Chapter 835 - 416: Hell’s Plan (2)

Chapter 835: Chapter 416: Hell’s Plan (2)

As the time reached deep into the night, the entire world felt unstable during the devouring, and the rules began to flicker in Baiyi’s eyes.

Feeling it, the scarlet in Baiyi’s eyes gradually disappeared.

Turning into the Light Side.

Even though the Dark Side of Alchemy inherited everything, the alchemy energy among the Saint’s Demon could not be replicated by the Dark Side.

Low-end items are fine, they can be created with skill alone, but the higher-end ones are not feasible.

The Light Side is needed to perform some final tasks.

And now the Insect Emperor is about to go mad, he believes Pu Sheng will not act now.

The most important thing is the power the Insect Emperor is accumulating now, which won’t give Pu Sheng the thought of intervening again.

At most, just like a few hours ago, when being stopped, he would throw some highly energetic items over to accelerate the growth of the Insect Race and reduce the Insect Emperor’s consumption.

It’s soon, it’s soon.

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And at this moment, the 9th Floor of Hell.

The dark red sky is full of the aura of rules.

Siel is accompanying Eira, watching everything in the Underworld.

The aura on Siel has completely stabilized, but there is still a hint of oppression on his face.

As the Lord of the Ninth Floor of Hell, it was the first time he felt so powerless.

Even when facing the God of Light, he would not have such an emotion.

After all, that is a God, a God acknowledged by Xia.

But now, what are those three things in the Underworld?

A Divine Abomination Alchemist with exhausted trump cards, a counterfeit Insect Race created by an Alchemist, a Divine Abomination Symbiote of the Abyss.

These three things not only toyed with him but also embarrassingly drove him out of that world.

This humiliation, he could remember for a lifetime.

Eira is an extremely special God.

Humanoid silhouette, the entire body somewhat blurred, like a gathering of mist, no physical form, but you can feel the most essential fear from Him.

His ethereal eyes are profound, as if they contain the entire Hell, just by looking, you know He is a true strong force.

"Unwilling?"

Eira’s voice is very strange, very ethereal and divine, and even contains some kindness and gentleness, which completely mismatches his appearance.

With an already restless mood, Siel’s brows furrowed sharply, a wisp of purple smoke flickered slightly, but recalling who he was facing, he silently suppressed the irritability.

After all, this voice is too familiar to him, the God of Light, once the Guardian of the Human Race, and the most feared, most reviled mighty existence in his heart.

Especially after burning out his Light, now Siel is only Fallen God Siel, not the Blazing Angel Siel he once was.

The shadow is the only sliver of light retained after his fall, just like Lucre’s original Angel’s Feather.

And now, this is gone.

"Who could be willing, I am the Lord of Hell."

Siel spoke sulkily, not very enthusiastic about speaking.

Eira understood Siel’s situation.

But as the Supreme of Hell, he wouldn’t comfort others, calmly stating: "None of that matters, look at this."

The mighty divine power’s observation is not something the Insect Emperor can block now.

Through close observation, even the expressions on the Insect Emperor’s face can be seen clearly.

After all, the Insect Emperor has always been an alchemy creation, even the accumulation is inferior to Baiyi and Pu Sheng.

Otherwise, the two wouldn’t be, he was foolish enough to touch rules with Siel and began gathering a big move to save him.

Siel lifted his gaze, at this moment the Insect Emperor’s face was full of anxiety and unrest, he was crazily expanding troops, frantically devouring the Underworld.

"Gone mad? No..."

Siel murmured, the god’s gaze came to the Underworld through illusions, observing this alchemy creation closely.

Eira’s voice remained so gentle and ethereal: "That one called Baiyi has great ambitions, but that’s all there is to it."

"When this bug dies, take some things over."

In front of Eira, a fist-sized orb appeared.

Buzz~

Crack, crack, crack....

The moment this orb appeared, Hell’s rules began to turn.

Many pitch-black chains extended from the void, quickly wrapping around the orb.

The rules of Hell, the will of the Abyss, these are the mutations and evolutions of world rules.

This evolution can prompt some interventions on its growth by the World Consciousness.

And the Origin Stone condensed from Xia Rules, no matter which world, it has enormous attraction.

