“Impressive, impressive,” Mike clapped his hands in admiration.
Shadow Three had made a bold move, blowing up the Ebon Abyss and wiping out the demon race corps.
Of course, such an explosion posed a lethal threat to those below Battle Chief level. Battle Chief and Battle Lord-tier demon creatures could survive due to their strength. That’s why Shadow Seven was called in.
During the explosion, she decisively struck, killing a demon race Battle Lord and reaping significant rewards.
Listening to Shadow Seven’s description, Mike couldn’t help but feel a bit emotional. The destruction of two corps was just the appetizer for the entire great battle. What kind of grand scene would the main course be? It was hard to imagine.
“Shadow One went with Professor Gregory for negotiations,” Shadow Seven mentioned casually.
Hearing this, Mike raised an eyebrow. Negotiations?
Shadow Seven patiently explained, “In battles of this magnitude, every time a potential Supreme Being appears, there’s always a fight.
But this time, it happened particularly quickly.
If the battle escalates further, it could turn into a life-and-death struggle between the two races. Neither side wants to have a decisive battle at this moment, so fighting while negotiating is the norm.”
“Why do the Abyssal Planes fight separately?” Mike was curious and voiced his question, “Demon creatures are definitely intelligent, even very smart. Over the past three centuries, even if there were dumb demon gods, they should have been eliminated by now. Why aren’t they uniting at a time like this?”
“Good question. I asked Professor Gregory the same thing back in the day,” Shadow Seven nodded in satisfaction, feeling she had found a kindred spirit. A kindred spirit with low intelligence. With an existing answer, Shadow Seven just needed to repeat it, “To understand this, you first need to know one thing: there are two types of demon gods!”
Mike was puzzled, “Two types?”
“Yes,” Shadow Seven nodded, “The first type of demon god, [Primordial Demon God], is formed by demon creatures in the Abyssal Plane continuously breaking through and advancing, or directly shaped by the Abyssal Plane’s essence.”
To help Mike understand, Shadow Seven gave an example, “Demon god Vortexarchon is a representative of the [Primordial Demon God]. As long as the Abyssal Plane exists, Primordial Demon Gods will be born continuously.”
Mike nodded thoughtfully, signaling for Seven Bro to continue.
“The second type of demon god, we call [Exiled Demon God]. They fled from the Tower of Truth to the Abyssal Plane and are part of the [Supreme Demon God].”
Exiled Demon Gods were part of the Supreme Demon God! Mike’s expression turned serious as he immediately guessed a possibility.
The Fourth Demon God, that demonic eye… was originally the eye of the Supreme Demon God?!
Even a single eye could become a demon god-level demon creature. How terrifying must the Supreme Demon God’s power be?
Shadow Seven didn’t notice Mike’s reaction and continued, “These [Exiled Demon Gods] fight each other. If they successfully kill one another and absorb the other’s essence, they become stronger!”
This was easy to understand. [Exiled Demon Gods] were essentially from the same origin, and their strength sources were identical. The victor would directly absorb all the energy of the defeated.
Mike asked, puzzled, “Does that mean if the Exiled Demon Gods devour each other, the last one standing will revive the Supreme Demon God?”
Shadow Seven shook her head, denying it, “No, because half of the Supreme Demon God’s source is still dormant in the Abyssal Plane. Even if all the [Exiled Demon Gods] outside merge, they would only be half of the Supreme God’s source. To revive the [Supreme Demon God], they would still need to fight each other.”
With this explanation, Mike had a clear picture of the power dynamics.
The entire abyssal faction was divided into three forces: Exiled Demon Gods, Primordial Demon Gods, and the dormant Supreme Demon God (50%).
Exiled Demon Gods were mortal enemies, never hesitating to kill each other if given the chance. Because they shared the same origin, killing and devouring each other would lead to greater power.
At the same time, Exiled Demon Gods were the least willing to see the [Supreme Demon God] awaken! If the [Supreme Demon God] awoke, the first thing he would do is devour all the [Exiled Demon Gods] to restore his peak power.
