Volume 8: The End Chapter 857: The Dark Demon Realm (Part 2)
From the Book of Demons, Iros knew that in the center of this vast mist was the most mysterious bottomless abyss in the dark demon world.
It is said that the infinitely powerful Dark Demon lives in the deepest part of the Abyss. He is the only god among the gods known to Iros who has left the opening of his kingdom in the material plane.
According to Iros's understanding of the gods, this approach of the Dark Demon is simply equivalent to a rich man opening the door of his home in a bandit camp. It completely violates the common sense about the kingdom of the gods recorded in the Book of Demons.
The arrival and departure of a country opened in nothingness requires great divine power. Otherwise, when the body travels through nothingness, any tangible existence may not be able to suppress the pressure inside the body, and thus explode into the smallest existence, or even
The soul will also be torn apart by the power of nothingness and cannot remain intact.
Therefore, when one god wants to attack another god, no other servants can go with him except himself and his clones who have inherited their own divine power.
According to the Book of Demons, the gods have great advantages in their own kingdoms. Therefore, unless the gap between the divine power and the divine power of the attacking object is too huge, it will be difficult to defeat them in their own kingdom.
When there is not much difference in divine power, if one god wants to defeat another god, he can only weaken the opponent's divine power little by little through various means, thereby achieving the effect of weakening the opponent's country, and finally it is possible to completely defeat the other god.
Because of this, any war between gods will often last for a long time, often lasting hundreds of years, and some famous wars between gods may even last for tens of thousands of years.
Iros didn't know why he knew this, and he didn't know whether this knowledge about the war of gods was right or wrong. This knowledge was all obtained from the Book of Demons and emerged from his heart at the appropriate time.
Thinking of this, Iros felt even more incredible about what the Dark Demon God did. However, although the location of the Abyss is an open secret, there are still a few people who dare to enter the Abyss and challenge the power of the Dark Demon God in the kingdom.
An existence comparable to the main god of Heaven Mountain?
Just looking at the seemingly ordinary fog that didn't reveal any information to Iros, you can imagine how powerful the Dark Demon is.
However, there always seem to be a minority of rational beings in the world, and there is never a shortage of madmen. Now Iros himself is an out-and-out madman.
However, despite getting nothing from the Dark Demon God, Iros has benefited immensely from the auras passed on by Cherubeus, the Demon Dragon King, Melcanthet and the Demon Emperor.
The powers of these tyrannical existences each have their own strengths, and in different fields they are close to reaching the limits allowed by the plane.
Especially the high-ranking Cherubim, with the holy light surging out from its four wings, it single-handedly suppressed the power of many high-ranking demons on the holy peak!
In terms of strength alone, this cherubim is almost on par with Elizabeth. However, in Iros's opinion, although his attitude is more arrogant, he is not always as unknowingly admired as Elizabeth.
Iros suddenly remembered that in terms of superiority, they were probably far behind Michael.
In front of the six wings radiating brilliant starlight, mortal beings no longer have any other thoughts except obedience.
A hot breath rushing toward his face interrupted Iros's chaotic thoughts, and he recalled that he was still on the battlefield of a life-and-death battle with the demons in Paradise Mountain.
The endless sky was filled with raging fire clouds and brilliant holy lights, while the blood of millions of demon warriors spread across the vast ground, and the wind blowing against the face carried a rich fragrance.
In front of Iros, a battle angel was spreading his wings, waving the flaming giant sword in his hand, and beheaded Iros with one sword!
The power that the Dark Demon Realm can contain is much higher than the plane where Iros is located. At least the power that this battle angel can exert seems to be far from reaching the upper limit of this plane.
Because there were no restrictions, the power exerted by this battle angel even surpassed the two force angels brought down by Michael during the final decisive battle between the north and the south that day.
Staring at the flaming giant sword that slashed down at an incredible speed, Iros's eyes flashed with confusion.
What a familiar holy flame...
This flame that exudes the sacred atmosphere all the time actually runs through Iros's life. Every major turning point in his life is closely related to this burning holy flame.
The holy flame that once endlessly burned the statues in the Twin Temples...
In the dark demon world, the battle angels with unrestricted power are fundamentally different from the battle angels Iros had seen before, but Iros also liberated most of his power.
The shackles of the plane have been greatly relaxed.
Iros stood frozen in the air, letting the giant flaming sword slash down on his head. The distance between the two sides was so close that Iros could even see clearly the expressionless face of the battle angel through the heavy holy flames and the thick golden helmet.
Face.
The sword peak burning with the holy flame roared and slashed through Iros's body, but he still stood there with a smile, seemingly unscathed.
It turns out that what Battle Angel killed was just a phantom.
At this moment, a trace of doubt flashed through the cold eyes of the battle angel. The holy flame was not just a high fever. The flame coming from the Heavenly Mountain had many extraordinary properties, such as breaking phantoms and invisibility.
Battle angels are different from other angels. Their eyes can see through hypocrisy, and their souls are hard and cold, immune to intimidation and intimidation.
This is actually a very practical and powerful feature in battles on many planes.
But the Sword of Holy Flame has clearly cut through Iros' phantom, why can't it be destroyed?
Before Battle Angel could figure this out, the wings behind his back tightened, and then there was a burst of pain!
