"Gulp gulp"
The sound of a giant beast swallowing water echoed in the deep darkness. If one listened carefully, it sounded like some kind of viscous liquid rolling. In short, it didn't sound like anything good.
This was the Abyss, a place that all creatures who knew the meaning of this name would avoid at all costs.
In fact, if these creatures were given a choice to either go to hell or the Abyss, it was estimated that 100% of them would choose to take a stroll in hell. At the very least, there was no danger of dying there. And once you stepped into the Abyss, your little life would no longer be your own.
That would depend on whether the Goddess of Luck favored you.
Even when the world was ruled by the gods with tyrannical divine power, the Abyss was a place that the supernatural creatures avoided. It was not because the creatures in the Abyss were powerful, but because the Abyss itself was strange and crazy.
In the most ancient legends of the most ancient Gods, the Abyss was a lifeform that possessed its own will. Nightmares were its breathing, madness was its nightmares, the poisonous mist in the air was its impatience, and the Chaos that was everywhere was its blood that dripped onto its body. In any case, this was not a good place to be in, no matter how you looked at it.
Anyone who stepped into the Abyss had their own reasons and reasons. In other words, they were all forced by fate to move forward. They were also a bunch of pitiful people.
What? You're asking me if anyone took the initiative to step into this place?
How is that possible? Would anyone in their right mind be willing to enter this terrible place?
"Buzz"
Somewhere in the Abyss, in the extremely deep darkness, a shadow squeezed out from the viscous space with difficulty. The moment he landed, a seemingly harmless purple flower that was as tall as a person suddenly opened a bloody mouth from its most beautiful stamen and bit down on the shadow who was caught off guard.
"Gulp gulp"
That flower with a big mouth and sharp teeth that made one's scalp numb chewed crazily. But very quickly, it realized that something was wrong. There was no substance in its mouth at all!
"Bang"
The entire strange flower completely exploded in the next moment. Disgusting viscous blood splattered everywhere. That shadow walked out from the remains of the explosion. He raised his head, and there was a trace of disgust on his tired face. He looked left and right, determined the direction, and walked towards the center of this unchanging dark forest.
Looking carefully, his feet were always less than 20 centimeters from the ground. His figure was also somewhat light. He was wearing clothes that were popular a few decades ago, and he was holding a cane in his hand. He was like an old immortal who walked out of time.
Uh, no, he was already dead. This was completely the image of a ghost.
When walking in the Abyss, time was meaningless. There was no clear concept of time in this space. One second here was the same as one thousand years. The concept of time would be stripped from one's consciousness. Therefore, one would not be aware of the problem of the flow of time.
This was the Abyss, a strange and amazing place.
Very soon … Uh, or perhaps he had been trekking for dozens of days. In short, he finally arrived at the center of the dark forest. Along the way, he died at least a hundred times. But every time he died, he would be reborn very quickly. It was as if there was some kind of higher power in the center of his soul that prevented him from dissipating because of death.
In the center of the dark forest, there was a hollowed out mountain. It looked like a palace, but it also looked more like a cemetery. This ghost stood at the entrance without any obstruction. He stretched out his hand and tidied his clothes. The expression on his face became solemn as he strode in.
The mountain was hollowed out, and there were many stone chairs placed in it. On the chair at the front, there was a crystal placed there. It looked like glass that had been burned by fire. It was full of scorch marks, but it was emitting a special kind of light. It was gentle, calm, and deathly still.
He walked to the front of the chair and knelt down on one knee.
"Father … I'm back."
He raised his head and looked at the crystal. His eyes were full of memories. Although most of the memories were not good, and when the owner of the crystal was still alive, their relationship as father and son was not harmonious. But some things, one would only know how precious they were after losing them. Or rather, under the erosion of loneliness, he was about to go crazy.
"I found him … the person who sacrificed himself to save us survivors. I also saw a glimmer of hope. Father, I can't resurrect you, but I once swore to avenge you. The person who destroyed everything we had is still so powerful, so powerful that it makes people despair. But … I saw hope!"
"The contract between the worlds has begun to collapse. The dimensions are merging. An era of chaos is coming. My plan has begun. I can't kill her …"
A ferocious smile appeared on the ghost's face.
"But I can destroy everything that she cherishes the most, just like what she did to us in the past!"
"Ruling the world is meaningless, isn't it? Royalty is not eternal. So, if you can still hear me, pray that my revenge will be successful. This will be the last time I appear in front of you in this lowly form, my father. "
"The final moment of destruction is not too far away. I can feel it. It's not too far away."
He stood up and walked to the chairs at the back. On each of the chairs, there was a piece of burned crystal. His gaze was sometimes warm, sometimes disdainful, sometimes disgusted, and sometimes crazy. Finally, he walked to the last of the twelve chairs in the third row. It was an empty seat. He sat on it as if it was his seat.
He looked around. There were only burned crystals on the chairs, but in his eyes, it was as if he had returned to the time when Mount Olympus was still standing in the sky. Around him were his brothers with different personalities.
