Chapter 705
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While Roland was busy searching without any clues, his brother, Cavendish, wasn't in a good mood either.
Right now, he was standing on a special area without the power of the abyss. This was a certain secret realm on the 33rd level of the abyss, but it was actually the deepest part of the abyss.
Above his head was an endless flight of stairs, but Cavendish was sulking as he stared at the pitch-black Void Gate.
Everything went smoothly in the beginning. He obtained the information about entering the abyss from Cynthia's soul fragment. But then, he was blocked by this Void Gate.
This gate was formed by Cynthia's divine power. It was also her final line of defense. Only she could pass through it.
At first, Cavendish thought that obtaining Cynthia's soul would be enough to break through this line of defense. But it turned out that he had underestimated the madness of this ultimate of Chaos.
Nobody expected that the soul fragment that lingered in Cavendish's mind was only an incomplete part. The real Cynthia had already begun her usual evolutionary plan more than a hundred years ago.
"The Child of Chaos? Cutting herself into hundreds of pieces and then letting the strong prey on the weak? That woman is simply insane. "
Anyone who knew about Cynthia's situation would probably think that this God of Creation had already gone insane.
More than two hundred years ago, as the end of Chaos, she split her soul into hundreds of pieces and scattered them into the River Styx. More than a hundred Ladies of Chaos were born in these two hundred years continuously.
These souls could be said to be individual individuals. They had their own memories and personalities. In fact, some of them had even reincarnated multiple times due to accidents.
Their uniqueness was not only their astonishing talents, but also their natural hostility. When two Ladies of Chaos met, killing and devouring were unavoidable. The winner would obtain everything that the loser had.
In every Holy War, due to the pull of karma, all the Ladies of Chaos would meet in the end. Some of them were human princesses, some were troll huntresses, and some were even social beauties of nobles. But no matter who they were, the outcome of killing each other was unavoidable. The final winner would return to the Will of Abyss and become the new "Cynthia".
The original Cynthia? She had probably lost her sense of self a long time ago. The current "Cynthia" was more like a system than a person. She herself was the pinnacle of Chaos, the amalgamation of many consciousnesses.
As for whether she would be the one laughing in the end? From the very beginning, "Cynthia" probably didn't care.
And in the endless slaughter and devouring, 'Cynthia' obtained countless memories and knowledge, as well as all sorts of experiences of growing up from weak to strong. She was the incarnation of Chaos, a composite of endless personalities.
And this wouldn't be the first time. In fact, every Holy War would be a "period of internal conflict" for her. The sparks and new knowledge she gained in the Holy War would become her nourishment.
While her physical body was in a deep slumber, Cynthia, who had control over the Cycle of Reincarnation, had this cheat method to constantly grow and strengthen herself. The so-called will of the Chaos Abyss was only one of the most unique souls out of several hundred. She carried out her duties as the ruler of the Chaos Abyss, but she had no idea that she was only a part of the "Chaos" system.
The true task of the will of the Chaos Abyss was to scatter these soul shards into the River Styx two hundred years before the Holy War began so that they could transform into a new generation of Chaos Girls.
Only the final Chaos Girls would have the ability to break through this final defense and return to Cynthia's physical body to become a new collective.
All power originated from the soul. This was the foundational natural law of the world of Aichy.
Since Cynthia's physical body was unable to evolve, she chose to use this type of Chaos to "evolve" her own soul. And once her physical body truly recovered, her even more powerful soul would make her truly undefeatable.
Every Holy War would be a harvest feast for Cynthia. Not only would the souls of all who entered the River Styx nourish her physical body, the countless new knowledge and inheritances from her most brilliant generation would also make this Creator Goddess even more powerful.
"How many more Chaos Girls are there?"
"Fifty-seven. We're controlling a total of thirteen. "
Fifty-seven crystal lamps were faintly glowing on the walls of the void. Next to them, there were more than two hundred extinguished crystal lamps.
This indirectly proved that when Cynthia was at her craziest, she had created more than three hundred Chaos Girls at the same time. And not all of them were female.
Over the past eight years, Cavendish had used the chips in his hands to actively kill the Chaos Girls who had yet to awaken. At least fifty Chaos Girls had directly or indirectly died by his hand.
His current goal was probably to kill the other Chaos Girls and then transform the one he controlled into "Cynthia". Then he would enter the void wall and find the physical body of the Chaos Abyss Goddess.
"Soon, more Chaos Girls will awaken. I want Donatis and 'Deceiver' to speed up the process and ignite the entire world with the flames of war. We want all the Chaos Girls to return here!"
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