Chapter 617: The Book of Doomsday

Regarding this source of evil, Donald couldn’t think of any good solution. Even as a lower-tier god, he had ways to deal with it, but he lacked the power to handle such a formidable force!
Yet he couldn’t just leave this dangerous thing here unattended, fearing that it might be discovered by some entity at any time. That would inevitably give rise to a being like a Destroyer Monarch, altering the structure of the multiverse—even the disasters that had occurred in the universe of the former owner of the Book of Truth might repeat in the multiverse.
Thus, the best solution was to create a demi-plane as a vault to confine this source of evil within it, then seal this demi-plane layer by layer and place it outside the Land of Truth, ensuring no one else would ever know of its existence.
Other than that, Donald couldn’t think of any other place to store it!
Moreover, even if the seals of this demi-plane were breached, the strength of the upper-tier gods in the Land of Truth should allow them to resist the erosion of evil will for some time. The seals could maintain stability for at least a hundred years—a sufficient period for him to grow stronger before devising another plan!
After sealing the source of evil, Donald discovered a box made of bones and refined gold beneath the original altar. Upon opening it, he found a sheet that resembled parchment but looked more like human skin.
The thin sheet emitted a strong aura of chaos, destruction, doomsday, and disaster. Without the suppression of the source of evil and the altar, these auras spread uncontrollably.
Affected by these terrifying auras, the entire underground palace began to tremble. Clearly, these auras had already impacted the surrounding layers of earth. If this continued, it might trigger an earthquake. Although ordinary earthquakes wouldn’t pose a threat to him, being buried underground would still be disastrous.
So Donald quickly closed the box and set up layers of seals around it before bringing it to the Land of Truth to suppress it.
After scanning the area and finding no other entities in the underground palace, Donald flashed back to the surface and rejoined the Destroyer Statue stationed outside.
“There’s no value left in this demi-plane. It’s also mostly contaminated by the abyssal aura. I guess it will turn into a true abyssal plane in some time!”

Thinking of this, Donald immediately ordered the Destroyer Statue to contact the coordinates of the main world, then used the immense power of a Mid-Level God to open a spatial passage. When the passage stabilized, the Destroyer Statue, under Donald’s command, waved its hand to release a massive burst of destructive flames. It then stepped into the spatial passage along with the statue. Behind them, a black hole formed as a result of the destructive flames, which continued to spread, soon turning the demi-plane land into a land full of wounds. Since this demi-plane might develop into a new Abyssal Plane, Donald naturally wouldn’t allow the Endless Abyss to grow stronger, which was why he wanted to destroy this demi-plane. Given the destructive flames’ ability to burn anything, even if that demi-plane of Mordor wasn’t completely destroyed, it would be heavily damaged and unable to form a complete Abyssal Plane! Without the slightest remorse for the fate of that demi-plane, Donald stepped out of the spatial passage and returned to the main world. Donald had set this stable plane coordinate inside the main tower of the Twilight Mage Tower, in the territory of Dalaran—there was no better location for a plane coordinate than a mage tower! Inside the mage tower, there was not only strong energy support but also multiple magical barriers to shield against the side effects of plane teleportation, preventing harm to the surrounding environment. After coming out of the teleportation room, Donald greeted his teacher, Maelthor, and then left the main world without disturbing anyone, returning to his divine kingdom. The Incarnation of Divine Retribution was occupied by the evolution process of the Whip of Order and couldn’t be distracted, while the Incarnation of Nature’s Guardian was out communicating with other true gods. The Incarnation of the Demon Hunter was stationed in the plane of Nordrassil, taking care of his wife and children. The True God of Laws was still hidden in the main world, so only his true physical form remained to govern the Divine Kingdom of Azeroth. Donald’s avatar returned the gains from this mission, along with the Book of Truth and the Destroyer Statue, to his true form. After examining them one by one, his true form said, “This time was truly thrilling!” Since the will of the avatar and the true form were one, there was no need to explain anything after they met—everything the avatar had experienced was already known to the true form. “The Evil Origin is of great significance, but it’s useless to us. It’s better to keep it sealed! Even Princess Elena and even King Ignatius probably don’t have any other good solutions!”

Then Donald, in his true form, picked up the sealed box and said with gleaming eyes, “If I’m not mistaken, what’s written on this must be that powerful and terrifying force Oscar once unleashed—the Doomsday Mantra!”
The saintly avatar nodded.
“That’s correct. Both the aura and the form of the rules are exactly the same! Moreover, I only got a quick glance at it before having to seal it. There are likely more than just one Doomsday Mantra on it—entire series of runes. What Oscar used was just one of them. I guess even for it, such power has significant limitations, even though it created it!”
Donald nodded. With a thought, the surrounding space was automatically shielded. In this divine kingdom, he was the master of the world, and everything could be changed according to his will. Of course, changes on a larger scale required the expenditure of divine power.
Gently opening the box, the aura of destruction and calamity spread once again!
However, since the space was shielded, no changes could occur within the divine kingdom.
“This must be a powerful application of a spell from the Domain of Prophecy under fate, mixed with forces of chaos and destruction, which allows for the creation of disasters and doomsdays. As for the minor elements of evil laws, they’re not necessary—probably added by the creator. After all, disasters and doomsdays aren’t sentient entities!”
After experiencing the power of the Doomsday Mantra, Donald came to this conclusion.
This matched the actual situation well. In fact, after being besieged and disappearing, the King of Undead had indeed perished. But thanks to preparations he had made earlier, he revived in a corner of the universe. This time, after rising from death, Oscar abandoned his demon identity and was no longer the Lord of Blood, but a true King of the Undead.
After his resurrection, Oscar’s power level had dropped to that of a demi-god. Though still far stronger than ordinary lower gods, it was far less compared to his former strength and that of his enemies. Thus, regaining his former power was Oscar’s top priority.
This was also the main reason he had remained hidden in the shadows, never appearing in the public eye.