"No, Miska, my love! My prince!"
In the Fourteenth Layer of the Bottomless Abyss, the Steam Swamps, filled with the infernal presence and many devils, a piercing, soul-wrenching wail echoed.
Endless steam billowed.
The Chaos Mother's hair, like green poisonous snakes, thrashed wildly. Her bloated body trembled uncontrollably, and her grotesque yet beautiful face was full of sorrow and hatred.
"Demogorgon!"
"When I first created you, I should have drowned you in the filthiest abyssal swamp!"
The Chaos Mother screamed, her voice filled with venom and resentment.
She roared, calling out to her ally in the Steam Swamps, "Grand Matron, forget the invasion of the Lord of the Nine Hells."
"Join me in killing Demogorgon. I will never forgive him, this vile, damned bastard! Unforgivable!"
Meanwhile, not far from the Chaos Mother, the Beholder deity, the Grand Matron, watched with flickering eyes, not as agitated, and remained motionless.
Demogorgon's high-profile return had drawn the attention of many beings, causing the Lord of the Nine Hells to pause his assault, his blood-red eyes calm and unchanged.
The Grand Matron pondered internally, "Demogorgon seems to have gained the Abyss's approval. The war for the abyssal throne is over. Demogorgon has become the demon king."
Glancing at the increasingly frenzied Chaos Mother, the Grand Matron felt an urge to retreat.
"Even if the Chaos Mother and I team up, we won't be a match for Demogorgon now. His power is terrifying; he has become the strongest demon in the Abyss's history."
"The birth of a king means those of us who participated in the war might be purged. No, it's too dangerous to stay in the Abyss. I must leave immediately."
With this thought, the Grand Matron made no response to the Chaos Mother's call, decisively preparing to leave the Abyss.
Her eyes glowed, forming a light around her, attempting to break through the space and escape from the Abyss.
However, the unexpected happened.
Buzzing!
The boundless, endless abyssal energy, now many times denser than before, gathered, firmly fixing the spatial crystal wall of the abyssal layer, concentrating on the Grand Matron, preventing her from leaving.
Simultaneously, all beings in the Bottomless Abyss heard a grand and indifferent voice.
"All of the Bottomless Abyss, merge with me and become one!"
"I am the Demon King, I am the Abyss!"
Having become the Demon King, Demogorgon was not just himself; he was also the vessel of the Abyss's will, representing the Abyss itself.
Having absorbed other demon princes, archdukes, and countless demons, the Demon King, now equivalent to a quasi-deity of rank twenty, coupled with the powerful Abyss's will, had become unprecedentedly strong.
Then.
At the moment of the Demon King's official birth.
Boom, boom, boom!
In all layers of the Bottomless Abyss, the abyssal energy, which had been subtly absorbing demon corpses, erupted into an unrestrained, all-consuming dark purple storm.
This storm, silent and deadly.
A high-ranking blood demon caught in the storm.
"Ah? What is this?"
It realized in horror that its skin, flesh, and bones were melting, merging into the vast storm. In terror, it roared, its body glowing with blood energy, forming a shield to block the storm, but the shield too was dissolved, becoming part of the storm.
In mere seconds, the powerful demon was reduced to nothing.
The storm grew imperceptibly stronger.
Born of the Abyss, demons were now perishing within it.
Viewed on a macro scale, across the entire Bottomless Abyss, trillions of abyssal beings were sinking into the purple storm, melting, being absorbed, and digested.
This storm silently swept through the entire Bottomless Abyss.
Like an apocalypse.
Like a natural disaster.
Like extinction.
Even quasi-god-like demon lords were in grave danger in this horrific abyssal storm, unable to resist. While not immediately dying, they clearly felt their power rapidly draining away. Lesser quasi-deities were even worse off, stepping into death, becoming part of the storm, strengthening it.
Only the remaining strongest beings could withstand the storm unscathed.
However, while they could resist the storm, they could not simultaneously fend off the Demon King.
Buzz!
A mass of abyssal energy swelled, then instantly collapsed.
Simultaneously, a terrifying figure appeared in the Steam Swamps, in the layer with the Lord of the Nine Hells, the Grand Matron, and the Chaos Mother.
The Demon King, clad in the Infinite Monarch Armor, hovered in the air.
Wherever he stood seemed to be the very center of the Abyss, moving with him.
The Lord of the Nine Hells gazed at the Demon King.
