Chapter 631: The Erosion of the Abyss

Hearing Donald’s words, Unos finally realized that the figure before him was not the being he had imagined earlier, but an incarnation of a true god. Unos had encountered demon lords and abyssal demons like the King of Werewolves, but this was his first time in contact with a true god from the upper realms! After all, aside from the demon gods, all true gods despised the filthy environment of the lower abyssal realms and rarely ventured there, let alone descend to the deeper planes of the endless abyss. Filled with fear, an unusual thought suddenly arose in Unos’s mind. He saw the legendary rogue kneeling devoutly and praying, “Great Lord, I, Unos, am willing to worship you and follow your glorious path forever! Please grant me redemption and free me from this hellish abyss!”
Normally, Unos, as a legendary-level rogue—especially one who had grown up in an environment like the abyss—was an elite with remarkable combat experience and wisdom. Such a being could be a significant asset to any true god. By gaining control of such a legendary elite and assigning them to the church in the main world, it could greatly strengthen that church’s influence. But Donald, this true god, was not short of people—especially with many legendary golden-tier warriors under his command, plus his agreement with the Storm Lord—so he politely declined Unos’s offer of allegiance.
“Sorry, though your sincerity is genuine, I am not willing to accept someone who talks too much, can’t keep secrets, yet possesses many secrets. Especially since I have already promised a great being to eliminate you as a threat!” With that, as Unos looked on in despair, a beam of golden light shattered his domain. Without the protection of his domain, Unos’s body was instantly reduced to ashes by the golden light, ending his sinful and twisted life.
After killing this legendary warrior, Donald felt the influence of that evil force growing even stronger—especially on his soul and will. “The abyss is indeed a forbidden land for the gods. Even true gods cannot escape the erosion of these negative forces—evil, chaos, and destruction!” Donald’s own faction had always leaned toward order and goodness, mostly adhering to order rather than chaos. But after killing Unos, influenced by the power of the abyss, he even felt an urge to continue killing.

He knew that if he allowed such feelings to take hold, he would forget his original purpose. Gradually, he was drawn closer to the evil faction, his mind losing its clarity and falling into chaos. Even with the protection of a high-grade divine artifact, he could not avoid the changes his heart desired. This was not what he wanted; it was not due to weakness of will, for even the incarnations of powerful higher gods, when they descended to the Abyssal Plane, would eventually be oppressed and eroded by the will of the abyss. If they failed to return in time, they would degenerate into evil incarnations—sometimes even affecting the true gods themselves. Though Donald was powerful, he was merely an incarnation here; how could he resist the power of the collective will of this vast world composed of multiple planes, which even higher gods could not defy? Moreover, although Donald’s stay in the abyss was not long, he was only an incarnation, not his true form. Strictly speaking, an incarnation is a convergence of spirit and energy, making him even more susceptible to the influence of the abyssal environment. Coupled with the incitement of this slaughter, he received even more focused “care” from the will of the abyss! If he had stayed put in some corner of the abyss without engaging in any activities, with the protective power of the Book of Truth, he wouldn’t have suffered much erosion even over ten or eight years. Fortunately, as the desire for slaughter arose, Donald immediately stopped such behavior and suppressed that desire. With his mind fully restored to clarity, Donald was filled with fear, for if he changed sides, he would soon merge with evil, degenerate into a demon god, or even become a demon lord unable to leave the abyss. The will of the abyss has always treated those who fell from the side of justice very favorably—many lords of the Abyssal Plane are such outsiders. Those demon gods are all true gods from the heavens who have fallen here. Take the Lord of Perdition, for example: before falling into the abyss, he was only of above-average strength in the heavens, but after receiving the gifts of the will of the abyss, he rose to become one of the three great abyssal rulers, on par with powerful higher gods. Of course, another reason might be that due to the disappearance of the King of Undead, Oscar, the will of the abyss is eager to cultivate a new demon king to maintain balance between the Destroyer Kings and the Fallen Kings! Even though he could gain great power this way, Donald did not want to become an evil creature, especially those chaotic and evil beings whose souls were often beyond his control!

Even if it merely involves becoming a corrupted avatar, in that case, his true form must sever the soul connection and abandon this avatar. Otherwise, given the power of the Abyssal Will, it’s very likely that the connection between the avatar and the true form will be used to corrupt and erode the true form! Realizing that he had absorbed and transformed so much Abyssal power, that great will would likely not let him go so easily. Thus, Donald accelerated his plan—with a wave of his hand, a beam of divine light appeared, and a tall demonic figure appeared beside him. “My master, have we arrived in the Abyss?” The one who spoke was Ampus, the demi-god subordinate that Donald had brought into the Land of Truth—a demon who was not rejected by the Abyssal Will. Therefore, there was no need to use laws to force him to change factions. Donald decided to leave the rest to Ampus. “Exactly! This is the 422nd layer, the domain of Yenogu—the former lair of the Wolfman King, who is likely to perish here. This is a perfect opportunity for you to take control of this plane!” Ampus was overjoyed at these words and bowed to Donald in gratitude. “Thank you, my master, for your grace! But I have already switched to the lawful evil faction. Wouldn’t controlling an Abyssal plane cause it to revert to chaos?” Donald smiled mysteriously. “Who said this is an Abyssal plane? Don’t worry; you won’t have to change factions again…” “Master, do you mean…” Ampus had a bold guess regarding Donald’s words. Even though he was a demon, he found such a plan hard to believe.