Chapter 290: Omens of the Magical Disaster

As the last drop of blood from the force demons fell onto the altar, a thick, evil red light suddenly erupted above it. Pleasing moans came from within the light—clearly, the Spider Queen, who had received the sacrifices, was satisfied with these offerings. Then, a powerful divine force appeared above the altar, stabilizing the previously unstable and fluctuating spatial rift.

At the same time, in three sparsely populated corners of the main world, eerie spatial passages resembling cat’s eyes opened almost simultaneously. Several small demons emerged from them. After confirming that the passages were safe to use, groups of small demons led by demons of bronze strength scattered around the passages to establish initial footholds in the main world.

On the other side of the dimensional passage, the Abyssal Demon Forger Anspur did not rush to enter the main world right away. The current dimensional passage could not accommodate demons of bronze strength or higher. A being as powerful as a demi-god like him might cause the space to collapse upon entry, potentially leading to a spatial storm or being stranded in an unknown dimension. Even as a demi-god demon, his chances of surviving and returning safely would be slim.

Thus, he could only wait for his lower-ranked demons to go to the main world, using the aura of the abyss to corrode the other end of the passage, corrupting some of the rules of the main material world, and establishing an evil realm before the passage could be stabilized. Only then would it be possible for demons of gold rank to enter and exit.

A powerful demi-god demon like him could only enter the main world in the form of a soul projection, carrying only a portion of his strength. Anspur planned to do the same.

“Corrode the other end of the passage with all your might and stabilize it as soon as possible. Your Majesty’s order is to launch a full-scale invasion before winter arrives in the main world—seize at least one human kingdom!”

Anspur gave orders, and his demons busied themselves tirelessly. Even the legendary Temptation Demon had to work diligently. Though it held little respect for Anspur, the Abyssal Demon Forger, it dared not ignore the orders of its master, the Spider Queen.

Although the 66th layer of the abyss was ruled by true gods and did not rely on demon armies as its main fighting force, there were still numerous demons—tens of millions at least. After all, it was a relatively vast dimension, almost as large as a medium-sized kingdom in the main world.

It is said that the most powerful realms in the Abyss possess areas as vast as, or even larger than, those of the main world’s continents. In the deeper layers of the Endless Abyss, there are no fewer than hundreds of demon lords known to possess virtual divine statuses. Among them are even powerful Abyssal Kings who can rival higher gods. Unfortunately, such powerful realms are mostly located in the lower layers of the Endless Abyss. The stronger either the demons or the Abyssal realms, the harder it is for them to connect with the main world.

This time, the Spider Queen has mobilized most of the forces from her Abyssal Demon King Realm. It is conceivable that the main world will soon face a severe blow.

Amspu, the Abyssal Demon Forger, looked at the vast army of millions of demons behind him—this was only one-third of the total force involved in this operation. Two other groups were also gradually entering the main world, just like his own group.

“If it weren’t for the loosening of the spatial rules in the main world recently, these demon armies might not have been able to enter at all!”

If Donald could understand the situation, he would surely realize that it was the fusion of the two worlds that caused the loosening of the spatial rules in the main world, giving the Abyssal demons an opportunity.

“But this is also my best—and last—chance!” Amspu felt both excitement and concern. If his plans succeeded, he might either die or break free from the Spider Queen’s control. Perhaps he could even avenge himself on Ahana, the muscle-headed one, in the future. Out of anger over the humiliation he had suffered, Amspu clenched his fists, vowing silently to survive at all costs.

News of renewed activity among the Abyssal demons soon reached the upper echelons of human society. A small number of demons were also spotted in southern Celt, but their numbers were not enough to cause panic—past years had shown similar patterns. Clearly, the Dual-Legged Dragon Swamp and the Elemental Wasteland, two dangerous regions on the continents, had also been significantly affected by the Abyssal realms. No large Abyssal rifts had ever opened there, so the small number of demons in southern Celt posed no threat.

