"This is … the Insect Erosion Passage?"
Odín's eyes widened as she stared at the huge sphere floating in the air in front of her. Tiny patterns appeared on its surface, and its entire body presented a dim yellow and red luster. It reminded her of those dead stars in the universe. It was cold and silent, but it also hid a rich and oppressive power.
This stone sphere had a diameter of fifteen meters, like the eye of a Titan, but in Odín's eyes, it was still too small. According to her father's description, the gravitational waves had crushed and torn apart the entire Insect Erosion Passage, compressing it into such a small sphere.
Although she did not see the full appearance of the Insect Erosion Passage, it should not be much smaller than Airadia's. It was hard to imagine that this was the final appearance of a world after it was compressed. Odín was horrified. What kind of power did her father use to create such a cold and terrifying thing?
Presumably, it would not be long before the people in the Astral Plane spread word by word that the Black Emperor had destroyed a world and made nearly ten million demons into his collection, adding them to his display cabinet.
She tried to touch the sphere and found that it was not as rough as it looked. It was smooth and flat to the touch, like touching a delicate ceramic. It was as if the whole thing would shatter with just the slightest force.
Odín exerted her strength.
She did not feel any feedback of power. The stone sphere was very heavy and firm.
She immediately focused and used her divine power to push it, but the sphere with a diameter of fifteen meters remained in a static state, not moving at all.
On the other side, Azliers was already shocked to the extreme. He was stronger and sharper than Odín. Even though they were separated by a world wall, he could still sense the destructive waves coming from the Insect Erosion Passage. The Black Dragon really did not speak arrogantly and destroy the world that the demons had excavated for hundreds of years by himself.
He looked at Odín trying to push the stone ball and suddenly remembered some history. It was said that not long after the creation of the world, the demon Diroos was born by the will of the abyss. It was the first demon in history and also the true ruler of the abyss. It was far more powerful than the current pillar gods.
Diroos quickly passed the initial period of ignorance and completed the exploration of his birthplace. After that, he left the Abyss for the Astral Plane, leaving behind a blasphemous Sin Slate at the edge of the Origin Sea. At that time, the gods used all means and methods, but they could not move the Sin Slate at all, let alone destroy it.
It wasn't until the Serpent of Inception passed through the Origin Sea that the stone tablet was taken away. This was how Di Roos arrogantly displayed his strength.
Now, Azliers was facing a similar display of power.
The Lord Of The Infernal Prison had a bad feeling.
"Unfortunately, this is the best I can do," Caesar said with a hint of regret.
"Is this still not enough?
Do you really want to compress a world into a bead and carry it around with you? "Odín finally gave up trying to push the stone ball and moved his little face closer.
"That's not what I meant."
Black Dragon shook his head. He had a clear idea. If he continued to strengthen the gravitational source of the insect erosion tunnel and continuously compress it, he would soon be able to create an absolutely dense "Dark Realm" that distorted spacetime. This Dark Realm would devour all tangible or intangible objects. No element, soul, god, or even light would be able to escape.
Unfortunately, he was still unable to do this with his current strength and body. After all, this was an authority that reigned above the gods.
"Azliers, why don't you come over and talk?"
Caesar looked toward the Lord Of The Infernal Prison.
Showing off. Azliers snorted inwardly. He glanced at the Black Dragon and slowly floated over.
"The insect erosion tunnel has been destroyed. The threat of Airadia has been eliminated. You have nothing to worry about. Just go back and sleep," the Flame Devil said coldly.
"However, you must be careful of the Dark Cloud Monarch. He will not forget Förcharik's death."
"Have you been to the Bloody War in Hell?"
"Of course. Which Lord of the Abyss has not been to the Bloody War? However, that was many years ago. Now that the demons have invaded, the situation in Hell might have changed a lot."
"Dad wants to go to the Bloody War?" Odín interrupted. "I want to go too."
"The Bloody War is a hundred times more intense than the insect erosion tunnel. It's not suitable for a young dragon."
Azliers curled his lips in disdain. "If this guy wants to go, then let him go alone."
"Ah." Odín's little face fell.
Lightning suddenly flashed in the dark sky, illuminating the undulating mountain ridges in the distance, as well as countless corpses strewn all over the place. This half-plane originally belonged to the Achilles Birdmen, but it was now occupied by Eladia's army. It was used by Odin as a node to attack the worm-eaten tunnel.
It was already very late. The army was retreating and returning to the material world. Azliers scratched his chin in boredom and turned to the Black Dragon. "You said you want to go to the Bloody War in Hell. Is that true?
What does it have to do with you? "
"It's true."
Caesar looked up at the sky of the half plane and seemed to be thinking about something. He smiled silently and grinned. "The Bloody War has nothing to do with me. However, I heard that Dius and Bahamut are both fighting in Hell. They once gave me a lot of support. Now that I have the ability, of course I will find a way to help them."
"Looks like you really want to die."
Azliers whispered. "The Lord of the Dark Cloud, the Demon Prince, and the Undead King, the three Abyss Pillar Gods, have all come to Hell. The Sun King, the Mother of Magic, and the Lord of the Elves are also fighting in the Bloody War. The most terrifying one is Asmodeus, the Lord of Nine Hells. Are you sure about his attitude towards you?"
"Don't mention the Abyss Pillar Gods. They are enemies. I don't care about the Lord of Nine Hells' attitude. He can't make enemies for himself at this time. As for the three Lords … I have been hiding in Airadia for so long. There will be a time when I will go out. If they want to fight, they can try."
Caesar smiled. "Although Hell is dangerous, it is not as terrible as you said. Dius, Mad Clamour, and those mutated dragons should be my allies. I should go and meet them."
"If you want to die, there is nothing I can do. But don't expect me to help you."
"Not with me?"
"The Blood War is meaningless to me. I want to return to the Abyss."
The Lord Of The Infernal Prison snorted. "When I first came to the material world, I did not expect to stay in Airadia for so long. I did not bring many important things with me. Now that the Abyss Pillar Gods have all come to Hell, even the insect erosion and crushing of the tunnel and Förcharik's death did not attract the attention of others. This is a great opportunity. I can take the opportunity to return to the Abyss and take back what belongs to me."
"Return to the 606th floor of the Abyss?"
"Yes. After such a long time, a new lord may have been born there. But only I can open the door to the Infernal Prison." Azliers' tone was full of pride. "I will be sublimated in the Infernal Prison."
"That is good."
Caesar nodded and stretched out his claw. "You wait in the Infernal Prison. I will bring the status of the Lord of the Dark Cloud here."
Azliers looked at him in confusion. He hesitated for a moment and stretched out his flaming claw. "I hope you can do it."
"I will." Caesar held it.