Chapter 1498 - 955: Return to the First Layer (Part 2)

Chapter 1498: Chapter 955: Return to the First Layer (Part 2)

"In such a short time, your name has already begun to spread on the Blood Battle Battlefield. Truly, you are worthy of the title of the Savior."

Judgement Mist looked at Kana, with a smile in his voice.

Hearing the other’s praise, Kana just smiled softly.

"Looking at you, it seems you’re not planning to do anything on this layer of the Blood Battle Battlefield. So you’re just here to watch?"

This situation is more than normal on the Blood Battle Battlefield—how can one tread into the Star Realm without witnessing this place?

Of course, since you’re here to watch, you must be ready to be swept into war at any moment. After all, this is the largest battlefield of the Blood Battle Battlefield.

Against the demons of chaos.

Though most chaos demons act out of self-interest, there are also plenty of true madmen among them.

They don’t care if you’re friend or foe; all they care about is if you’re within reach of their blade.

"Boom!"

A massive explosion erupted on the horizon; even at such a distance, the shockwave had already reached here.

The clamorous blast, a gigantic mushroom cloud surged skyward, so striking even on this Blood Battle Battlefield.

Again?

This reminded Kana of the moment he first arrived at the Abyss, on this Blood Battle Battlefield.

He saw this same scene back then.

Unexpectedly, upon returning this time, he saw it again.

What does this mean?

Is this the overture welcoming him each time he enters the Abyss?

"Again."

Even Judgement Mist, usually slightly stern, felt helpless, an agitated tone in his voice.

"The Magic Bullet Demon, right?"

Kana asked.

He remembered that name. When he first came here, it was also this kind of mushroom booming.

People around him were discussing this demon, though he didn’t delve into the details afterward.

But since he was here to watch this time, a more detailed understanding of the modern battlefield was required, so he inquired.

Judgement Mist nodded.

"Magic Bullet Demon—Antelak, a deity of a power level equal to yours, except his chaos rule is the roar of sacrifice.

"He remains the most famous, most nauseating presence on this entire battlefield, even medium divine power deities feel disgusted looking at him."

If weak divine power can make medium divine power feel sick, that is truly remarkable.

After a brief explanation, Judgement Mist waved his hand, and some information poured out, received by Kana—far easier than words for communication.

In the information provided, details about the Magic Bullet Demon were outlined.

A weak divine power chaos god, an evil god of the Abyss.

Moreover, he was a naturally born deity—for unknown reasons, he seems unable to grasp more rules, appearing as an embodiment of the rules themselves.

Abyssal evil gods, or these chaos gods, cannot be governed by common sense.

They possess the most fundamental nature, which is the chaos of the Abyss.

Thus, it is difficult to determine whether this chaos evil god was a deity who couldn’t resist the erosion of rules, becoming a puppet, or if he was chaos rules incarnate becoming a deity.

Outwardly, they may seem the same, but in essence, they are entirely different.

Most deities believe the latter is more likely.

For deities have attempted to deal with him permanently or seal him.

However, they couldn’t.

For his rules are absolute—even if you trap him, he can sacrifice himself and self-detonate.

The most dramatic instance, according to records, was six hundred years ago.

Three deities planned and the rules they commanded all had sealing effects.

He was contained, a permanent solution intended—to seal him for millions of years, let him be quiet for a while.

But alas, the trap was solid, yet the opponent outright sacrificed his whole body to self-detonate.

At that moment, the entire Abyss witnessed the largest mushroom cloud in history.

The three affected deities, one with medium divine power, two with weak divine powers, faced varying degrees of injury.

Though it wasn’t too grave, the trio of deities was stronger, yet they still got played.

But they reached a definitive conclusion.

Sealing was meaningless.

Even when sealed, the rule dwells within his body, and he at any time can sacrifice himself.

The sacrificial target, still himself.

To initiate self-detonation.

Then, being on the Abyss Blood Battle Battlefield, the power of his self-detonation was sure to create a gap.

This gap was sufficient for the Abyss to claim his soul, take it away, and after a while, he would return.

The detonation was powerful, unexpected, and they couldn’t handle him for the moment.

His worst result after temporarily exiting, likewise, takes a deity of the same level temporarily off stage.

A better outcome could take out a swath.

"Shall we go watch the battle?"

Judgement Mist suddenly asked.

Kana nodded; he indeed had the same intention.

White mist engulfed them both, and then, the two disappeared into the white mist.

And along the distant battlefield edge, where white mist emerged, the two reappeared from within.

An intriguing spatial shift.

Kana couldn’t help but feel it.

He also possessed rules regarding space, providing him a finer understanding of these aspects.

In this white mist, he felt no traversing of space; it was, in essence, the mist itself transcending space.

Encased within the mist, acknowledged as part of it, they were brought along.

Thus, it was the mist that underwent a space crossing, while they were merely carried within, drawing no spatial strain upon themselves.

Indeed gods, each with unique skills, unintentionally revealing their strength.

By now, both stood at the edge of the battlefield, upon a steep precipice atop which they stood.

This precipice was not vast, as if a peak had been sheared to this form.

Yet the precipice was high and far-reaching.

Standing atop it, they could see into the distance.

Upon arrival, Kana sensed they weren’t alone—sure enough, on both sides, there were spectators.

Three of them around Level Fifteen legends stood at the bottom, on the apex’s side, not claiming the highest spot, showing respect.

Beside them, at the same height, were two gods, though their visages weren’t apparent, only discernible through divine power waves emitted.

They seemed to also be order gods.

Rules seemed of healing, another a bit peculiar, likely craftsman-related rules.

Judgement Mist seemed unsurprised by such a situation, scarcely glancing, eyes directed toward the battlefield.

This was the Abyss Blood Battle Battlefield, thus, everywhere was a battlefield, and where Judgement Mist brought him was naturally the spot of the recent Magic Bullet Demon mushroom explosion.

The giant mushroom cloud had yet to disperse, the destructive aura it filled with magic power was still palpably felt.

The area was devastated, yet one could see a massive magic barrier surrounding the order faction’s formation.

Emitting a blue glow, covered in cracks, but indeed withstanding the residual force from Magic Bullet’s self-detonation, drifted across from afar.

At the center, the battlefield was utter chaos, a meat grinder.

A dense wave of slaughter stretching to the horizon.

In sight, a boiling sea of death.

The demonic tide surged violently, hitting the Order Alliance Army’s dike like a vile flood.

Here, war maintained the essence of most Blood Battle Battlefields.

The order faction took a defensive stance, while the demon faction attacked, as the Blood Battle Battlefield’s pattern was established long ago.

Only before the Blood Battle Battlefield existed did the order faction attack, while the demons also attacked—those were the bloodiest times.

Now the order faction must defend the battlefield.

As the original largest battlefield, it must never fall, it had to maintain the state of blood battle.