Chapter 186: Destroying Hell, Shocking Eternity!
As a supreme god, mere speed is simply not worth mentioning.
As long as one masters the laws, or even manipulates time, instantly obliterating enemies is an everyday occurrence.
However.
The amethyst energy that had just erupted truly shocked Eternity above the firmament!
He saw through the details of the energy at a single glance.
Infinity Stones!
This is the materialized carrier of Nemesis's power.
In the vast Universe, those who borrow the power of the stones are as numerous as hairs on an ox, but to forcibly transform the origin of a creation god into one's own possession...
Eternity has lived for countless epochs and has never seen such a thing.
This is simply cutting flesh straight off Nemesis!
Even for the five major creation gods of theirs, it is absolutely impossible to forcibly plunder someone else's origin and turn it into their own use.
What kind of incomprehensible monster is Ryan anyway?
How on earth did he pull off such an outrageous trick?
Eternity stood dumbfounded in the clouds, his mind in utter chaos, and his eyes filled with undisguised horror.
...
Returning to the battlefield.
With just a casual basic attack, Ryan cleaved the cross-border descending Mephisto into symmetrical halves.
The Avengers in the distance collectively petrified, their brains completely crashed.
They completely couldn't figure out the situation before them.
Clearly it was just a seemingly ordinary slash, why was the awe-inspiring Hell Lord cleaved apart just like that?
Completely defenseless!
The heroes looked at each other in dismay, unable to even utter a coherent sentence.
Unlike Eternity high above, they couldn't see through Ryan's depth, only knowing that the young man in front of them was ridiculously strong.
Under the terrifying coercion unintentionally emitted by Ryan.
This group of superheroes all held their breath, not even daring to breathe heavily.
Ryan had no mind to bother with the onlookers.
His gaze locked tightly onto the debris ahead, his expression revealing a bit of seriousness.
He was one hundred percent certain.
The red-skinned old ghost hadn't kicked the bucket yet!
Although the shell was broken and looked devoid of vitality, he acutely sensed that the soul fluctuation still existed.
Sure enough.
The two broken halves of the body quickly turned into a pool of pure energy, drifting in the night sky.
Shortly after.
Mephisto's figure re-converged and took shape not far away.
"Surprised or not? Do you feel like your deep revenge has been fulfilled?"
Mephisto's mouth twitched into a mocking smile, looking at Ryan with a provocative face.
"You are merely a tortoise-like dimensional lord."
Ryan's tone was icy, his gaze sharp.
He had already figured out the old ghost's background.
The opponent had obviously developed the traits of a dimensional lord to an unfathomable degree, completely binding his soul deep within Hell.
As long as his lair is not destroyed, no matter how he is killed, the opponent can consume magic to infinitely reshape his physical body.
Chop one body to pieces, and he can immediately mold a new one.
It is indeed disgusting enough.
Of course, everything has a price.
This deep binding means that once leaving the base camp, the World suppression suffered will also double.
Ordinary dimensional demon gods on a business trip are suppressed by at most fifty percent of their combat power, while Mephisto was stripped of at least eighty percent or more.
No wonder the tactile feel of fighting just now was so soft.
"Indeed, completely killing you will take some effort."
"But one thing is certain, you can forget about ever taking back your spoils of war in this lifetime."
Ryan's mouth curved upward.
With a flip of one hand.
An orb emitting micro-light appeared in his palm.
Sealed inside the orb were precisely the various rare materials dropped from the projection earlier.
Seeing the pulsating orb, the banter on Mephisto's face froze instantly.
This feeling was like watching a lottery ticket that won the grand prize clenched in someone else's hands, while he couldn't touch even a fraction of it.
This heart-scratching and liver-clawing feeling of grievance is something ordinary people simply cannot comprehend.
Mephisto stared fiercely at Ryan, having already greeted Ryan's ancestors down to the eighteenth generation in his heart.
If looks could kill, Ryan would have been hacked into a thousand pieces long ago.
The more the red-skinned old ghost thought about it, the angrier he got, until his entire body trembled violently out of anger.
"Human boy, you've got guts."
"You are the first human in countless years to make Kingthis furious."
"Today, even if the Ancient One of Kamar-Taj personally steps in, she cannot protect your life!"
Mephisto bit through a mouthful of steel teeth, completely falling into a rage.
Even at the cost of consuming his origin, he must slaughter this audacious scumbag today.
The old ghost locked onto Ryan tightly, his lips moving frantically.
A series of eerie and obscure incantations spewed out.
Accompanying the echoing incantation, a spine-chilling evil aura expanded wildly around him.
Unlike Dormammu's pure darkness and Galactus's endless devouring.
What Mephisto exuded was a nauseating, pure evil.
Any normal lifeform, upon feeling this aura, would generate a strong physiological aversion from the bottom of their heart.
The moment the spell formed.
A deep pitch-black fissure suddenly tore open in mid-air.
"Bzz bzz bzz..."