However, large numbers of demons appeared in Gardrel and the Siren Principality to the north, and the situation was worsening. So far, three new dimensional portals have been discovered, and the existing Abyssal rifts on the continents are also showing signs of activity. More manpower is needed to guard them, lest those large portals that have invaded the main world in history slip out of control, leading to a full-scale demonic disaster.

This time, the demons appeared mainly in the Gardere Kingdom in the central and northern parts of the continent. At first, since they appeared in remote areas, they were not discovered in time. By the time they were noticed, a large number of low-level demons had already appeared, along with a Golden Demon leader. It would be difficult for the humans to gather their forces quickly to eradicate them completely.

So, Gardere announced the outbreak of the magical disaster in their country, hoping to attract help from other regions. However, most human forces in other areas remained indifferent, offering only superficial concern and sending a couple of people as a formality. As for actual assistance? Sorry, this magical disaster wasn’t yet severe enough to threaten the entire continent—Gardere should handle it on its own!

Meanwhile, half a month after returning from the Totem Continent, Donald’s teacher, Messeil, finally broke through that threshold and became a Golden-level Archmage. This was thanks to Donald’s help. The old mage already had a solid foundation of knowledge; he just needed that final push. On the Totem Continent, Donald had obtained seven fragments of divine essence and one complete peak demi-god divine essence. Upon returning, he separated out a tiny fragment containing an arcane domain and, under his personal protection, helped fuse it with his teacher’s essence.

Messeil truly lived up to being a descendant of the Ancient Transformation faction. Although his knowledge of the realms of the gods wasn’t much greater than Vincent’s and the others’, his understanding of souls and laws—thanks to years of studying magic and spells—was far deeper than that of Carlisle and the rest.

With Donald, who possessed a high-tier divine artifact and could offer help at any time, by his side, it took him only one year and one night to initially fuse this divine fragment. During the fusion process, he also met the requirements and broke through to become a Golden-level powerhouse.

With a foundation far surpassing that of ordinary mages, Messeil was able to cast Golden-level spells as soon as he became a Golden Archmage, proving that his inheritance was truly extraordinary. Even Donald, who also received such an inheritance, would likely be far inferior to his teacher without divine support and the advantages of a Hunter’s physique!

Seeing his teacher make such progress and soon catching up to—and even surpassing—he, who had relaxed for half a month, began to intensify his training again.

During one of his visits to the House of Time, Donald planned to fully refine the divine crystal given to him by the Goddess of Agriculture earlier.

With the support of divine fragment energy and his own higher-level natural divinity, this divinity originating from the Goddess of Night was no longer a challenge for him. He could refine it in one go, saving a lot of time—unlike before when he could only draw out an extremely tiny amount from the Book of Truth at a time. It took just over ten days to fully refine that divinity. Now, all of Donald’s bones were enveloped in divine light, with only his internal organs and other tissues remaining to be transformed. Once every part of his being became divine blood tissue, he would be in a state capable of igniting divine fire. If his strength could reach the legendary level, would reaching the demi-god status be far off? However, internal organs, especially the brain, the most intricate and vital part of the body, were the hardest to transform into divine blood tissue. In contrast, the bones throughout the body, particularly the skull, were the easiest to refine and transform. This time, he sequestered himself for three days, dedicating the remaining two hundred days in the Room of Time to transforming his internal organs. Only after absorbing and refining all the primal divinity from the idol of the evil god was there just enough energy to transform a single organ—Donald had only initially completed half of the transformation of his spinal cord. He chose the spinal cord first because he knew it was the body’s main hematopoietic tissue. In fact, not only bone marrow but also the liver, spleen, kidneys, and lymph nodes all have hematopoietic functions. Yet, aside from bone marrow, these other organs generally only resume hematopoietic function at certain specific stages or when physiologically necessary; under normal circumstances, bone marrow remains the primary source of blood production in the body. “Once all the bone marrow and other hematopoietic tissues are fully transformed, my newly produced blood will be entirely divine blood.”