The armor bore layered spiral patterns, each representing the characteristics of a corresponding abyssal layer, seemingly endless. In the heart area, a dense purple glow shone like an embedded gem.
Thump, thump, thump!
The demon heart's glow contracted and expanded, endlessly.
The boundless purple abyssal energy, already a storm, continuously poured into this heart, radiating from there, spreading through the Infinite Monarch Armor, continuously enhancing the Demon King's terrifying aura.
The Demon King's violent gaze swept over the powerful beings.
He said, "I will use the Bottomless Abyss as a furnace, with all beings as fuel, to forge the supreme power to turn the Great Ring into the sole Abyss!"
The abyssal will had already sealed the dimension. The Bottomless Abyss was now nearly impenetrable.
All life within the Bottomless Abyss was being burned, becoming part of the Demon King's power.
The Demon King's strength grew every second, seemingly without end.
"Demogorgon, the abyssal will indeed chose you long ago. The runaway Demon Tree Heart has become your heart."
The Lord of the Nine Hells narrowed his eyes, focusing on the Demon King's heart.
The purple glow continued to expand and contract, endlessly absorbing the abyssal energy tainted with countless demon lives, fueling the Demon King.
"I was right."
"The so-called war for the abyssal throne was just a ruse. The throne had already been predetermined by the abyssal will. All other participants were just nutrients for the king's birth, mere pawns."
The Lord of the Nine Hells silently mused, his eyes reflecting the purple-drenched world.
Elegantly, the devil king smiled at Demogorgon, saying, "Demogorgon, you celebrate too early."
With that, the Hell Plane Weapon, the Ruby Devil Staff, appeared in his hand.
Pointing at the Demon King's heart from afar, he wielded the Ruby Devil Staff.
Buzz!
Suddenly, the Demon King's body trembled.
In the heart area of the Infinite Monarch Armor, the purple glow was suddenly tinged with blood-red and pitch-black.
Whoosh!
Hellfire from the Lord of the Nine Hells ignited within, wrapping around the Demon King's heart, burning fiercely.
The intense pain made the Demon King frown.
"Within the Demon Tree Heart lies the seed of my hellfire. Now, it's time for it to take root and sprout."
"Demogorgon, perish in hellfire."
The black and red interwoven hellfire burned silently.
However, after the initial tremor, the Demon King had no further reaction.
Gazing at the Lord of the Nine Hells with a pitying look, the Demon King's heart still aflame, he calmly said, "Asmodeus, you underestimate me and overestimate yourself."
"Do not forget where this is. This is the Abyss, not Hell!"
Whoosh!
A storm howled, swirling into the Demon King's heart, forming a funnel. Under the increasingly solemn gaze of the Lord of the Nine Hells, the hellfire, meant to spread and critically wound the Demon King from within, gradually extinguished, leaving only some charred scars on the Demon King's heart, which were rapidly healing.
"In my world, I am invincible."
The Demon King declared.
He then focused on the Lord of the Nine Hells, his will moving.
An invisible, vast pressure descended, countless abyssal chains sweeping towards the Lord of the Nine Hells.
The Lord of the Nine Hells' face darkened, swinging the Ruby Devil Staff, igniting endless hellfire to resist the abyssal pressure. However, the area of hellfire rapidly shrank, compressing the Lord of the Nine Hells' range of movement.
Meanwhile.
In the first fourteen layers of the Abyss, already largely occupied by devil legions.
Abyssal energy erupted, forming apocalyptic purple storms, killing devil soldiers. Devil archdukes changed color.
The Lord of the Nine Hells realized his mistake.
He thought his hellfire would severely wound the Demon King, but as the Demon King said, he had overestimated himself and underestimated his opponent.
"Retreat!"
The Lord of the Nine Hells ordered his archdukes and generals.
Simultaneously, he swung the Ruby Devil Staff, the oppressed hellfire surging, forming a Hell Gate.
Without hesitation, the Lord of the Nine Hells entered the Hell Gate, leaving the Bottomless Abyss.
With his assistance, Hell Gates opened before devil lords and generals, giving them a chance to escape. As for other devil soldiers, lacking the power to leave, they were abandoned, dissolving in the purple storm.
Watching the closing Hell Gates.
The Demon King's gaze was cold and ruthless, but he did not pursue.
"The Nine Hells
will soon belong to the Abyss, becoming part of it."
"Asmodeus, live a little longer."
The Demon King murmured.
Then, he turned to the Chaos Mother and the Grand Matron.