A spine-chilling sound resembling millions of wasps frantically vibrating their wings resounded through the night sky.
From within the pitch-black fissure, densely packed eerie beetles surged out like a tide.
The bugs were not large in size, rendering a sickly green hue throughout their bodies.
Most terrifyingly, their dorsal shells were imprinted with lifelike, ferocious skull patterns.
As their wings vibrated frantically, they appeared increasingly ferocious.
Tens of thousands of beetles converged into a sky-blocking cloud of bugs, roaring and sweeping toward Ryan.
Facing the oncoming swarm of bugs, Ryan didn't hesitate at all, raising his hand to slash out a violent sword Qi.
"Clang clang!"
The purple blade hacked fiercely against the surface of the bug cloud, surprisingly colliding with a harsh metallic clashing sound.
These seemingly inconspicuous flying insects were only cleaved back by a few meters, then vibrated their wings again to pounce and kill as if nothing had happened.
Ryan's expression instantly became solemn.
What the hell are these things?
He had perused countless precious tomes of Kamar-Taj, yet he had never seen such a hard and eerie zerg race.
"Ding!"
"Nauseating evil aura detected, your [Crimson Contract Chains] expresses extreme excitement!"
"Faced with the new ingredient ahead, your [Crimson Contract Chains] is drooling."
"Crunchy, chicken-flavored, rich in high protein, eat one and you'll want another!"
Listening to the prompt sound in his mind, several black lines instantly appeared on Ryan's forehead.
This kind of evil object that could give you half a month of nightmares just by looking at it couldn't possibly be associated with good things, right?
And eat them one by one?
Do you think you are a wilderness survival expert standing at the top of the food chain?!
Although complaining wildly in his heart, Ryan's movements under his hands were not slow at all.
His mind moved slightly.
Instantly, hundreds of thick, crimson-dazzling chains protruded from his back, quickly spiraling into an impregnable defensive formation.
Seeing this, Mephisto's expression instantly turned gloomy.
He thought Ryan had already exhausted his tricks and intended to hold his ground defensively.
The old ghost blossomed with joy in his heart.
This group of precious beetles was no ordinary merchandise; they were mutant species bred from the fallen grounds of the gods at the very bottom of Hell, specially feeding on the remains of various gods.
Even as a Hell Lord, he had to muster twelve hundred thousand spirits when manipulating them on ordinary days, and a slight carelessness would lead to a miserable backlash.
Using them to deal with a brash fellow who only knew how to brawl was simply a dimensional reduction strike!
As long as this brat in front was tainted even a little bit by these starving ghosts, he would definitely die without a whole corpse!
Mephisto's mind had even fantasized about the wonderful picture of Ryan being bitten by ten thousand insects, rolling on the ground and wailing.
He widened his bloodshot eyes, staring with full anticipation as the bug cloud whistled and enveloped Ryan.
Joyfully waiting to appreciate the bloody feast that followed.
However.
A mere half-second later.
The wild joy on Mephisto's face completely froze.
The hundreds of crimson tentacles spiraling behind Ryan, like venomous snakes ready to strike, suddenly transformed into red spears filling the sky!
"Swish swish swish!"
Accompanied by a harsh sound of breaking through the air, the chains plunged into the insect swarm with absolute precision.
Every single red tip pierced tightly through a skull beetle.
Leaving only a large, dazzling patch of crimson afterimages in mid-air.
Shortly after.
The hard beetles that were invulnerable to swords and spears just moments before crashed down to the ground like dumplings being dropped into a pot, crackling all the way.
Chapter 187 Chain Mutation, Cross-Boundary Penetration!
"What the hell!"
Mephisto's eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.
"How did you do that? It's absolutely impossible!"
"These are all exotic species raised by feeding on Godcorpses!"
At the very bottom of Hell lay a massive corpse of a Celestials member.
This thing not only produced massive amounts of rare materials, but also bred countless terrifying creatures.
There is a guy called The Collector in the Universe who became richer than a nation just by relying on half of a God's head.
Mephisto sat on an entire corpse, so the benefits he reaped were naturally even greater.
The beetles in front of him grew up eating the flesh and blood of deities.
Their shells were outrageously hard, impenetrable even by magic.
Their destructive power was even more frighteningly strong, capable of gnawing clean even the bones of Gods.
This could be said to be his ultimate trump card.
Who could have expected that Ryan casually threw out a hand of magic and instantly wiped out the swarm of bugs.
It was simply too absurd.
You must know that this group of bugs naturally came with magic resistance, capable of reducing spell damage by over eighty percent.
The remaining twenty percent of the power from Ryan's attack could actually clear the field?
It was simply a fantasy!
How could such terrifying methods exist on Earth?
Even the old devil himself didn't know how!
Why did a brat on the opposite side understand it?
Mephisto was completely dumbfounded.
The battlefield instantly fell into a dead silence.
Just like all the enemies encountered in the past, after seeing Ryan make a move, they were all silenced.
Mephisto also had an unlucky expression of having seen a ghost, his mouth wide open.