[Primordial Demon Gods] tend to be like fence-sitters between the [Supreme Demon Gods] and the [Exiled Demon Gods]. They sway towards whichever side appears stronger.
Based on their different stances, [Primordial] and [Exiled] demon gods have different attitudes towards humanity! For [Primordial Demon Gods], they avoid provoking humanity if possible.
Today’s humanity is not the same as it was three hundred years ago. Three Supreme Beings have emerged, each causing havoc in the abyss. Eighteen demon gods were reduced to thirteen through sheer force! Attacking humanity now, even with slight missteps, would result in heavy losses.
Among the three abyssal factions, the dormant [Supreme Demon God] is the most feared by humanity! If he awakens and restores his peak power, it would spell absolute doom for humanity, even with the protection of Supreme Beings.
“As for the [Exiled Demon Gods]…” Shadow Seven hesitated, unsure if she should share this information with Deathsinger.
“It’s not a particularly important secret. You’ll learn it when you reach Battle Chief level. There’s a rumor that if [Exiled Demon Gods] can return to the Tower of Truth, they can wash away their [Supreme Mark]. I’m not sure what that means exactly, but Apollo knows more.”
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The abyss was divided into three major factions, each with different demands and interests. Uniting them was no easy task.
If they could have united three hundred years ago, humanity would have been wiped out, and there wouldn’t have been the Blood War. What couldn’t be done then still couldn’t be done
three hundred years later.
This battle, with humanity fighting four Abyssal Planes at once, was not only the limit of humanity’s potential but also the limit of the demon race’s ability to unite!
Thinking about this, Mike couldn’t help but shake his head. “It won’t be that simple. Even if other Abyssal Planes don’t participate, they won’t just sit by and watch, content to be
spectators.”
Stirring up trouble. Profiting from others’ conflicts. These simple truths were understood by both Mike and the demon race. In other words, the pressure faced by humanity’s negotiation
team was also beyond expectations.
“Ding-”
As Shadow Seven and Mike conversed, the sound of a lyre echoed. The lyre’s sound came from the upper levels of the Tower of Truth!
Mike and Shadow Seven both looked up. The top of the Tower of Truth was shrouded in
clouds, obscuring their view.
Unless you happened to have the SSS-grade talent [Eye of Truth].
Mike ‘saw’: On a cloud, Professor Gregory stood, conversing with someone across the
distance.
Gregory Blackwell looked out, curiously asking, “Is this the ninety-ninth floor?”
Apollo’s voice responded, “Yes.”
“Want to come in and take a look?” Apollo’s tone was casual, as if inviting someone to his
home.
“No,” Gregory Blackwell waved his hand, “I’ll wait until my talent awakens a second time. I’ll climb up through my own efforts. The view will be better then.”
“…”
“If you want to say ‘boring,’ just say it. Don’t hold back,” Gregory Blackwell said casually, even rolling up his sleeves to try and grab a cloud.
Apollo spoke again, “Have you answered the question I asked earlier?”
This time, the Abyss specifically requested Gregory to participate in the negotiation. Gregory Blackwell agreed to this condition. After the negotiation, he could go to the front lines to find Supreme Being Ares and attempt the Second Awakening of his talent.
“I went back and studied the question you asked me thoroughly,” Gregory Blackwell said, repeating the question. In the Forest of Truth, Mike clearly ‘saw’ Gregory Blackwell’s words.
[Are there those born with innate knowledge?]
This was the question Apollo had asked Gregory Blackwell. In an instant, Mike’s pupils
contracted slightly!
Was this referring to… travelers from another world?
Aside from his SSS-grade talent, being a transmigrator was Mike’s biggest secret!
With his heart in his throat, Mike waited for Professor Gregory’s response. Above the clouds, the conversation between Gregory Blackwell and Apollo continued.
“I thought about it for a long time before I came up with this answer,” Gregory Blackwell
said, nodding slowly. “There are indeed those who are born with innate knowledge.”
Apollo was speechless.
Five minutes later, Apollo’s voice sounded again,
“Professor, please enlighten me.”