Chapter 372: The Avatar of the Destroyed Monarch

“Not good!”
Hearing Donald’s cry, Carlisle and Chikofield also noticed the strange phenomena in the sky—the vortex and the giant hand. They were instantly terrified. Donald’s alarm bells rang loudly; clearly, the arrival of the divine kingdom had drawn the attention of the Abyssal Will.
In fact, if a mere avatar of a true god entered the abyss and restrained its divine power, avoiding the constant emission of light like a light bulb, it wouldn’t draw much attention from the Abyssal Will. After all, though powerful, the Abyssal Will was a chaotic entity without self-awareness. It could only instinctively interfere in matters through the rules of the abyss but couldn’t act directly.
But when part of a divine kingdom descended into the abyssal plane, it inevitably attracted intense attention! Because the powerful rules of the divine kingdom allowed the true god to use those rules to pull the affected part of the abyssal plane out of the endless abyss—essentially tearing a large piece of flesh from the Abyssal Will itself. The Abyssal Will would never tolerate this!
It would surely retaliate fiercely against the intruders!
Yet Donald hadn’t expected to encounter such a terrifyingly powerful being at the level of a true god. Clearly, their actions in the abyss had angered the Abyssal Will, prompting even the mighty true god-level demon lord, known as the Son of the Abyss, to intervene upon sensing the anomaly.
Faced with this situation, shouldn’t Donald and the others hurry to flee?
Soon, the terrifying giant hand turned the entire valley and the surrounding mountains into ruins, resembling a scene after an earthquake. Aside from a few high-ranking demons that managed to escape, most undead creatures were reduced to dust in that single strike.
After all, undead creatures with innate abilities like teleportation, like demons, were extremely rare. Even the demi-god-level Bone Duke could only rely on a secondary artifact to cast teleportation spells!
Before the giant hand arrived, Donald flashed with light and teleported a thousand meters behind the Necrocastle. Carlisle and Chikofield also escaped the castle and joined Donald.
The giant hand was clearly an entity formed of energy, and its master was likely far away. Even at the speed of a true god, it would take some time to arrive here, so it released part of its power in advance to create this hand. Without its master’s control, the hand disappeared after making one strike.

When the powerful strike missed, its master was clearly furious and withdrew that inaccurate attack. Soon after, a violent energy storm descended in the area where the two realms met, affecting the forces of space and rendering the region unstable. Signs of separation were evident between the ninth and eighth realms.

Donald knew this was caused by an entity whose power far exceeded what the spatial rules here could withstand. “It’s at least an existence above a true god, but because it’s too powerful, beyond what this space can accommodate, we still have a little time to breathe. Get ready to leave!”

Carlisle said regretfully, “It’s a shame there isn’t much time left. The castle’s defenses can’t stop them; we’ll have to abandon our plans.”

Carlisle was referring to his original domain, the Eighth Realm of the Barbaric Demons. Now that both realms had lost their masters, it was a perfect opportunity for them to plunder extensively. Unfortunately, this sudden terrifying attack interrupted them, forcing them to give up on raiding the lair of the King of Demons. After all, the hoard of a deep abyss lord over the years could make even a demi-god wealthy overnight. Though some of those items were useless to them, keeping them in the castle allowed them to show off to their subordinates. That’s why every aged deep abyss lord was extremely wealthy!

Unfortunately, there wasn’t enough time. For the sake of everyone’s lives, Donald had no choice but to leave early.

Fortunately, Chikofield had already plundered the White Bone Duke’s hoard over the years, so they didn’t suffer too much loss.

By the time Donald led everyone to the underground cave where the spatial passage they arrived through was located, the entity that had descended from the sky had already revealed its immense power, stepping into this space.

“This power… the power of fear? Abyss! It’s the incarnation of the Destroyer Monarch arriving! Master, run quickly—”

Ampus, who knew the most about the abyss, was the first to realize who the entity they were about to face was. He was filled with extreme fear, his body trembling as if shaken by a sieve. As a demon, he instinctively felt fear and submission toward this demonic monarch.

Although the Destroyer Monarch, Oustasius, might not be the oldest demon, he was undoubtedly the first in the Deep Abyss Realm and even across the multiverse to receive the favor of the abyssal will—a demonic monarch who controlled the power of the abyssal realm and virtual divine identities. Even among the three great abyssal monarchs, Oustasius ranked first in overall strength. Though the other two were unwilling to admit it, they had no choice but to acknowledge it.

If even the abyssal lords above the level of true gods can be called Sons of the Abyss, then the Three Giants of the Abyss are undoubtedly the most favored “biological sons,” while the others can only be regarded as adopted sons. The Abyss, this stepmother, cares for them far less than for those strongest among the Three Giants!
Thus, the power of the Destroyer Monarch Ostasius is so immense that even the mighty higher gods cannot compare. Of course, this is in reference to him within the Abyssal World. If Ostasius were to dare leave the Abyss lightly, the gods of the heavens would surely laugh!
Though still powerful without the favor of the Abyssal Will, the Destroyer Monarch has fallen to the level of a mid-tier god. Even with extraordinary talent, he can still hold his own against a higher god in direct combat, but faced with the siege of three powerful true gods, even the Destroyer Monarch would struggle to hold on—failure to flee would mean destruction!
“The Destroyer Monarch, the leader of the Three Giants of the Abyss? I never expected to provoke him. It seems the Abyssal Will is very displeased with my actions!”
Donald was also shocked, but not overly fearful, because as long as he avoided direct confrontation, he had enough trump cards to escape.
However, before the avatar sent by the Destroyer Monarch arrived, he had to resolve the issue of the spatial passage here in the Abyss. Otherwise, relying solely on the sealing magic arrays in the main world might not be enough to stop an avatar of a being beyond an ordinary true god from tracking them.
Then he would use the Gate of Indefiniteness to return.
Using ordinary teleportation spells would make it too easy for a powerful enemy to track them through the spatial disturbances left during teleportation. Even if the Destroyer Monarch himself came here, it would take a great deal of effort to figure out where they had teleported!
“What’s there to fear? Fear gives rise to destruction, and your fear only strengthens the Destroyer Monarch. It’s likely just one of his avatars. As long as we return to the main world, even if the Three Giants of the Abyss unite, they can’t do anything to us!”
With that, Donald began preparing the spell he was about to cast: Planar Collapse.