His brain right now must definitely have been caught in a door.
If there was some drool hanging from his lips, people would believe it even if he were sent straight to a psychiatric hospital.
In just these short two seconds.
The ruins under Ryan's feet were covered with a dense layer of black spots.
Not only did the swarm die out completely.
Every single one of them was left with only a layer of brittle empty shells.
The flesh and blood essence inside seemed as if it had been sucked dry by some monster.
Clatter.
The last bug corpse shattered on the stone slab.
The Crimson Chains behind Ryan slowly retracted, and a faint hint of emerald green quietly appeared within the red light.
No one noticed this slight abnormality.
Ryan had already retracted all the tentacles into the void.
He raised his head and stared straight at the old ghost ahead.
"Old devil, if you have any other unique skills, hurry up and use them."
Ryan said in a calm tone, "If you don't hurry, you'll be on your way soon."
On the surface, he was as steady as an old dog, but in reality, his insides were churning.
Massive amounts of pure energy were frantically pouring backward into his body along the chains.
For a moment, even with his perverted physique, he felt like his whole body was about to burst.
If it weren't for needing time to digest this energy, he would have rushed up and torn the old ghost apart long ago.
However, the old devil on the opposite side was also obviously intimidated.
The two of them stared at each other big-eye to small-eye for a moment, neither daring to make the first move.
Mephisto swallowed a mouthful of saliva, forcefully suppressing the shock in his heart.
"Human brat, stop bragging here."
"I'm standing right here, what can you do to me?"
"I am the Space Lord who rules the abyss."
"As long as I lift a finger, I will instantly turn you to ashes."
The words were spoken fiercely, but he didn't move even half a step.
Anyone with half a brain could see that he was badly frightened by Ryan's move just now.
"Dimensional lords are worth shit."
Ryan narrowed his eyes, "As long as your soul shatters, you will still die, right?"
"You are quite right."
Mephisto grinned with a mocking expression, "The problem is, on what basis can you hurt my soul?"
"I'm going to stand here without moving today and let you hit me!"
"If you can break through my bottom-line defense, I'll write my name backwards!"
"If you have the guts, do it! Come hit me!"
The old ghost's face was plastered with unreasonable madness.
As a top-tier dimensional demon God.
His soul had long been tightly bound together with the core of Hell.
In other words.
His true spirit wasn't on Earth at all.
What remained on Earth was merely a projection shell condensed from magic power.
Want to shatter his true spirit across the shell?
It was simply daydreaming.
Even the legendary high-and-mighty Creation Gods couldn't do it!
He simply didn't believe Ryan had such defying-the-heavens methods.
Absolutely impossible!
Mephisto stayed right there, waiting to see Ryan make a fool of himself.
On the other side, the corners of Ryan's mouth curled up.
A crisp prompt suddenly popped up in his mind.
"Ding!"
"Your [Crimson Contract Chains] successfully devoured the traits of the deity's remains."
"Your [Crimson Contract Chains] underwent a benign mutation."
"Your [Crimson Contract Chains] unlocked a new attribute: inflicting absolute destructive blows to soul entities."
"Your [Crimson Contract Chains] obtained space-shuttling capability."
As the prompt faded.
The bloating pain in Ryan's body that felt like it was about to burst instantly vanished without a trace.
The smile on his face instantly became incomparably confident.
"Since you're begging me this much, I'll reluctantly satisfy you."
"Living for so long, this is truly the first time I've heard such a cheap request."
Watching the old ghost's unperturbed expression, the magic power inside Ryan boiled once again.
Over a hundred thick tentacles suddenly sprang out from behind him.
Different from just now.
On the surface of the now thick chains crawled streaks of green magic patterns, looking extremely bewitching.
Mephisto naturally noticed the change.
But he still didn't take it to heart.
As the lord of a realm, with a continuous stream of power as his backing, he was full of confidence.
He wouldn't believe it even if he died.
That an Earth wizard could really hurt his origin from afar.
Aside from a few top-tier old monsters, no one could cross the dimensional barrier to hurt him.
Of course he didn't know.
Ryan had just beaten Oblivion, one of the five major deities, into scurrying away with its head in its hands a while ago.
If he had known about this matter.
He wouldn't dare to be so arrogant and stupidly stand there waiting for Ryan to make a move, even if it killed him.
Unfortunately, there was nowhere for him to buy regret medicine.
At the moment when he was completely unprepared, Ryan had already launched an attack.
Instantly ignoring the restriction of distance.
Over a hundred tentacles carved dazzling red lights in mid-air, heading straight for the old ghost's face.
However.
Right at the moment when they were about to touch the old ghost's shell.
All the tentacles did not hit the physical entity, but instead bizarrely drilled into the void ahead and disappeared.
Seeing this, Mephisto chuckled happily.
"Just this?"
He had thought there was some world-destroying ultimate move.
After all that fuss, it didn't even have accuracy.
"Don't rush."
"Let the bullets fly for a while."
Ryan's tone was relaxed.