For a moment, he was unable to move!
The battle angel endured the severe pain and turned his head to look, only to find that his wings had fallen into Iros's hands.
Iros was in a trance again. At the end of the decisive day, he was unable to tear off the wings in his hands.
What now?
A gorgeous golden flower bloomed in the sky, and a strong fragrance began to spread.
The golden petals bloomed, and Iros flew out from the petals. The flaming giant sword of the Battle Angel was already in his hands. The holy flame on the giant sword did not weaken, but intensified sharply, reaching a whole new level.
The erratic tongue of fire becomes almost transparent, and only a layer of strange blue is faintly revealed at the tip of the flame.
In an instant, the battlefield was silent for a moment, and more than ten eyes were focused on Iros.
In this dark demon world where power is paramount, Iros's absolute power has reached the limit of the plane, but what shocked all the powerful beings was the aura slowly pouring out of Iros's body.
Although the breath is weak, it is cold, cruel, arrogant to all living beings, and decisive!
From this breath, both the wise angel and the demon emperor only read one meaning, destruction!
The aloof wise angel finally spoke: "I am Neotolia, who bears the glorious name of the wise angel. My mission is to change the beliefs of the six planes of the dark demon world so that they will be bathed in the glory of the God of Light from now on.
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Who are you? I see the aura of the great God of Light in you, you should be His servant, but why do you want to destroy my Battle Angel?"
"Because of offense." Iros replied calmly: "Since you know that I am a servant of the God of Light, then your battle angels attacking me are disrespectful to the God of Light. It is natural for me to destroy them."
Neotolia's voice became even colder:
"You are just one of the many servants of the God of Light, how dare you speak to me like this? The distance between you and me is wider than the entire plane!
You ignorant thing, don’t think that you can be rude to me just because you have a little brilliance from the God of Light!”
The voice of Cherubim contained great power, and the sky across the battlefield flickered in and out with his words.
Under the agitation and oppression of this power, the light and invisible flame around Iros suddenly brightened and continued to grow stronger. In the blink of an eye, his whole body was wrapped in the gorgeous blue flame, and the blue wings behind him also
Then unfold.
Iros looked up at Neotolia, who was high above, and said with a smile:
"Dear Neotolia, please forgive me for being rude to you just now. I have just converted to the great God of Light, so I am still very ignorant about Paradise Mountain. I wonder if you can answer a question of mine.
You just said that you want to unify the beliefs of the six planes of the Dark Demon Realm under the glory of the God of Light, but what I see is that almost all the demons in the Dark Demon Realm are about to be killed. Of course, the ones in front of us are
Except for these, without these demons, who will contribute faith to the glory of the God of Light?"
Cherubim's voice was flat and mechanical, without any emotional fluctuations that Iros could understand. However, the content of his words actually made Iros feel a faint chill in his heart!
"The faith does not originate from the aboriginal people of this plane, but from the new generation.
The main gods of Tiantian Mountain are already close to controlling the secrets of the various planes of the Dark Demon Realm. After eliminating these indigenous people and cleaning the entire plane with holy light, a new generation that can adapt to the rules of the Dark Demon Realm's planes will grow up. They will follow the laws of Tian Tian Mountain.
Born from the glory of God, the one he believes in must also be the main god of Heaven Mountain."
Iros stared at Neotolia for a moment, and his eyes received some unusual information.
Iros finally determined that this Cherubim was different from any angel he had ever encountered. The memory of Paradise Mountain remained in Neotolia!
Iros's heart moved and he asked again:
"Dear Neotolia, I'm not questioning your wisdom, but I really don't understand.
You see, these aboriginal people are so powerful and have their own strengths. After eliminating them, how can we ensure that the power of faith generated by the new generation will be stronger than these aboriginal people?
Why not subdue these aboriginal people, perhaps the contribution to the main gods of Tiantian Mountain will be greater."
There was a little more impatience in Neotolia's cold voice, and she said:
"The new generation has no consciousness or thoughts. The entire content of their souls is faith. They act according to instinct, eat, and reproduce in order to expand their numbers as quickly as possible. The entire meaning of their existence is to absorb the source of faith from the entire plane.
And dedicated it to the Lord Gods.
From a belief perspective, no existence can do a better job than the new generation created by the Lord God himself. You are a servant of the great God of Light, how could you not even know this?"
Iros was silent for a moment.
There was already a scene in his soul, of those fanatical and completely unconscious new generations roaming the earth aimlessly.
The earth is extremely fertile, and they can obtain food and water at any time, and are not affected by hunger or cold. When the two sexes meet, they will mate to reproduce.
They grow rapidly, and newborn babies can set off on their own and wander the land without much care.
The entire meaning of their existence is to absorb the source of faith in the plane.
So, what will happen when one day the entire earth is covered with these new generations?
After the limited source of faith is exhausted, what will happen to the plane?
The answer emerged from the depths of Iros's heart on its own.
Because he has set foot on such a plane countless times, a plane where faith has disappeared.
That is a place of abandonment.
In the deepest part of his heart, Iros sighed softly, just thinking: "Lilith... no matter whether I can go back or not, you... it's better to forget me."
His hand quietly grasped the hilt of the flaming giant sword.