fatal blow.]
This battle between transcendent beings has been a period of intense attrition and stalemate from the very beginning, with each side intertwined with the other.
The balance of victory swayed violently at the slightest detail; any oversight could lead to the collapse of divine authority.
Just as Agrus was successfully intercepted by the Demon Hunter and engaged in fierce combat, the pressure on the Abyss's Will eased somewhat.
Although Agrus was unable to directly join the battle, the absence of a Transcendent to provide support and restraint meant the Abyss's Will could concentrate all its power on the Heart Demon God alone.
Even after the Abyss's Will relaxed, it still split off a small portion of its power to search for the location of the Red Heart Society's headquarters.
The intentions of the Abyss's will are very clear.
Since directly destroying the Heart Demon God is difficult to achieve for the time being, then we should strike at its heart and destroy the foundation of the Red Heart Society from the root.
[If the headquarters is destroyed, the source of faith is severed, and the material basis disappears, the power of the Red Heart Society's gods will be severely damaged, and may even trigger a chain reaction of collapse.]
However, things are different now.
How could the schemes of the Abyss's will possibly escape the notice of the Demon God, who had been entangled with Him across countless timelines and possessed an intimate understanding of His thought processes?
How could this be concealed from the Chixin Society, who were strategizing and overseeing the entire situation from behind the scenes?
The tragedies of the previous timelines stemmed from a lack of absolute power and inadequate defense.
Now, after years of development and accumulation, the Red Heart Society is no longer the same as it was before.
While their strength may not be enough to directly overwhelm the Abyss, they have sufficient means to defend their core and deal with such divisive and sneak attacks.
Therefore, whenever the malevolent tentacles of the Abyss's Will quietly split open, attempting to break free from the constraints of the main battlefield and probe towards the deeply hidden coordinates in the depths of the void, an extremely pure and refined divine power always descends from the heavens.
[Bearing the mighty power of heaven, like a whip of judgment, yet also like a protective barrier, it lashed fiercely at that fragmented force.]
This divine power does not simply neutralize, but rather possesses an absolute repulsive and rebounding property.
Each collision unleashed a burst of blazing white light, purifying the filth, accompanied by a silent roar that trembled the void.
[Smack!]
An invisible, deafening roar echoed through the realm of rules.
Those tendrils of the abyss were either directly pulverized and annihilated into nothingness.
[Or they were violently shaken and forced back, like venomous snakes branded with a hot iron, hissing as they retreated to the vicinity of the abyss's will.]
[Every move you make is perfectly timed and precise, never wasting a single ounce of power, yet you always manage to nip the Abyss's probing attacks in the bud, forcing it to reclaim its scattered strength.]
This time, you will use your own power to protect everything in the Red Heart Society! (End of Chapter)