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Chapter 637
chapter 0279 part 1
Chapter 278: End of the Abyssal Blood War, Secret Conspiracy (6000)
“Old Demon Dragon!”
Lucifer, who had been backstabbed by the Old Demon Dragon, let out an angry roar that echoed throughout the entire Abyss.
The Three-Headed Demon Dragon, over a hundred kilometers long, appeared out of nowhere, grinned a few times, and its three heads unleashed three streams of black dragon breath directly at Lucifer! The Old Demon Dragon had dominated the Abyss World for countless epochs.
Let alone Lucifer, even Mephisto, the Old Devil, when he was alive, was only considered a junior in front of the Old Demon Dragon.
He unleashed these three streams of dragon breath. Lucifer, completely caught off guard by the Old Demon Dragon joining Odin's sneak attack, was instantly engulfed by large swathes of pitch-black flames.
Black flames swirled, and Lucifer was blasted over ten miles away.
And just as the Old Demon Dragon’s strike succeeded, several divine artifacts simultaneously appeared beside Lucifer.
The incredibly sharp Axe of Gluttony struck Lucifer’s back, and the slender Crimson Rose Rapier pierced his kidney.
A heavy flail hammer was swung fiercely onto Lucifer’s head. Lucifer frantically swung his longsword around, but the sword light only struck emptiness.
The Old Demon Dragon, Beelzebub, and the others, having succeeded in their sneak attack, had already retreated far away, silently putting away their respective weapons.
Looking at Lucifer at this moment, he was undeniably a miserable sight. His head, which had been clawed with several blood holes by the Old Demon Dragon, was severely caved in, and most of his thirteen demonic horns were broken.
A bright, clear hole ran from his back to his chest, faintly revealing the pitch-black heart that had also been pierced by Odin’s Gungnir.
Behind him, a hacking mark extended down from his neck to his back. This single axe blow had even severed one of his Fallen Angel wings.
Lucifer covered the wound on his waist with his hand.
Hiss!
Dark blood continued to spray out from the hole in his waist. The Crimson Rose, a divine artifact longsword originating from Lilith, perhaps due to her vampire trait, had attached a vicious magic spell to the injured area, preventing healing.
“You!” Lucifer glared fiercely at the Old Demon Dragon and the several Hell Lords who pretended nothing had happened.
“That was Ancient One and Odin, and you actually helped them!”
Beelzebub unhurriedly used his Axe of Gluttony to file his fingernails. After blowing on his smooth nails, Beelzebub, whose massive figure was reflected in the compound eyes of flies that would trigger trypophobia, said, “Pride, have you forgotten our identity? We are demons, and demons should do what demons are supposed to do!”
Lucifer was furious and gritted his teeth, saying, “You don’t think these minor injuries can kill me!”
“Hehe! With the protection of the Abyss Blood Moon, we naturally don’t intend to kill you. However, these injuries are enough to make you slumber for a hundred years. By then, the ownership of this Abyss will surely have been decided!”
Lilith’s blood cloud under her skirt enveloped her entire body, concealing her until she was almost just a shadow. Not only her, but Beelzebub, the Old Demon Dragon, and several other Abyssal Lords had also cast layers of protective magic around themselves.
Ancient One’s mysterious space gate opening method and Odin’s Gungnir, which was said to never miss, indeed awakened their long-dormant fear of the two from their distant memory.
The alliance that Ancient One and Odin had established over countless epochs had turned the entire Reality Dimension into their Sanctuary.
If the Hell Lords truly joined forces, they might not be unable to gain the upper hand with their numerical advantage. Unfortunately, as Lucifer’s fate showed, these Hell Lords were like a group of piranhas. As long as one was injured and showed weakness in front of their kindred, the result would be a group attack by their kindred, being completely devoured.
“You want to kick me out of this Abyssal Blood War, but there are so many of you, and there is only one Abyss!” The inverted hexagram black holy light in Lucifer’s eyes flickered. In the sky, the Blood Moon, representing his authority, continuously projected blood-colored moonlight, repairing his body. At the same time, large numbers of Fallen Angels appeared, guarding him in the center.