Mephisto didn't even understand half a sentence of what that meant.
The next second.
A heart-rending excruciating pain directly exploded deep within his soul.
It felt like there were tens of thousands of bugs frantically gnawing at his true spirit.
"Ah!!!"
Even an old devil who had lived for countless epochs couldn't endure this kind of torture, and instantly let out a miserable, piercing scream.
He hurriedly mobilized massive amounts of evil magicpower, attempting to sever the illusory tentacles before him.
Unfortunately, it was all in vain.
The tentacles in an illusory state looked like they had no physical form, yet they were despairingly solid.
His power slashed onto them, completely unable to cut them off by even a fraction.
Chapter 188: Earth-shattering Means, Swords Pointed at Eternity!
Unbearable pain was frantically torturing Mephisto's nerves.
Down in the ruins.
Several heroes from the Avengers were completely dumbfounded.
And high up at ten thousand meters in the air.
Eternity, the cosmic creator god, was comfortably sitting in front of a conjured dining table, which was laden with peerless fine wine and delicacies.
Seeing the bizarre means suddenly employed by Ryan.
This lofty god was so startled that he directly jumped up from his chair.
The fine wine he had just swallowed burst out with a "pfft" sound, his face wearing an expression of having seen a ghost as he stared fixedly downward.
"Pulling out yet another brand-new divine law?! Is this kid a reincarnation of a monster?!"
Crystal-clear wine trickled down his chin, soaking a large area of his gorgeous robe.
If it were usual times, he would definitely get a set of new clothes to change into at the first moment.
But now, he completely couldn't care less about these things.
His two eyes locked tightly onto Ryan, the light of deduction flashing crazily in the depths of his eyes as his brain calculated at high speed.
After a while.
Eternity collapsed onto the ground with a "thud", sitting limply with a decadent face.
How was this young man any monster? He was clearly an unadulterated freak and a beast!
Just how many unique divine powers were these?
As long as someone mastered any random one of them, they could directly ignite the divine fire and ascend to godhood.
Yet on Ryan's body, such trump cards were practically like wholesale goods, so numerous they were countless.
How was this supposed to let other lives in the Universelive?
He always felt before that he was born to be a cosmic creator god, absolutely the existence with the highest talent in the Universe.
Now compared with this young man.
He was simply a joke!
Ryan was the true super pervert!
Above the clouds.
Eternity sat limply in the chair, grabbing a bottle of strong liquor from who knows where in his hand.
Raising his head, he frantically gulped it down into his mouth in large mouthfuls.
His face was plastered with doubt about life.
Having lived for countless eras, he had never seen such an outrageous matter.
Striking across spatial distances of countless light-years through the air, he could understand.
But directly punching through the enemy's dimension core along the network cable?!
Were there any more exaggerated means than this in the World?
Could the title of Dimension Lord be just for show?
This was the throne that countless top powerhouses in the Universe coveted the most.
As long as one became a Dimension Lord, they were basically insulated from Death.
Because the soul had long been hidden in the deepest part of the dimension core.
As long as the dimension does not collapse, the soul does not perish.
Even if several of them, the creator gods, joined forces to completely wipe out a Dimension Lord, they would still have to expend great effort to smash an entire World to pieces.
How could he be as perverted as Ryan?
Casually tossing out a magic, he could forcibly chisel through the World barrier and directly drain the enemy's original source!
Was this fucking still a human?
Eternity looked below, the corners of his mouth twitching crazily.
And Ryan down below.
Now completely didn't notice that there was a peeping tom above his head, watching his every move.
He was intently manipulating the Crimson Chains, frantically extracting Mephisto's soul source.
The old devil's aura was weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the whole person looked weak to the extreme.
"Ah——!!!"
"Damned bastard!"
"How is it possible for you to pierce my dimension core?!"
Mephisto's mind was filled with incredulous horror.
Although the Hell Dimension closely clung to Earth, the dimension barrier between the two was indestructible.
By what right could Ryan cross such a thick barrier and erupt with such outrageous lethality?
The dimension core was the place with the most rigid and tightest defense in a World!
The old devil's eyeballs were almost popping out, and even if he broke his head he couldn't figure out how Ryan did it.
What was even more fatal.
He clearly felt that his soul source was rapidly drying up.
Massive amounts of magic foundations were all sucked away by this bizarre chain.
If this continued to be drained like this.
Even if he was lucky enough to escape with his life today, he would still be reduced to a cripple!
You must know that there were countless filial sons in Hell, everyday looking forward to him dying early so they could usurp the throne!
Besides, whether he could return alive today was still an unknown!
Mephisto's expression changed wildly, completely panicking.
"Stop!"
"Stop sucking!"
"Spare my life, sir! As long as you let me go, I swear never to step foot on Earth for half a step!"
"I can even tell you all the secrets of the deepest parts of Hell!"
"I will agree to whatever conditions you propose!"
"Even being your slave is fine!"
"I am the King of Hell, and I know the secrets of the entire Universe. Keeping me will definitely have its uses!"