These attractions can even let Hell briefly forget the binding of rules, wanting to acquire them.

Such precious things would cause the Ancient Gods to counter the world and continuously create Nightmare Worlds.

Because the Origin Stones of Nightmare Worlds, although not comparable to the true Origin Stone of Xia Rules, they are Origin Stones with Xia Rules.

Siel had a bit of surprise in his eyes, even the irritation from the voice of the God of Light couldn’t interfere with this surprise at this moment.

Eira raised his hand, and Hell’s chains retracted back with a crash, the powerful rules pulled down Hell’s rules, stopping this snatch.

"Baiyi is two sides of a coin, the greatest benefit one can achieve is at most lowering the world’s tier, attempting to control that Underworld with an alchemist’s body."

"But as long as the world’s upper limit remains at this level, then the Underworld can only belong to Hell."

Eira’s form was dispersing: "Accept the Underworld’s summon, it can make you the Controller there, as a Dual Plane God, only the once Blazing Angel, now the Lord of Fall can fulfill this."

"I have a question."

Siel suddenly spoke, his tone restored to that indifference.

"Speak."

"What does Gluttony mean?" Siel took the Origin Stone with one hand, asked calmly: "I don’t think letting him out is a good idea."

Eira paused slightly, his form gradually dispersing: "It doesn’t mean anything, just go with the flow, the Master of the Eighth Floor of Hell, even with you now, doesn’t necessarily have to be Gluttony."

A hint of realization appeared in Siel’s eyes, his entire divine tier relaxed slightly.

If that’s the case, then it makes sense.

Initially, Hell deified Gluttony because it needed a stable coordinate and medium to enter Xia.

And at that time, the Eighth Floor of Hell had just been nurtured, the creatures within were still vying for the Divine Tier.

At this time, if a mighty divine power were to act, it would be very reasonable.

Now....

Gluttony, with his extremely low rationality, went to Xia, with his character, he would definitely not return to Hell to be sealed up.

He would be gluttonous in Xia, offend Ancient Gods or major powers, and be dealt with.

So now, as long as he occupies the Underworld, Hell’s recycling mechanism will reclaim the Divine Tier.

And now, with mighty divine power taking action, it can reelect a more powerful or talented existence as the Master of the Eighth Floor of Hell.

Although this situation requires Eira to give up a precious complete Origin Stone.

But it can allow him to approach the extremely weak World Core of the Underworld by virtue of the underworld’s plea for help, under the permission of the Rule of Hell, to be sealed by the Origin Stone that Eira held filled with Divine Power Inscriptions.

Becoming the God of the Underworld, replacing the position of the Earth God, while also being the Lord of the Ninth Floor of Hell.

The bonus of two planes can still continue to raise His Divine Tier limit.

Once Siel figured it out, he suddenly felt as if the earlier failure wasn’t entirely unacceptable.

If he had conquered the Underworld normally, at most, under his coercion, Gluttony would have the thought of going to Xia.

He would gain nothing, all benefits would belong to Hell.

And now, he became Hell’s reliance, isn’t this where the benefits are?

Putting away the Origin Stone, he silently gazed at the Underworld.

Feeling something.

Siel took steps towards the Hell’s rift.

Feeling the alchemy seal above, he thought for a moment, then raised his hand.

But the next moment, an individual he had somewhat forgotten appeared.

"Your Eminence, doing this isn’t very appropriate."

Feiya bowed his head and spoke gently.

Siel’s eyes were full of silence: "Step aside."

Feiya quietly said: "I was injured by Pu Sheng, so I returned early."

"When I crossed this seal, I discovered it was just a warning seal, take a careful look, provoking the Insect Race now doesn’t seem to align with Hell’s plan."

Siel silently looked at Feiya: "Yuna told you?"

Feiya didn’t speak, just stepped aside from her position, she didn’t directly respond, just gently said: "I am just conveying some information, the final decision is in Your Eminence’s hands."

Once again, with this kind of statement....

He thought of Pu Sheng, and the slight joy in his heart faded away.

Raising his hand, Siel began to probe the alchemy seal. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ

Once he sensed something, he silently retracted his hand, turned and headed towards his throne.

"Heh, Yuna raised a good disciple, I will seek His advice on disciple cultivation methods...."