From beneath his armor, a low laugh echoed, "Ready to merge with me?"
Buzzing!
Lightning-fast purple tentacles, covered in armored segments, launched an attack.
The immense abyssal pressure followed.
Their target: the Chaos Mother and the Grand Matron.
Both felt a sinking feeling.
The Grand Matron vanished, countless eyes appearing in the air, blinking and shooting beams at the armored tentacles, but they could not halt their advance.
"Demogorgon, I will kill you!"
Driven mad by her lover's death and absorption, the Chaos Mother's humanoid body and writhing tentacles met the Demon King's tentacles.
Boom, boom, boom!
Tentacles clashed, pulling and entwining, filling the Steam Swamps with their shadows.
But with each contact, the serrated mouths on the Demon King's tentacles tore chunks of flesh from the Chaos Mother, draining her energy.
Quickly, she was overpowered.
Four armored tentacles pierced her shoulders, heart, and head, lifting her up.
Simultaneously, the Demon King's faceplate opened, his baboon-like head releasing a purple light, melting countless small eyes.
Then, a tentacle stabbed a spot.
Buzz!
Space shook, revealing the Grand Matron.
Her large eyeball-like form was pierced.
The Chaos Mother and the Beholder deity, feared by countless beings, now seemed like weak lambs before the Demon King.
Simultaneously.
Boom, boom, boom!
Deafening roars, the sky cracked like a mirror, revealing divine figures through the fissures.
A dragon tail lashed, a figure raised a sword.
Crash!
The abyssal crystal wall, reinforced by the abyssal will, shattered.
Streaks of light descended like meteors into the Bottomless Abyss, divine radiance illuminating the purple-filled region with a different light.
The gods had arrived.
Led by the Nine-Faced Dragon God and the Heavenly Emperor, the Elf Deity, Orc Deity, Fairy Deity, Nature Lord, Knowledge Lord, and other powerful deities gathered in the Bottomless Abyss.
Quasi-deities and minor deities, unable to significantly impact the battle and likely to increase casualties, stayed in their realms, not entering the Abyss.
"Ao and Haotian."
"And you, Garon Aurelia."
The Demon King's gaze passed over the two supreme deities, then darkened as he looked at the silver dragon among them.
"The Abyss will devour you all!"
With a shake, the Chaos Mother and the Grand Matron turned into blood mist, absorbed by the Demon King, his power peaking.
Buzz!
An invisible pressure descended again.
This time, targeting the gods.
All the deities frowned, feeling the immense abyssal pressure, their divine auras dimming.
Even the Nine-Faced Dragon God and the Heavenly Emperor's divine powers waned.
Ordinary powerful deities found their divine ranks suppressed by one or two levels.
The Nine-Faced Dragon God and the Heavenly Emperor, akin to Tartarus under the Great Ring's suppression, were reduced to a level between nineteen and twenty.
Even with numerous gods, fighting the peak Demon King in the Abyss, under suppression, was not easy.
But the gods had to come.
The Demon King had not yet reached his limit. If allowed to absorb and integrate all abyssal life, the Demon King could become an unimaginably terrifying entity.
They had to kill the growing Demon King.
Even if it meant entering the Abyss, fighting in an unfavorable environment.
Among the gods, only Garon was unaffected.
"Coming to the Abyss to die, I will fulfill your wish."
The Demon King said.
Abyssal energy still flowed into the Demon King's heart, his power growing.
Whoosh!
A purple storm howled, covering the sky and earth.
The gods seemed like the only remaining colors in the purple world, appearing weak.
Buzzing!
The Demon King's tentacles pierced space, emerging around the gods, attacking them.
The gods had seen the tentacles' power.
Ordinary powerful deities, suppressed by the Abyss, struggled against the Demon King's attacks.
The Heavenly Emperor's eyes sharpened, the central wheel of the heavens spinning behind him.
The world shifted, space moved.
Countless tentacles were concentrated together.
Then, the Emperor's Sword slashed, purple-gold sword light flashing. The gods' attacks followed, breaking the tentacles' armor, the purple-gold sword light cutting the tentacles.
Shattered tentacles fell like rain.
The gods gained the upper hand in this first clash.
But their faces showed no joy, nor did the Demon King show disappointment.
The broken tentacles turned into abyssal energy, merging with the endless purple storm. The Demon King's heart pumped, absorbing abyssal energy, liquid energy flowing along purple veins to his arms, regenerating the tentacles in an instant.
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