In order to save his life, the dignified Hell Lord did not hesitate to kneel on the ruins and frantically kowtow to beg for mercy, stepping the dignity of a powerhouse directly into the mud.
The surrounding Avengers listened with dry mouths, obviously tempted.
This was Mephisto!
The demon king who ruled Hell in legends!
As long as he was subdued as a subordinate, the benefits that could be obtained were definitely unimaginable.
Just the family fortune saved up by the old devil for countless years was definitely an astronomical figure that could drive gods crazy.
The Avengers all held their breath and stared fixedly at Ryan, wanting to see how he planned to handle it.
As a result, Ryan didn't even lift his eyelid.
As for the old ghost's begging for mercy, he completely regarded it as farting.
What cosmic joke is this?
Taking a devil who specialized in toying with souls as a slave?
Suspecting you don't die fast enough, right?
This red-skinned old ghost was a hundred times more cunning than Thanos, with conspiracy and calculation carved into his very bones.
If it weren't for a blind cat encountering a dead mouse today, using a mutated skill to catch him off guard, cleaning him up would really take a lot of effort.
Listen to a few ghost words and let the tiger return to the mountain?
It was purely looking for trouble for oneself.
Dealing with this kind of scourge, the only way was to kill him on the spot!
Ryan didn't say a word, the magic within his body erupted roaringly, and the extraction speed of the Crimson Chainsinstantly doubled, forcibly swallowing against the laws of the Hell Dimension.
"Ah——"
Mephisto let out a miserable, pig-slaughtering shriek, his voice sounding like a fierce ghost claiming a life.
Making the backs of all the heroes present break out in cold chills.
The old devil's body began to distort bizarrely.
The previous human mimicry completely collapsed.
Faces of painful wailing constantly emerged on the surface of his skin, like a lump of melting mud, exuding a nauseating sense of evil.
Even his voice became sharp and thin, completely unlike a human voice.
"No!!"
"I will never possibly die here!"
"Even if I risk my old capital!"
Mephisto's body suddenly flickered frantically like an old television, turning into a patch of blinding static.
Crack!
A crisp shattering sound suddenly exploded.
The indestructible Crimson Chains were actually forcibly severed by a violent void power.
Following that, Ryan found that the old devil's aura had disappeared without a trace.
"Heh, he actually broke his tail to survive and ran?"
"The old thing indeed has some guts, crafty enough."
Ryan sneered, the corners of his mouth raising a mock.
He knew very well that for the old devil to forcibly break free and escape, he must have paid an unimaginable, painful price.
It was estimated that half of the Hell Dimension would have to be buried along with it.
How could the system's exclusive magic be so easily shaken off?
However, if the old ghost thought he would be safe running back to his old nest, he was utterly mistaken.
This devil's petty mind was smaller than a needle tip.
Once he recovered his strength and hid in the dark to play dirty tricks, even the creator gods would get a headache.
Ryan would never keep such a dangerous enemy in the World to disgust himself.
Even if he chased into Hell, he had to completely kill this guy.
But before going to Hell.
There was still a trouble that needed to be handled first.
Ryan flipped his wrist.
A giant amethyst sword was instantly grasped in his hand.
He raised the sword tip, pointing directly at the sky.
"Friends hiding in the sky watching the show, having watched for so long, shouldn't you appear and give an explanation?"
At the moment the space was shattered just now.
He keenly captured a fleeting aura.
Always feeling a bit familiar, very familiar.
If he hadn't sensed the anomaly, he would have gone all out just now to completely keep the old ghost.
Hiding on the side watching others fight for their lives, this could not be considered a friendly behavior.
Chapter 189 Eternity Descends, Destroying the World!
"If the friend peeking from the sky doesn't come down soon, I'll have to go up myself and invite you for tea."
Holding the massive amethyst greatsword, Ryan pointed its tip straight at the firmament, making a move as if to slash out a terrifying wave of sword energy.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't be impulsive!"
A panicked voice suddenly came from mid-air.
"Young man, we're on the same side! We're partners!"
"I even went to secretly check you out before, and I'm very close with the Ancient One."
"Don't attack, everything is negotiable!"
Hearing these words, Ryan furrowed his brow slightly.
The voice did sound somewhat familiar, but for a moment, he really couldn't remember where he had heard it.
Not even two seconds later.
A blinding flash of white light suddenly burst forth right before him.
A tall figure landed steadily on the ruins.
Ryan raised an eyebrow, instantly recognizing the other's identity.
"Yo, Great God Eternity? What brings you running all the way here?"
Hearing the words "Great God", Eternity felt its old face flush with heat.
Great god my ass!
If they really fought now, it would be hard to tell who would win and who would lose!
Don't look at how this young man before it seemed to be only at the Single Universe level on the surface; the true combat power he erupted with undoubtedly stood at the very peak of the multiverse.
It was simply freakish to the extreme!
