Chapter 1021: Chapter 429: ‘Placenta

Om—-

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In the blink of an eye, a considerable amount of time has passed since Zeus and the Demon Prince reached an agreement.

The Divine King’s avatar plunged into the depths of the Thunder Sea, while the Demon Gods stayed alone on the surface, awaiting the outcome.

The Thunder Water slapped against the surface, making a rumbling noise.

Days went by, and the core of the world, which had seemed plentiful on the outside but empty within, truly began to change.

Gold, silver, blue, purple… As the Origin deep within gradually filled, new kinds of Thunder began to emerge within this Thunder Pool that, compared to the long years of the Mortal Realm, was still relatively young in the Abyss.

A sense of vigorous vitality was beginning to burst forth from here, invigorating the whole world considerably.

In this obscurity, the Demon Prince could clearly feel that ever since Zeus entered the core of the Thunder Sea, the Interface Power that was bestowed upon him by [Thunder Pool 862-11] had been steadily increasing and becoming more refined bit by bit.

Even faintly, the bloodline within it thrummed with life, as if the changes in the world’s laws were aiding its existence.

And to these changes, the Demon Gods were naturally extremely satisfied.

However, it was still not enough… Repairing the Thunder Pool wasn’t about the simple infusion of strength. To truly earn the favor of the Abyss Will, it depended much more on other things than just a mere injection of Source Power.

Just like the Blood Mother Tree’s suggestion of bloodline completion, the bloodline itself wasn’t important; what mattered was the identity of the Divine King and the symbolic meaning behind his active participation.

It is this that is of use to the Abyss, not merely the Divine King’s bloodline.

The Demon Prince obviously did not understand this before.

But its luck was indeed good, because the strength Zeus offered to complete the Thunder Pool happened to meet this condition from another angle.

So as the changes in the interface became greater and greater, until at a certain moment, quantitative change finally led to qualitative change.

In the sky above [Thunder Pool 862-11], an immensely colossal will made its presence known there.

And merely by existing there, all of the world’s spacetime outside the core of the Thunder Sea unavoidably became frozen in place.

At the same time, in a corner of the interface, the Eight-Armed Snake Demon looked up at the sky.

It sensed the boundless and profound thoughts of Tartarus, and couldn’t help but temporarily strive to contain its own presence.

Without a doubt, in the current state of Chaos, the Abyss is the most formidable existence, without an equal.

Beyond It, even the Blood Mother Tree is confined by the laws of the present world. If it were not for the lack of its own personality, It might have already achieved what Zeus could only dream of – becoming the true sovereign of all gods in Chaos.

Om…

“…The gift of the Abyss Will has finally arrived…”

“But this kind of change doesn’t seem like the disturbance of completing the bloodlines…”

“It looks like Zeus truly did find a way out of the predicament, and the Demon Prince did not truly take my advice.”

Murmuring to himself and observing the commotion at the edge of the sky, this is the conclusion the Eight-Armed Snake Demon could only arrive at.

After all, if it were about the perfection of the bloodlines, then the current commotion of the Abyss would probably not be like this and would also involve interactions with the laws of the present world.

What a pity… It had originally planned to stoke the fire between the core of the material world and the Otherworld in advance, making Tartarus passively assist in the fall of the future Divine King. However, it seems that things didn’t go as smoothly as it had thought.

Even because it’s not a true body, the Great Serpent is temporarily unable to confirm whether this is simply a flaw in its own plan or if something has occurred that should not have happened.

However, considering the changes currently happening in the interface, and even affecting the entire Abyss, the Great Serpent is certain that Zeus, although he did not make a move himself, must have paid some price related to the ‘Divine King’, because that is what Tartarus truly needs.

And since it has nothing to do with the Divine King of this world, it can only pertain to the Divine King of another realm. As for what that is, we can only wait and see later.

“Hiss—-”

“No helping it, as a mere avatar, this is all I can do.”

“But you’ve overcome this challenge; how do you plan to get past Moya’s challenge?”

Unaware that Moya has already created a demigod avatar for himself, but even if aware, the Great Serpent would not pay much mind.

Because it is well aware that the magnificent power of the Mother of Demons, besides being ineffective against other Abyssal Demon Lords, is genuinely absolute against the opponents of Tartarus.

An avatar crafted by the Goddess of Beauty briefly endowed with the peak divine power of Moya will surely cope, but beyond that, nobody knows.

Thus, with the mindset of watching a drama unfold, it hides in a corner of the interface.

The Eight-Armed Snake Demon did not leave due to the hindrance of its first plan; instead, it chose to continue waiting here, awaiting the further development of events.

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Om…

“Huff… Open!”

Rustle rustle—-

At the bottom of the Thunder Pool, following a low shout, the Divine King’s avatar stepped back, shaking off those Law Chains wrapped around its body.

Although the latter seemed somewhat reluctant, it chose to leave for the time being. After all, without the owner’s consent, the absorption of Origin is not sustainable.

The Thunder Water surged endlessly.

Showing a look of exhaustion, perceiving the greatly transformed Thunder Pool Law and the faintly looming Abyss Will above the nine heavens, Zeus’s expression also involuntarily revealed a trace of relief.