Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 165
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Chapter 165
“Aiya aiya, This is really… really tragic…” Sui Xiong lied down in the boiling water that had sulphuric steam while he groaned in pain .
To be seated up by the entire orc God system was definitely not a happy experience . Even though he was quick to respond and well prepared, he had to take a few punches before he managed to flee .
The direction that he fled was a bottomless Abyss .
The Abyss was located in the “negative” ring of the world, which was a very dangerous and messy region . There were countless creepy spirits that gestated and various inexplicable things that could happen . The experts here were crowded but there was no order, not even a demi-god or even God-like level experts who might die obscurely by the road side in a remote corner of nowhere .
Sui Xiong noticed the pond after he came through to this dimension . At the bottom of the pond, there was something jumping slowly . It was a huge heart, he realized, when he took a closer look . Looking around carefully, he realised that the mountain where the pond was located was actually a huge human corpse . The vital wound of the corpse was on the chest . Although the heart had yet to be torn apart, the weird power had sunken in and wiped out its vigor .
The coordinates were given to him by the God of Justice and claimed them to be “definitely safe . ” From what he saw then, the corpse might have belonged to the king of the Abyss; and the one who killed it was the God of Justice himself .
When Sui Xiong came through to this world his actual form was difficult to describe verbally . If he had to, it could probably be explained by the concept of “parallel world . ” Countless worlds in various sizes paralleled with one another and formed a huge system, collectively known as Thousand Worlds .
In this realm there were four huge worlds that formed a magical ring . The ring of the world was categorised into four dimensions: material, spiritual, positive and negative .
There were multiple layers on material dimensions . For instance, the most commonly seen main dimension was star realm, where a sea of stars twinkled; element realm, heaven, and hell . The holy kingdoms of various gods were built on the material dimension, but the locations were different .
The spiritual dimension was crucial for the communication of each layer and world . For example, the heart realm was known as one of the main connections that linked up the Thousand Worlds . Taking in consideration that the other main connection in River Styx had higher risks, it could said to be the only practical main connection .
The positive dimension referred to order and life of worlds; it was different than heaven, and not anywhere beautiful . On the contrary, it was full of danger and disaster . It was akin to the saying, “Things always reverse themselves after reaching an extreme . ”
The Gods Alliance Meeting’s Pantheon temple was the only reliable safe zone in the positive realm in the ring of the world . Besides that, various gods didn’t quite like stepping foot there .
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The negative realm was the world of chaos and extermination . There wasn’t anything like “things always reverse themselves after reaching an extreme”; it was actually really ferocious and dangerous .
The power of the origins of the world flowed out from the positive realm, passed through the material realm and flowed into the negative realm . Then it flowed out from negative realm, passed through the spiritual realm, and flowed back into the positive realm, forming a huge cycle .
The Abyss was the most important world in the negative realm; or maybe it should be said, of many worlds . It was messily piled up by countless worlds in different sizes . Regardless of material or space, they were in a mess . There were many strong magic monsters that lived within, and they would attack and kill one another . They had the desire to rush to other worlds to cause damage .
The Abyss also had some areas that were comparatively more stable . Every area as such normally went through vigorous competition: the strong one that got to rule it would be known as the King of the Abyss . It was similar to other Gods and commanders in heaven and hell; just that these Kings were mostly the kind that were mentally abnormal, and the way they did things was not reliable . Besides some other crazy ones that were also mentally abnormal, there was no one else willing to mix with them .
Sui Xiong lied down in the pond that was transformed from a King’s corpse and absorbed the heat, that could even melt rocks, to slowly recover his injuries .
He was really severely injured and had to take a good rest .
But the world was not always as one wished . His injuries were only 20 to 30% recovered . He could feel the space in the border of the world shaking, and a bunch of spirits from other worlds dashed in to fight with the locals in the world .
The spirits in Abyss were normally known as devils, magic tribes, or demons; something along those lines . How many tribes were there? No one knew . But there was something that everyone knew: it was that these bastards didn’t practice any “fellowship of the same clan,” let alone “the wicked help the wicked . ” When they met each other, most of them only wanted to kill the other party and eat them, to grow stronger by eating up the other’s power .
Stronger, stronger until they were strongest . Most of the devils thought only of this all day .
What is a monster? Monster meant chaos, from the beginning ’till the very end . Illogical and irrational . There was no way of communication .
In the front row of Pantheon temple, among the four gods from the origins of the world, there was The God of Chaos . It disappeared long ago; for tens of thousand years, no Gods had ever seen Him . Some thought that He had passed, but the invincible might ensure His throne to not shatter; some thought he was in deep sleep and uncertain of when He was going to wake up; even more thought that He had become the King of Devils in the deepest place of the Abyss, the existence of chaos, in essence .