Although Eternity usually had quite a thick skin, it still cared about face. Being called that by Ryan, it actually felt a rare trace of embarrassment.
"Great God Eternity, what are you doing running all the way here?"
Ryan looked the other over with some puzzlement.
He did find it strange. How could a dignified creator god wear such a weird expression, as if it had been constipated for half a month?
Ryan scratched his head, completely clueless.
Fortunately, Eternity couldn't hear Ryan's inner thoughts, otherwise it would definitely be so angry as to spit blood on the spot.
As for why my face looks so ugly, don't you have any clue in your own heart?
It had always been aloof and cold; if it hadn't witnessed Ryan's endless monstrous methods with its own eyes today, how could it have been shocked into losing its composure in public?
However, it would never admit to these words even if beaten to Death.
There were still a few mortals from the Avengers staring around. If word got out, would it still want its divine dignity?
It certainly didn't want to learn from its old rival Oblivion, making it known to the entire Universe and suffering a direct social Death.
"Ahem..."
Eternity cleared its throat, forcibly putting on an aloof and cold posture.
"Of course I came to look for the Ancient One. She said she planned to travel through the multiverse, and I just happened to come over to give her a ride."
"I just happened to sense things getting lively over your side, so I dropped by to take a look."
Eternity made up an excuse without blushing or skipping a heartbeat. The matter of it coming specifically to watch Ryan—it would never admit to that even if beaten to Death.
Ryan didn't probe deeply, casually replying, "So that's how it is. However, where the Sorcerer Supreme has gone now, I can't say for sure either; I can only trouble you to search for her yourself."
Ever since Ryan's strength skyrocketed, the Ancient Onehad basically become a hands-off boss, running around outside every day, and her figure could not be seen at Kamar-Taj at all.
"It's fine, I'll slowly look for her later."
Eternity smoothly took the step down. Anyway, it hadn't originally come to look for the Ancient One; that was just a conversational starter.
"Then what do you plan to do next?" Eternity changed the subject.
"Going to slaughter Mephisto."
Ryan was straightforward, making no effort to conceal his overflowing killing intent. Today, the old devil must die!
"Oh? Sounds quite interesting."
Eternity's eyes lit up. "You wouldn't mind taking me along to broaden my horizons, right?"
Ryan was stunned for a moment.
Were the five major gods usually this idle?
But since the other party insisted on going, he had no reason to stop them. Besides, the Ancient One had treated him quite well usually; since the Ancient One was going to hang out with Eternity in the future, establishing a good relationship beforehand wouldn't be a loss.
"As long as the Great God wants to go, of course I have no objections." Ryan readily nodded.
"Alright, let's go." Eternity readily agreed.
Ryan was completely baffled. Why did it feel like this guy was even more excited than himself? He couldn't figure it out!
He simply stopped thinking about it.
With a casual wave of his hand, Ryan forcibly tore open a spatial rift right before him and stepped right into it.
Eternity did not hesitate at all, following closely behind.
The next second.
The two of them arrived at a wondrous realm.
This was the vast Sea of Dimensions.
Floating all around were countless glowing, massive spheres, resembling a starry night sky. Every single sphere represented a dimensional World independent of the main Universe.
Looking out into the distance, there was simply no end in sight.
A brilliant stream of light flashed across Ryan's eyes, and a massive flow of data spun rapidly in his mind, instantly locking onto the coordinates of Hell.
"Great God, let's go."
As soon as his voice fell.
The figures of the two flashed, appearing directly before a massive spatial bubble.
This dimensional World was even more massive than the surrounding ones, exuding a nauseatingly evil aura.
What was most conspicuous was...
The surface of the entire World was actually wrapped in a transparent and extremely sturdy crystalline thin film.
"Yo? Spatial crystal layer?"
Eternity smacked its lips. "It looks like you've made a wasted trip today."
Ryan furrowed his brow: "Is this the spatial crystal layer from the rumors that can only be created by burning half of the World's origin?"
"That's right."
Eternity nodded, "The strongest defense crystal of the World's origin, truly deserving to be called the most perfect artwork of nature."
Ryan raised an eyebrow, feeling that things were a bit tricky.
The old devil was truly ruthless enough.
To activate this kind of ultimate defense, the foundation of the Hell Dimension had to evaporate out of thin air by at least half!
But you get what you pay for; the defense power of this thing was absolutely impeccable.
It looked like just a layer of transparent glass.
In reality, it was an absolute barrier compressed and stacked tightly from countless layers of space.
No external force could break it.
Of course, the people inside couldn't even think of coming out either.
Mephisto had now completely and utterly turned into a turtle hiding its head in its shell.
Refusing to believe it, Ryan raised the amethyst greatsword in his hand and fiercely slashed out a berserk purple blade of light, heading straight toward the crystal layer.
After the flash.
The purple sword energy smashed onto the crystalline membrane, acting like a clay ox entering the sea, instantly vanishing without a trace, not even stirring up a single ripple.
"Young man, it's useless."
Eternity shook its head, putting on the posture of someone who had been through it all.
