Chapter 637: Fury of the Abyss (1)

“Will you just let your most loyal servant—possibly the only one who’s ever been this loyal in your miserable life—die for you?”
With the glorious demise of the King of Ghouls, that immortal true god, nullifying the power of the remaining Doomsday Mantras, Donald stopped attacking. In a calm, emotionless tone, he spoke to the incarnation of the King of Immortals who had fled forward.
Though his expression showed no sign of anger, those who knew Donald well could sense from his serene demeanor that this usually mild-mannered man was truly enraged.
Oscar, who knew no shame, declared boldly, “Isn’t sacrificing itself for me its greatest honor?”
Seeing this, Donald spared no further words. He unleashed Natural Fury in his hand, and Divine Thunder shot forth like a meteor. At the same time, the Destroyer Statue, under his control, charged at Oscar.
The once-advantaged King of Immortals now had only one incarnation left. Despite possessing the strength of a mid-tier god, it was suppressed by the rules of this realm. Its opponent not only had equal or even greater combat power but also a true god incarnation wielding a powerful divine weapon, launching relentless attacks. Now, it was forced to flee in desperation.
Under the combined assaults of the Destroyer Statue and Donald, Oscar’s incarnation was quickly overwhelmed and unable to resist. It could only defend passively, barely escaping several times thanks to its extensive experience and hidden strength. It had no ability to counterattack. If it hadn’t once been a powerful being at the level of a higher god and also a creator, even though its power had declined, it would not be comparable to ordinary true gods—otherwise, it would have fallen countless times already under the combined attacks of Donald’s semi-god incarnation and the Destroyer Statue.
Just then, Donald suddenly unleashed a massive Disintegration Spell, instantly breaking down most of Oscar’s defenses. At the same time, he solemnly proclaimed, “I wish that those who defy order shall be shattered!”
Immediately afterward, a square wooden whip was thrown out as the Great Prediction Spell was cast. It crossed space and appeared behind Oscar, striking toward where the King of Immortals stood.
With a light snap, the Whip of Order hit Oscar’s back. There was no bloodshed, not even any wounds. Yet Oscar’s expression changed abruptly, as if time had frozen. His entire incarnation emitted a series of crisp cracking sounds, like glass being shattered.

Just then, Oscar’s once ferocious and terrifying form began to show cracks all over its body. It shattered like a glass statue, with nearly the entire body peeling away in the wind. Only a small portion of its body remained, from which a divine glow faintly shone—clearly the divine core of this incarnation. Combined with the Great Sundering Technique, which had already weakened the opponent’s external defenses through the Order’s Whip, these triple attacks made it impossible even for a powerful being like the Destroyer Monarch to escape punishment. Moreover, what was present now was merely an incarnation of the King of Undead. Especially since a being like Oscar was born from the essence of darkness, chaos, and destruction in the abyss, and had just absorbed the equally chaotic, evil, and violent powers of Yenogu, the rule-based forces of order wielded by Donald caused far greater damage to it than forces of other natures. Thanks to its fear of death, the King of Undead had added multiple layers of defense around its incarnation. Even the Great Sundering Technique unleashed by a true god deity failed to completely break through these defenses, allowing a small part of its incarnation to survive. But Oscar, having lost most of its strength, didn’t even have time to reassemble itself before plunging into the peaks below the battlefield. With near certain destruction, Oscar had only one option left: to flee this realm as quickly as possible to escape its opponent’s pursuit. Despite being frustrated, Oscar’s incarnation chose to retreat toward the interdimensional passage that connected the two realms beneath the Howling Peaks. Seeing Oscar take the chance to flee, Donald saw this as exactly what he wanted. He pretended to be too late to chase and caught up from behind, just one step short of reaching the interdimensional passage before Oscar. By then, the King of Undead’s incarnation had already entered the passage. Turning back, it spoke with hatred, “Gods doomed to the abyss, wait for me… Once my true form regains its strength, I will reclaim all the Doomsday Mantras. The powers I created will never be taken by other beings! Any who offend the great King of Undead will face the most miserable fate…” With that, it unleashed a burst of power, destroying the interdimensional passage and leaving Donald with no way to pursue. Oscar was confident that its opponent wouldn’t dare continue chasing it in this unstable space, where using even slightly more powerful forces could cause the passage to collapse or even the entire space to unravel.

By then, even the higher gods would likely only be able to protect themselves from being torn apart by the spatial storms. As for whether they could find their way back to their original universe after being caught in the temporal chaos, it would depend on their luck!
Watching from behind as this natural realm passage was destroyed, Donald sneered and said, “Although the Doomsday Mantra was created by you, it’s more like a force manifested through the universe’s will through your hands! Even the universe has an end. Unless they are the supreme gods who transcend time, space, and fate, even higher gods will fall. How could a mere fallen demon lord fully control such a force that represents the end of the universe? The Book of Doomsday would be far more suitable in my hands than in yours, you wretched, twisted undead!”
As he spoke, several other passages connecting the two realms were also destroyed one after another. It seemed Oscar’s avatar truly feared Donald, who appeared weak but often resorted to unexpected tactics, and didn’t intend to confront him any further in the short term.
Thus, this natural realm passage, which had existed for countless years since its creation between Layer 422 and Layer 421 of the Abyss, was completely destroyed today.
To travel between these two layers now, one would have to use other realms in the Abyss as intermediaries.
Seeing this, Donald wasn’t surprised. To say he had no interest in Layer 421 was a lie. After all, though the Pale Kingdom wasn’t as vast as Layer 422—merely a slightly larger minor material realm—it was still a valuable realm, if only the rules of death and negative energy there could be removed!
But Donald knew the value of contentment and knowing when to stop. His intention in letting Amps occupy Layer 422 was malicious from the start. Once his plan succeeded, it would provoke great wrath from the Abyssal Will. If he tried to covet Layer 421 as well, even he wouldn’t be able to escape the Abyss’s punishment and leave the lower realms alive.
Besides, keeping Oscar’s avatar was still useful. If they pursued them to the Pale Kingdom, they would have to eliminate it quickly, otherwise, if it took control of Layer 421 and gained the power of the realm, things would become even more complicated.