Chapter 688: The Secret Meeting That Determines the History of the Universe

Deep within the dark realms of hell, a cold, colorless stream flowed quietly, running through the entire hellish realm and extending toward the underworld and the abyss, with the ambition to connect all the lower realms.

On the banks of this river, a figure clad in black hunting attire exuded a contradictory aura of nature and darkness, appearing highly mysterious and strange.

Judging from its appearance, it seemed to be an elf, yet its silver-gray long hair and dark skin indicated that it was a hybrid descendant of both dark elves and moon elves—rare, but not unheard of in the main world.

The incarnate of the Lord of Perdition, who had come to hell, immediately recognized that this was merely an incarnation of a true god, not the true god of the elves themselves.

Looking at the figure whose aura seemed to blend with that of the endless river before him, Matthews couldn’t help but exclaim, “I never imagined that the River of the Underworld, which shook the entire multiverse, originated from a true god. If I were to tell others, it would surely shock the gods!”

“Welcome, His Majesty Matthews—or rather, His Majesty Aman. Donald offers you his highest respects!” Donald turned around and spoke with grace and composure.

Having his identity revealed, Matthews didn’t react excessively, as if it were within his expectations. He said, “It seems you’ve met the true form. I’ve already gained my own will and been independent for tens of thousands of years. Why do you think I’d want to rejoin the true form instead of destroying you here?”

Donald smiled slightly and said confidently, “Such a possibility certainly exists, but I’m confident enough to destroy your incarnation before you can attack. Without the power of a higher god, how could you fulfill His Majesty Aman’s request to fight that traitor?”

“It seems the birth of a true god like you in the multiverse is either her luck or her misfortune!” The Lord of Perdition murmured thoughtfully before continuing, “What’s your plan? To attack his divine kingdom directly? If I join forces with you, the Abyssal Demon God, it will likely anger the gods. That’s exactly how he planned to force me to descend into the abyss to save myself!”

“Of course, it won’t be that simple. Otherwise, it would fulfill his intentions! Although cooperating with the Abyssal Demon God will incur the wrath of the gods, isn’t that exactly what a demon god is for—to prevent such a situation? I wonder what His Majesty Matthews thinks about hell?”

What was implied was whether there was interest in the underworld realm breaking away from the Abyss to become its own domain.
“Are you saying I should also break away from the ranks of the Abyssal Prison?”
“No, no!” Donald shook his head and smiled. “The prison is an underutilization of Your Majesty’s greatness. What I mean is, why not rebel against the Abyss and rejoin the ranks of the true gods in the heavens?”
“Don’t you know that I was declared a rebel by the gods and cast into the Abyss? I’m afraid that once I return to the heavens, the first thing I’ll face will be their wrath!”
In response to the Fallen Monarch’s question, Donald said confidently, “As long as we can regain the power of the supreme gods, with the two major divine factions under my control and that of Vice-Emperor Ignas backing us, along with at least three supreme gods joining forces, even the Pantheon cannot change this outcome. Even while trapped in the Abyss, you must know that Vice-Emperor Ignas’s elven divine faction now has another powerful supreme god!”
The Fallen Monarch fell silent after hearing this. After a while, he raised his head to gaze into the eyes of the true god before him, as if trying to see through his thoughts.
“As the planner of this scheme, what benefits do you seek?”
Donald couldn’t help but smile at this question. “Firstly, you know that traitor’s character best. Since we’re enemies, there can be no compromise—only a fight to the death. So this is also a plan for my own benefit!”
“Secondly, I’m very satisfied with the price your true form paid so that I could carry out this mission!”
Saying this, Donald raised his hand.
“And finally, Your Majesty Matthews may not know this, but Vice-Emperor Ignas and I come from the same world. We’re almost inseparable, like one entity. So I must plan for our common interests. After all, we’ve both established roots in the multiverse, and there’s too much we’re reluctant to lose here. If anyone dares to harm my family and friends, it’s an unforgivable crime that will incur the most devastating punishment! Vice-Emperor Ignas has already taken that step. He’ll soon leave the multiverse to seek the highest path. So I must acquire a powerful force to maintain stability for the whole before he goes, and eliminate as many enemies as possible!”
Hearing Donald’s resolute tone, Matthews finally realized there were these underlying circumstances.

He still understood and chose to trust this former friend, the Lord of Elves. If it hadn’t been for him initially suggesting that Ignatius didn’t need to take action, it would have been easy for the supreme god in power to humble himself and embrace him. Yet, to completely escape the trap of that judgment, his stubborn nature made him prefer to fall into the abyss rather than compromise and stay in the heavens under Ignatius’s protection.

“The old friend has already taken that step—truly, congratulations to him!”

Over the years, Matthews had heard many rumors about the Lord of Elves in the abyss, but it was only now that he received definite news, which made him happy for Ignatius.

“It’s easy to betray the abyss, but I’ve already been corrupted by the forces of decay, falling from the light. It will likely be difficult to recover, and even if I regain my former strength, I won’t be able to integrate it due to conflicts!”

Upon hearing this, Donald knew right away that this was the most difficult hurdle in his entire plan.

It was indeed unlikely for the power of the former Lord of Light to merge with the forces of decay that were so close to darkness!

Donald, who hadn’t considered this before, began thinking rapidly.

“Light, sun, decay…”

Muttering these words, Donald suddenly thought of a possibility.

“That traitor stole the divine realms of the sun and light, as well as Dawn. And what corresponds to Dawn is Dusk. I wonder, Your Majesty Matthews, what are your thoughts on the realm of Dusk?”

“Dusk? That’s the process of the sun’s end. I know a little about it, but I’ve never used such power!”

For the former Lord of Light, who was the first ray of light in the multiverse and dedicated to the realms of light and the sun, he paid little attention to Dusk—the realm between light and darkness—indeed, he even felt some repulsion toward it.

After all, it was understandable that someone who was light itself wouldn’t like the forces that brought about the end of light. Moreover, the sun alone had so many different realms to explore that Matthews had never considered venturing into the realm of Dusk.

Upon hearing this, Donald’s eyes lit up.

“Is that so? I think I’ve found a way!”