"This is the ultimate creation of the World's origin after all. Ordinary attacks simply cannot break its defense; even if you replaced it with me, wanting to smash open this turtle shell would take a tremendous amount of effort."
"We might as well leave. Either wait for the crystal's energy to exhaust and disappear on its own, or wait for this World to completely wither and be destroyed."
"Is there really no other way?" Ryan turned his head and asked.
"No way at all, give up while you can." Eternity shook its head once more.
Ryan rubbed his chin, considering whether to go back first to eat some dinner.
Right at this moment.
"Ding!"
"Your [Bolts of Balthakk] has accurately captured the key pronunciation: World destruction!"
"Congratulations, Host! About to unlock a brand new hidden achievement: [World Destroyer]!"
"Achievement Effect: Every time you completely shatter an independent dimensional World, the destructive power of your [Bolts of Balthakk] will forcibly span a major tier!"
"System Message: Charge! Shatter it! March forward toward the great goal of becoming the Universe's strongest demolition bureau director!"
Hearing the crisp system prompt tone.
Ryan raised an eyebrow, a brilliant smile uncontrollably curving up the corners of his mouth.
Seeing Ryan laugh from the side, Eternity joined in the amusement as well.
"Young man, have you recognized reality and given up?"
"You couldn't possibly really plan to scatter an entire Worldinto dust, right?"
"Stop dreaming. In this World, absolutely no one can use brute force to smash open a World protected by crystallization..."
However.
Before Eternity's words had time to finish.
Within view.
A blinding and dazzlingly berserk golden light suddenly exploded and burst forth from the palm of Ryan's hand!
Chapter 190: Destroying Hell, The darkhold! Dazzling, violent golden light suddenly exploded violently from Rayne's palm!
"Crack!"
A crisp shattering sound resounded loudly within the Sea of Dimensions.
Dazzling golden lightning spread wildly like a spiderweb along the indestructible spatial crystal layer.
After merely half a second...
The ultimate barrier wrapping around the entire Hell Dimension instantly shattered into pieces, like a glass marble dropping onto concrete!
Violent spatial turbulence swept outward, turning into a storm that destroyed everything and frantically swallowed everything in Hell.
Eternity, standing to the side, had his mouth wide open enough to fit an ostrich egg directly inside.
"Did... did he really reduce it to ashes?"
Eternity stared blankly ahead, muttering continuously under his breath.
He was completely unable to comprehend everything happening before his eyes.
Why?
This was an absolute defense condensed by expending half of the World's origin!
How could it shatter so effortlessly?
And using only a single magic spell?
What kind of monster did this kid Rayne grow up to be?!
Even his old rival Oblivion, who mastered the Law of Destruction, would have to exert tremendous effort to completely destroy a World protected by crystallization.
How could Rayne accomplish it just by casually throwing out a skill?
Is there no law and order left in this Universe?
Do gods even have any dignity left?
As one of the grand Five Cosmic Entities, standing before this young man, he was actually dazed like a bumpkin who had never seen the World before.
Eternity felt his entire worldview shattered to pieces, rendered utterly speechless and wanting to cry without tears.
The storm was still raging.
The massive Hell Dimension ahead had been completely wiped clean from the Sea of Dimensions.
Before long, once the spatial turbulence settled, nothing would remain here.
All the demons, mountains, rivers, and land inside would turn to nothingness.
As for Mephisto hiding inside?
With the World gone, the dimension lord naturally didn't even leave a speck behind, dead as dead could be.
But even with the truth right before his eyes, Eternity still felt like he was dreaming.
On what grounds could Rayne unleash such absurd destructive power?
How could such a perverted magic designed specifically to flip the table exist in this World?!
Eternity looked at Rayne, the shock in his eyes impossible to hide.
It was too absurd.
He decided to quickly return and meditate in seclusion to calm down.
Otherwise, he would definitely have nightmares tonight.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Rayne completely ignored Eternity's dramatic inner monologue.
He was extending all of his mental power into the spatial storm, sweeping through it meticulously.
Things had to be cut out root and stem.
He needed to be one hundred percent sure that this sneaky old bastard Mephisto was completely and thoroughly dead.
After checking back and forth several times, he confirmed that not even a trace of soul fluctuation remained.
The old devil had indeed been buried along with Hell.
Only then did Rayne withdraw his mental power with satisfaction.
Finally, he didn't have to worry about this red-skinned fly pulling small tricks in secret, feeling much more at ease.
"Great God Eternity, I'm preparing to return to Kamar-Taj. Shall we travel together?"
"Maybe the Sorcerer Supreme has already returned from her travels."
Rayne turned his head and politely issued an invitation.
"No need, no need."
"When I have time, I will naturally summon her."
Without even thinking, Eternity shook his head like a rattle-drum.
He didn't want to stay for another minute.
The pressure emanating from this young man was too terrifying.
Just standing beside this kid made Eternity feel uncomfortable all over.
