Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality-Chapter 1035 - 435 Promise and Commitment_2

Chapter 1035 -435 Promise and Commitment_2

Asmodeus was greatly concerned about this, but to his inquiries, the Great Serpent seemed indifferent.

“At that time, it casually told the Lord of the Nine Hells that although the Abyss and Hell seemed separated, they had in fact always been one and the same from the beginning.”

No matter how strong it became, no matter how much Source Power it absorbed, Tartarus could not undergo a fundamental transformation without completely abandoning Hell, as it was something predetermined from the start.

Even in the worst-case scenario, Hell could at least find a way to fend off the influence of the other’s ascension and not shatter as a consequence, which is why Asmodeus was able to put his mind at ease.

But now, when push comes to shove, he suddenly realized that reality might not be as it seemed.

In the depths of the Abyss, a dazzling light illuminates the world.

A tremendous pressure weighed on his shoulders. Although the Abyss had yet to achieve Sublimation, its mighty power was already making the Lord of the Nine Hells feel a thorn in his back.

Could it really be without impact? Seeing all the Law Chains around, Asmodeus began to deeply doubt it.

If it has no impact, then what is this…

“Haha… Why stop? Cronus, let us continue our previously unfinished conversation.”

“As you can see, Tartarus’s performance today is indeed a bit unexpected, which even surprised me, but this also means you should collaborate with me even more…”

“The structure of this realm is intricate and holds great potential, but it is still too fragile… What, are you still worried that it might truly succeed in taking this step, leading to the destruction of Hell? Then you can rest assured.”

“I assure you, that is absolutely not going to happen.”

The voice is calm, with a hint of mirth.

In the shadows of the Divine Palace, the man in black maintained a composed posture.

Unchanged in expression, Asmodeus redirected his attentions back to the interior of the Divine Palace.

Without any irritation from having his thoughts uncovered, the Lord of the Nine Hells earnestly asked:

“You say it’s impossible, but why?”

“Because although I may not understand the domain beyond greatness, nor am I that knowledgeable about fate and the Divine King, I do understand Chaos; I understand the Primordial Gods, and even more so, the order of the world.”

The man in black declared plainly, without keeping anyone in suspense.

“The ascension of Tartarus has indeed exceeded my understanding, and I do not know what exactly influences His success or failure. But at the very least, I can sense that His power, gradually coalescing and ascending from all things in the world, is Chaos itself.”

“Chaos… what a grand concept. But an existence like the Blood Mother Tree is barely tolerated by the present world. So how could the Abyss, which is fit to completely unify everything beyond this world, remain indifferent?”

“Therefore, it is evident that since He has no reaction now, that in itself is His most direct reaction.”

“The Sublimation of Tartarus will not succeed… This is the judgment the current world has made for me.”

Chaos… Chaos!

An epiphany rose in his heart; combining the words of the man in black, Asmodeus felt he could

slightly sense that His power, gradually coalescing and ascending from all the things in this world, is indeed Chaos itself.”

“Chaos… what a grand concept. But an existence like the Blood Mother Tree is barely tolerated by the present world. So how could the Abyss, which is fit to completely unify everything beyond this world, remain indifferent?”

“Therefore, it is evident that since He has no reaction now, that in itself is His most direct reaction.”

“The Sublimation of Tartarus will not succeed… This is the judgment the current world has made for me.”

Chaos… Chaos!

An epiphany rose in his heart; combining the words of the man in black, Asmodeus felt he could

Hell, the Ninth Circle.

In the Divine Palace, seemingly close yet far from Mount Othrys of the past.

The Void gently trembled as Chains of Law, substantial as reality, were stretched to their limits.

Countless rifts emerged and vanished, as if ceaselessly oscillating between life and death.

With a stern expression, the gravity in Asmodeus’s eyes grew heavier.

The secret conversation was forcibly halted due to the sudden changes in Tartarus, affecting the core of Purgatory itself.

His gaze piercing through layers of time and space, the Lord of the Nine Hells watched the dazzling light rising from the Bottom of the Abyss.

Without any forewarning, this ancient Primordial God burst forth with all his power.

An unimaginable transformation thus began its prelude—if he were to succeed, given Hell’s current state, it would likely be unable to contend with the other side any longer.

Great calamity loomed; a single misstep could result in Purgatory facing a devastating blow.

Yet, witnessing all this, Asmodeus was unable to conjure any effective response.

It wasn’t that he hadn’t considered the possibility of Tartarus growing stronger; on the contrary, given the rapid expansion of Abyssal forces in recent years, the Lord of the Nine Hells had discussed the matter with Laine early on.

Asmodeus was deeply worried about this, but in response to his inquiries, the Great Serpent was nonchalant.

At the time, it casually informed the Lord of the Nine Hells that, despite the apparent separation, the Abyss and Hell had, in fact, always been one from the very beginning.

No matter how much stronger it became or how much Source Power it absorbed, Tartarus could not undergo any fundamental transformation without utterly abandoning Hell, which was a predetermined outcome from the start.

Even in the worst-case scenario, Hell should at least be able to negate the influence of the other’s ascent without fracturing, which is why Asmodeus became at ease.

But now, as the situation loomed, he abruptly discovered that the reality might not be as such.

In the depths of the Abyss, radiant light shone across the cosmos.

Under immense pressure, although the Abyss had not yet completed its Sublimation, its potent Strength already left the Lord of the Nine Hells feeling threatened.

Will there really be no consequences? Looking around at the Law Chains, Asmodeus began to doubt deeply.

If there are no consequences, then what is all this about…

“Heh heh… Why stop? Let us continue the unfinished business, Cronus. As you can see, Tartarus’ behavior today is indeed unexpected and even I am a bit surprised, but this means you should be more inclined to collaborate with me…”

“The structure of this realm is quite exquisite and holds great potential, but it is still too fragile… what, are you still worried that it can truly succeed in this step, leading to the downfall of all Hell? Then rest assured.”

“I assure you, it is absolutely impossible for that to happen.”

His voice calm, with a hint of amusement.

In the shadow of the Divine Palace, the man in black was composed.

With an unchanged demeanor, Asmodeus turned his attention back inside the Divine Palace.

Without the annoyance of having his thoughts exposed, the Lord of the Nine Hells asked seriously:

“You say it’s impossible, but why?”

“Although I do not understand the domains beyond greatness, nor am I well-versed in fate and the Divine King, I do understand Chaos, the Primordial Gods, and the Order of the world.”

Speaking calmly, the man in black did not keep him in suspense.

“The ascent of Tartarus is indeed beyond my comprehension, and I do not know what influences its success or failure, but I can at least sense that the strength it gradually condenses and sublimates from all things in the world is Chaos itself.”

“Chaos… what a grand concept. Yet an entity like the Blood Mother Tree is hardly tolerated in the present world. How could the Abyss, qualified to fully unify everything beyond this world, remain indifferent?”

“It is evident, since there is no reaction from it now, that it’s actually the most direct response.”

“The ascension of Tartarus will not succeed… this is the judgment made by the present world on my behalf.”

Chaos… Chaos!

An epiphany arose in his heart; combining the man in black’s words, Asmodeus felt he somewhat