"Athena, Apollo, Aphrodite … Soon … Soon … It won't be too far away."
He closed his eyes as if he had really returned home. He placed his hands on both sides of the chair.
"But before that, I have to find that damned Paradise Island. The last time, when I was closest to success, it was ruined by those disgusting traitors. This time, it won't happen again. I will get rid of all unstable factors and bring disaster and endless war to this world!"
"I swear!"
"In my name … In the name of Ares!"
Compared to the strange, dangerous, and crazy Abyss, the changes in the present world were so fast that it was difficult for people to understand and accept.
In the blink of an eye, three days had passed since the battle in the New York Sanctum. The threat of Domumu had been completely eliminated. This world had brushed past the claws of the Dark Realm Lord. The ordinary people living here would never know how close they were to death. They still lived their lives happily and regarded it as the most important thing in their lives.
And those who had witnessed this battle would not spread it around, so everyone was actually living their own lives, and this had never changed.
Saber sat helplessly in the living room of Christian's villa in Gotham. Opposite him, the little girl sat on another sofa with her arms crossed and legs crossed. She was wearing a white T-shirt with a dark red logo that spelled out a sentence, "Slaughter is the best medicine."
She stared fiercely at Saber and the people behind him. Anyone who was swept by this gaze could not help but lower their heads.
"So, you guys went to New York to fight with others! Left me alone in Gotham to deal with this mess! "
Catherine screamed. "You b * tches! Bastards! Bastards! I'm not your nanny. You guys sneaked out to play behind my back! Return! No! With! Me! Bastards! "
"Hey, be quiet, little girl."
Saber took a bottle of wine from Santas, twisted the cap, and took a sip. "Don't you have Emma and the others to accompany you? Moreover, don't think that I don't know that the affairs of The Devil Gang are being handled by Robin and the others. You're playing with those kids in the bar every day! We're going to fight with our lives on the line. How can I let you go to the battlefield? The men of The Devil Gang are not all dead yet. "
These words made Catherine's originally domineering aura weaken. She snorted arrogantly, turned her head, and ignored Saber. Then, she saw a group of young people leaning against the railing on the second floor, watching the show. She immediately found a target to vent her anger.
"You guys! Come down! Are you guys laughing at me? "
Aylor rolled his eyes and said to Alanak beside him, "Oh no, the little princess's hatred has shifted."
The black man scratched his head. "Then, should we go down?"
Saks shrugged, turned over, and jumped down from the second floor. He spread his bat wings in the air, but retracted them when he landed. Then, he felt Saber's cold gaze. Saks, who was so proud of himself, turned pale. He had forgotten about Saber's warning.
Don't! Don't let Catherine know that we have a contract with a demon …
"We're done for!"
A drop of cold sweat fell from Saks's face. Catherine had completely forgotten her anger. She rushed to Saks's side and searched his back.
"What's that? What's that? I saw your wings! When did you grow wings? You bastard! Let me see! Quick! "
Saks demonized again with a bitter look on his face. His body was covered with purplish black scales, dark green bat wings appeared on his back, and long demon horns appeared on his head. Even his legs had become inverted. The chaotic and crazy aura set off a small storm in the living room, especially when he opened his bat wings. Amidst the chaos and ferocity, there was also a trace of the most primitive violent beauty.
This scene seemed to have frightened Catherine. The little girl took two steps back. Her eyes were wide open, and her mouth was agape. She seemed to be unable to accept this scene. However, a moment later, she let out a scream of joy, like a little girl who had found a new toy.
"Really!!! Man, where did this come from? I want it too! "
Slap!
Saber slapped his face with his hand. The thing he was most worried about had happened. However, he could not reject Catherine's strange requests. It seemed that Constantine would be busy for a while.
This might be doting, but they were his family after all. Letting them get everything they wanted was something he should do and had to do, wasn't it?
However, the next moment, a gloomy Lewis rushed into the living room and whispered in Saber's ear.
"Boss, Constantine ran away!"
Bang!
The wine bottle in Saber's hand was crushed, and glass shards flew everywhere. He turned to look at Lewis.
"What happened?"
"He used a strange method to knock out the eight brothers who were guarding him. He ran away last night and took the book with him."
Enduring Saber's murderous aura, Lewis said with difficulty, "I've sent the best assassins to go after him. They will definitely bring him back!"
"Let them come back!"
Saber snorted and took a deep breath. "I'll go personally! It seems that this time, I'll have to put a leash on him. Did Chandler run away? "
Lewis shook his head.
"No, that guy is very honest. He's being Sergues's chauffeur. I don't know if it's just my imagination … but he seems to be enjoying it."
Saber was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.
"Alright, you don't have to worry about this anymore. Make the necessary arrangements. I'm going to New York. I'll bring that bastard back. As for Kevin's ceremony … you have to be careful!"
"Mm! I'll take care of it! Boss, don't worry! "
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