“Arrogant Lucifer has also learned to use the stratagem of dissension. Regardless of who ultimately gains ownership of this Abyss, kicking you out is never wrong. In the current Reality Dimension, you are being hailed as the Demon King of Hell!”
Beelzebub, holding his Axe of Gluttony, looked at Lucifer and sneered repeatedly. However, his figure subtly moved away from the nearby Old Demon Dragon.
The black dragon flame still burning on Lucifer made him extremely cautious of this Old Demon Dragon, fearing that the Old Dragon might suddenly spray him.
Moreover, with Lucifer’s fate as a precedent!
Beelzebub subconsciously glanced around. Although they had immediately used the Abyss Origin to seal space spells, he still felt a prickling sensation on his back, fearing that Gungnir might stab out from behind!
“Hmph! Since you are so interested in Mephisto’s authority, then I give up! I wish you good luck!”
Lucifer glanced around at the Hell Lords who had attacked him, seemingly wanting to engrave their faces deeply into his mind.
“After enduring this strike, Lucifer will be in slumber for at least a hundred years. I hope the successor you have chosen can grow up within these hundred years! And take on the mission of protecting the Reality Dimension!”
In the Asgardian Golden Palace, Odin carefully wiped his beloved spear with a piece of parchment.
Hearing Odin’s words, Ancient One, who was sitting opposite him drinking tea, smiled noncommittally: “A hundred years, perhaps! The one I have chosen is not the type to passively wait for enemies to come knocking!”
Just as Lucifer, surrounded by a crowd of Fallen Angels, was about to withdraw from this Abyss, a commotion suddenly came from the Devil's Plain beneath his feet.
From the already incomplete ruins of the Devil's Plain, among the piles of demon corpses, hundreds of bony arms stretched out.
Accompanied by grating ‘ga ga’ sounds, dozens of Skeleton Soldiers slowly pushed aside the demon corpses and climbed up. Green ghost fire flickered in the eye sockets of these Skeleton Soldiers, sending shivers down one’s spine.
Their upper and lower jaws gnashed as they looked up at the several Hell Lords in the sky.
“Bolvar!?”
Chapter 278: End of the Abyssal Blood War, Secret Conspiracy (6000)
“Old Demon Dragon!”
Lucifer, who had been backstabbed by the Old Demon Dragon, let out an angry roar that echoed throughout the entire Abyss.
The Three-Headed Demon Dragon, over a hundred kilometers long, appeared out of nowhere, grinned a few times, and its three heads unleashed three streams of black dragon breath directly at Lucifer! The Old Demon Dragon had dominated the Abyss World for countless epochs.
Let alone Lucifer, even Mephisto, the Old Devil, when he was alive, was only considered a junior in front of the Old Demon Dragon.
He unleashed these three streams of dragon breath. Lucifer, completely caught off guard by the Old Demon Dragon joining Odin's sneak attack, was instantly engulfed by large swathes of pitch-black flames.
Black flames swirled, and Lucifer was blasted over ten miles away.
And just as the Old Demon Dragon’s strike succeeded, several divine artifacts simultaneously appeared beside Lucifer.
The incredibly sharp Axe of Gluttony struck Lucifer’s back, and the slender Crimson Rose Rapier pierced his kidney.
A heavy flail hammer was swung fiercely onto Lucifer’s head. Lucifer frantically swung his longsword around, but the sword light only struck emptiness.
The Old Demon Dragon, Beelzebub, and the others, having succeeded in their sneak attack, had already retreated far away, silently putting away their respective weapons.
Looking at Lucifer at this moment, he was undeniably a miserable sight. His head, which had been clawed with several blood holes by the Old Demon Dragon, was severely caved in, and most of his thirteen demonic horns were broken.
A bright, clear hole ran from his back to his chest, faintly revealing the pitch-black heart that had also been pierced by Odin’s Gungnir.
Behind him, a hacking mark extended down from his neck to his back. This single axe blow had even severed one of his Fallen Angel wings.
Lucifer covered the wound on his waist with his hand.
Hiss!
Dark blood continued to spray out from the hole in his waist. The Crimson Rose, a divine artifact longsword originating from Lilith, perhaps due to her vampire trait, had attached a vicious magic spell to the injured area, preventing healing.