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Most of the devils were not entirely a chaotic existence, but the clarity of their brains was quite limited . Only when they were onto something very important would they maintain basic consciousness, and not to the point where they went crazy .
For example, when they invaded the other worlds within the Abyss .
Sui Xiong noticed that those devils that invaded had many light blue patterns on the surface of their bodies, and many had frost hoops around their bodies . That showed that they belonged to the snow series .
The power of ice was relatively more calm . The devils that possessed such power would be a little more rational .
In contrast, the devils that had many bright red patterns on the surface of their bodies were mostly experts in fire; one could tell their types in one glance .
The power of flame was especially ferocious and chaotic . In combination with the inborn chaotic character of a devil, the effect was not as simple as one plus one equals two . From the local devils, one could tell that they were way more violent and messed up compared to those invaders . They had no order when they fought and they were just a bunch of mad men .
For instance, it was not only once that Sui Xiong saw the local devils rub their hands together to form a huge fireball and raise it up; and instead of throwing towards the invader devils, hurling it at someone around him that he found an eye sore .
Hey! Do you have something wrong with you?! Take some medicine if you are crazy!
The first time when he saw such a scene, Sui Xiong nearly screamed . But in the end, he got used to it .
Even the other party, who was relatively more rational, picked up devils that were of smaller size around them and ate them like snacks . So, those who threw fireballs at their allies were nothing .
These b*stards, do they have no idea of what comrade-in-arms means?
The battle efficiency of these devils was so low it pissed people off . Sui Xiong was soaked in the blood of the Devil King’s heart to slowly recover while he looked at these bastards fighting against each other . At first, he thought that they wouldn’t need to fight for long to call for victory or defeat . But in the end, although both parties had severe injuries and dead, there were endless follow-ups . So after long battle, there was still no results .
Sui Xiong noticed that the world was giving birth to new devils, endlessly . Although they had various looks, the bright red patterns on their body was similar . Plus, they were all playing with fire, not one was an exception .
On the other hand, the party with blue pattern had endless new fighters as well; the situation was probably about the same as the one here .
The speed at which devils from both parties died was very fast, but the speed that they were born were fast too . They continued to fight and kill, and it didn’t look anywhere near time to call for victory or defeat .
Sui Xiong waited for god knows how long, until his injuries were almost recovered . The two gang of devils were still fighting against each other .
He was not in a rush to go back but lied in the pond . He absorbed the endless fire power while he looked into the ecology of the devils .
The theme park had the God of Justice watching over, so he didn’t need to worry about it . It was a rare opportunity to visit the Abyss and he would feel sorry for himself if he didn’t take another looks .
After a while, he finally got bored and flew out of the blood pond .
The huge jellyfish waved its tentacles . However, it did not tear open the space to return to the main dimension but flew towards the two gang of devils that were in a vigorous fight .
“You guys have been fighting for so long, it’s so annoying to even watch!” He shouted . “Let me lend you a helping hand to end the battle quickly!”
Then, the few tentacles drew strange runes simultaneously and casted magic at the same time . Huge fireballs were shot one after another towards the middle of where the blue patterned devils stood formation were .
Taken by surprise, the blue patterned invaders were beaten up in an embarrassing predicament . At least 100 or more devils vanished under the attack, and that caused the speed of their replacement to be slightly slower .
Sui Xiong did not show mercy but continued to fly towards the battlefield while throwing fireballs continuously . He followed the same pattern that was simply brutal and bombed savagely .
His magic powers were way stronger compared to the local devils . Maybe only the king that the God of Justice killed was on par with him . While he spared no effort in attack, the normal devils couldn’t withstand him . The originally crowded blue army that couldn’t see an end were suddenly scattered around .
But as those blue devils dared to invade, they of course wouldn’t only have some weak chickens that were like cannon fodder . Suddenly, there was an earth-shaking roar . A strange devil with tiger body, crocodile head, and a pair of claws on its shoulders, jumped through the crack at the border of the two worlds .
It came out, then waved its claw around and flooded in endless ice spikes, like a rain shower of sharp blades . It covered the entire region where Sui Xiong was at and his surroundings .
Sui Xiong laughed coldly and rolled his tentacles to root out a big tree, which could burn itself without fire, that was next to him . He used it as a weapon to swing it left and right to block off all the ice blades .
“Honestly speaking, I have curiosity towards the ability of the Abyss Kings,” He said . “Coincidentally, I was beaten up previously and I am in a very bad mood . Come on and fight with me; let me find a sense of satisfaction from bullying the weak!”
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