Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality-Chapter 1026 - 431: Meeting_2

Chapter 1026 -431: Meeting_2

Or in other words, as the Mother of Demons, Moya herself is not devoid of abilities besides birthing demons. To be precise, her conceptual appearance is an ability in itself.

Under the influence of this power, her originally flawless appearance appeared as though it was about to transform again. However, after Moya’s heart hung in trepidation for a moment, a power formed by a combination of the Current World Divine Power and the quasi-god Power of the Abyss surged from every inch of her skin.

In just a moment, it smoothed over the changes caused by the former and maintained the body’s previous appearance.

“Good, very good, that’s it—!”

The harsh, grating voice, more discomforting than a hard object scraping across glass, was no more. Instead, it was replaced by a melodious and captivating voice, like singing.

As she sized up her new body, Moya was extremely excited. The powerful force unconsciously radiated outwards, but the next moment, her expression changed slightly.

“Wait, what’s going on?”

“It seems you’ve noticed it.”

“However, Your Excellence, as I mentioned before, my power can only just bear your will for now, and it cannot touch the power inherent in your true body.”

“So if you don’t want it to become a disposable item that can’t even last a day, stay as far away from your true body as possible—”

“—Alright.”

Without hesitation, in just a flash, the new Moya disappeared, and the enormous creature hidden within the chaotic air currents also became unresponsive.

With a new body, Moya was even unwilling to allow another body to remain in an awakened state.

She only left a message for Aphrodite, then hastily left the other side of the Gate of Sacrifice.

“Very well, Goddess of Beauty of the Mortal Realm, I remember your merit. I will reward you generously!”

“But let’s talk about this when I return, just wait a bit longer on your end.”

Without needing to ask further, with the power of her true body, Moya could be sure that hardly any True God could see through this flesh.

According to the information from the Demon Prince, that incarnation of the God-King doesn’t even possess the level of a strong Divine Power, not worth mentioning at all.

Unless wielding a special Power that allows the true self and the incarnation to maintain a unique consciousness despite spatial and rule distances, this incarnation could not possibly see through her disguise.

Therefore, in the eyes of others, this is her most authentic appearance.

“Just like this, I’m now indistinguishable from ordinary Demon Gods…”

Though both in the Abyss, at this moment, Moya similarly dared not attract the power of her true body unless she wanted this shell to be assimilated by that power as well.

But this was not a big deal, after all, she was not headed to battle.

“God-King Zeus… I wonder if it’s innate fate, ever since the first time I heard this name, I felt there was some connection between us…”

“Perhaps this is the guidance of fate, the current world God-King and the Mother of Demons of the Abyss, what fitting identities?”

Unable to help but mutter to herself, she felt a bit nervous.

Damn, I forgot to ask, does that Thunder God Zeus have any likes?

…

“…speaking of which, I forgot to ask too.”

“That esteemed Mother of the Abyss, I wonder what she likes?”

Having left the boundary of [862-11-Thunder Pool], she continued to delve deeper into the end of the Abyss.

Not knowing how long the Demon Prince had taken her, until arriving at a desolate plane, Zeus was then told they could stop.

The Demon God didn’t plan to stay long; its only job was to bring Zeus here and then take him back, because Moya didn’t want to meet it.

Although this genuinely annoyed the demon, the Demon Prince didn’t really care about that. Just as it was about to leave, the God-King incarnation stopped it.

What the Mother of Demons likes is indeed a very important question.

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After all, he is not someone like Poseidon who might only force things; Zeus knows the art of tact and strategy.

It’s simple to coerce the weak.

But when facing another power, mere brute force is useless.

To leave a good impression on this important ally, the God-King incarnation also tried to prepare more.

Even if he hadn’t learned about this after coming to the Thunder Pool, he probably would have brought various gifts from the Mortal Realm.

Unfortunately, to Zeus’ question, the Demon Prince knew nothing.

Or it’s better to say that demons never pay attention to such matters, even if it’s different from other Demon Gods.

“…Alright then.”

He shook his head slightly, accepting this fact, and Zeus found a spot to sit in this desolate world.

A faint light flickered in his hand, the God-King initially intended to immediately start a ‘live broadcast’ to his true body, but after hesitating for a moment, he stopped.

Not sure how long it would take for Moya to arrive, to prevent depleting the already scarce Power of the Abyss prematurely, he thought it better to conserve it.

He would wait for the other party to arrive and then find an opportunity to start, after all, when the connection was established, he could sync his previous memories as well.

“There should… be no problem.”

Silently nodding, he looked around the desolate yet surprisingly uncorrupted world that greatly resembled Chaos from the legends of Creation, maintaining his dignity at all times.

He didn’t know if this was useful, but he did it anyway… quietly waiting, unable to distinguish day from night.