Thinking about how he had lived for countlessly many epochs, yet wasn't even as fierce as a twenty-something-year-old human mage...
Eternity felt that all his endless years of life had been lived in vain.
This feeling was simply terrible to the extreme.
"Young man, return on your own."
"I'll go find her myself later."
Eternity hurriedly waved his hand, wishing nothing more than for Rayne to leave quickly.
"Alright, until we meet again."
Rayne didn't waste words either.
Raising a hand with a swipe, he directly tore open a spatial rift.
Stepping inside, his figure instantly vanished from the Sea of Dimensions.
The next second.
Rayne appeared directly inside the Kamar-Taj Base.
This time he didn't go to the library.
Instead, he returned directly to his private bedroom.
Ever since his strength surged by leaps and bounds...
His treatment had risen accordingly, having moved into a luxury suite over three hundred square meters, elegantly decorated in an antique style and very quiet.
As soon as Rayne entered the room, without a word...
He waved his large sleeve.
"Clatter—"
A pile of glittering loot directly filled half the room.
These were all equipment dropped earlier from the old devil's projection.
Things that Mephisto risked his life to reclaim even at the cost of his own life.
Among this pile of junk, there was definitely supreme quality treasure hidden inside!
Rayne rubbed his hands together and began inspecting them one by one like opening mystery boxes.
"Earth Core Fiendflame Ore..."
"Abyssal Fallen Skull..."
"High-Tier Evil Spirit Heart..."
After rummaging through them for a while.
They were all magic materials native to Hell.
As a well-read high mage, Rayne had extremely high standards.
He could identify the origins of this junk at a single glance.
For rogue dark mages out there, these were indeed top-tier treasures that couldn't be bought even if they sold everything they owned.
But for the current Rayne...
They were all useless junk, completely unworthy of his notice.
"Something's not right. Did the old devil go through so much trouble just for this pile of junk?"
Rayne furrowed his brows, golden light flaring in his eyes.
His immense mental power instantly enveloped all the materials on the floor, starting a deep scan.
Soon enough.
His gaze locked onto an inconspicuous, shabby ancient book.
It was very strange.
When rummaging around earlier, his subconscious had actually directly overlooked the existence of this book.
It was as if a region of his brain had been forcefully blocked by someone.
"Interesting."
"Innate cognitive interference? Seems like you're the one."
Rayne's lips curled up into a smirk.
To be able to interfere with his current mental willpower, this thing was definitely a huge treasure.
A mage's most core trump card was soul strength.
Even he could be briefly affected, which showed just how wicked this book was.
Without hesitation, Rayne grabbed the ancient book in his hand.
"Let me see what kind of ghost you really are."
Rayne directly flipped open the cover.
The pages inside were completely blank, without even a single punctuation mark.
After a few seconds...
Twisted characters slowly seeped out from the yellowed paper.
Recorded on it was a dark magic spell of formidable power.
At the same time.
An extremely hidden mental fluctuation was quietly burrowing along the book cover into Rayne's mind.
If it were an ordinary mage, they wouldn't even perceive this silent erosion.
"Want to play with mental pollution?"
"I know where you come from now."
"The famous darkhold."
Rayne snorted coldly, directly recognizing the identity of this artifact.
This was a supreme treasure legendary enough to be famous alongside the book of the vishanti.
The book of the vishanti recorded White magic.
While the darkhold encompassed all the top-tier dark magic in the entire Universe.
This was an evil object crafted personally by the ancient Nether God Chthon.
It was said that it could peer into human hearts, automatically displaying the knowledge the reader desired most.
But the price was that anyone holding it would ultimately end up with their soul destroyed.
Unfortunately...
This set of tricks completely failed in front of Rayne.
Rayne's soul strength could be called invincible in the Universe.
This lousy book couldn't read even a sliver of his desires.
As for that weak mental pollution, striking against Rayne's soul barrier wasn't even qualified to itch it.
In Rayne's hands, this notoriously ferocious weapon of an evil god could only honestly act as an ordinary textbook.
"Just in time."
"Inside hides Chthon's lifelong knowledge."
Rayne smiled with satisfaction.
He had recently been worrying about having no books to read.
Kamar-Taj's collection of books had long been squeezed dry by him.
Right now, his combat power far surpassed the Sorcerer Supreme, so ordinary magic knowledge was completely useless to him.
This darkhold was simply a pillow sent to a sleepy man, arriving at the perfect moment.
Chthon was a genuine ancient evil god after all.
Though he was later suppressed by the Cosmic Entities.
But his strength was beyond any doubt.
The Chaos Magic that Scarlet Witch Wanda later erupted with originated from the power granted by Chthon.
The reserve of knowledge inside Chthon's mind was definitely an inexhaustible gold mine.
Rayne slammed the darkhold heavily onto the desk.
Staring down at the pages from above.
"Come on, stop hiding things and spit out all the real goods in your belly for me."
"Otherwise, I guarantee your end will be very ugly."
Rayne's tone was calm, making no attempt to conceal the threat in his words.