“You!” Lucifer glared fiercely at the Old Demon Dragon and the several Hell Lords who pretended nothing had happened.
“That was Ancient One and Odin, and you actually helped them!”
Beelzebub unhurriedly used his Axe of Gluttony to file his fingernails. After blowing on his smooth nails, Beelzebub, whose massive figure was reflected in the compound eyes of flies that would trigger trypophobia, said, “Pride, have you forgotten our identity? We are demons, and demons should do what demons are supposed to do!”
Lucifer was furious and gritted his teeth, saying, “You don’t think these minor injuries can kill me!”
“Hehe! With the protection of the Abyss Blood Moon, we naturally don’t intend to kill you. However, these injuries are enough to make you slumber for a hundred years. By then, the ownership of this Abyss will surely have been decided!”
Lilith’s blood cloud under her skirt enveloped her entire body, concealing her until she was almost just a shadow. Not only her, but Beelzebub, the Old Demon Dragon, and several other Abyssal Lords had also cast layers of protective magic around themselves.
Ancient One’s mysterious space gate opening method and Odin’s Gungnir, which was said to never miss, indeed awakened their long-dormant fear of the two from their distant memory.
The alliance that Ancient One and Odin had established over countless epochs had turned the entire Reality Dimension into their Sanctuary.
If the Hell Lords truly joined forces, they might not be unable to gain the upper hand with their numerical advantage. Unfortunately, as Lucifer’s fate showed, these Hell Lords were like a group of piranhas. As long as one was injured and showed weakness in front of their kindred, the result would be a group attack by their kindred, being completely devoured.
“You want to kick me out of this Abyssal Blood War, but there are so many of you, and there is only one Abyss!” The inverted hexagram black holy light in Lucifer’s eyes flickered. In the sky, the Blood Moon, representing his authority, continuously projected blood-colored moonlight, repairing his body. At the same time, large numbers of Fallen Angels appeared, guarding him in the center.
“Arrogant Lucifer has also learned to use the stratagem of dissension. Regardless of who ultimately gains ownership of this Abyss, kicking you out is never wrong. In the current Reality Dimension, you are being hailed as the Demon King of Hell!”
Beelzebub, holding his Axe of Gluttony, looked at Lucifer and sneered repeatedly. However, his figure subtly moved away from the nearby Old Demon Dragon.
The black dragon flame still burning on Lucifer made him extremely cautious of this Old Demon Dragon, fearing that the Old Dragon might suddenly spray him.
Moreover, with Lucifer’s fate as a precedent!
Beelzebub subconsciously glanced around. Although they had immediately used the Abyss Origin to seal space spells, he still felt a prickling sensation on his back, fearing that Gungnir might stab out from behind!
“Hmph! Since you are so interested in Mephisto’s authority, then I give up! I wish you good luck!”
Lucifer glanced around at the Hell Lords who had attacked him, seemingly wanting to engrave their faces deeply into his mind.
“After enduring this strike, Lucifer will be in slumber for at least a hundred years. I hope the successor you have chosen can grow up within these hundred years! And take on the mission of protecting the Reality Dimension!”
In the Asgardian Golden Palace, Odin carefully wiped his beloved spear with a piece of parchment.
Hearing Odin’s words, Ancient One, who was sitting opposite him drinking tea, smiled noncommittally: “A hundred years, perhaps! The one I have chosen is not the type to passively wait for enemies to come knocking!”
Just as Lucifer, surrounded by a crowd of Fallen Angels, was about to withdraw from this Abyss, a commotion suddenly came from the Devil's Plain beneath his feet.
From the already incomplete ruins of the Devil's Plain, among the piles of demon corpses, hundreds of bony arms stretched out.
Accompanied by grating ‘ga ga’ sounds, dozens of Skeleton Soldiers slowly pushed aside the demon corpses and climbed up. Green ghost fire flickered in the eye sockets of these Skeleton Soldiers, sending shivers down one’s spine.
Their upper and lower jaws gnashed as they looked up at the several Hell Lords in the sky.
“Bolvar!?”
