Chapter 693: The King of the Abyss, Dagon

Many lords in the abyss dared not act rashly. Donald also watched these powerful abyssal beings with a smile. Only the fierce battles among the three great giants in the distance continued to erupt with loud noises and lights, while the Realm of the Fallen Kingdom slowly rose above.

Finally, one demon lord could no longer bear this mental torment and flew abruptly in another direction, attempting to bypass Donald and infiltrate the Divine Kingdom of the Fallen Kingdom.

Donald didn’t move an inch, standing firmly in mid-air. Pointing at the demon lord, he said, “In the name of fate, those who attempt to defy it will be abandoned by fate!”

As soon as he spoke, the demon lord’s aura plummeted instantly. It was as if time rewound—from a lower god to a newly ascended god, then to a demi-god. In the blink of an eye, it was reduced to the strength of a legendary warrior.

Then Donald casually sent out a beam of divine light, suppressing the demon lord.

With the use of the Great Fate Art, Donald easily severed the demon lord’s fate from the timeline, forcing him to revert to his earlier state as a legendary warrior. He was then suppressed by the Truth Kingdom with minor injuries. Even if his fate were restored, he could no longer break free from the restrictions of the Divine Kingdom’s rules.

This time, Donald didn’t rely on the power of the Fate Book’s projection. There was clearly no comparison between an ordinary demon lord and a being as powerful as the King of the Undead.

Moreover, unless absolutely necessary, he didn’t want to reveal the power of his higher-tier divine weapon—after all, this wasn’t the closed realm of Hell, but the abyssal void.

At this moment, neither the main world nor the higher realms could know how many eyes were watching from afar!

This was Donald’s second attack since his appearance. The mysterious power of the Great Fate Art once again subdued these restless demon lords.

Not even higher gods could escape the power of fate, let alone demon lords whose strength was at most that of mid-tier gods.

Over a hundred demon lords were involved this time, with more than ten at the mid-tier god level, including Donald’s old acquaintance, the Spider Queen, a demon goddess.

Meanwhile, Flora was behind a group of demon lords, gnashing her teeth in hatred as she stared at Donald’s avatar, her eyes burning with rage.

If glances could kill gods, Donald’s demon hunter avatar would have long been reduced to ashes!

But due to repeated failures earlier and Donald’s overwhelming presence just now…

This made the dark elf goddess dare not move forward at all; she waited until other demon lords surrounded her before planning to launch a surprise attack.
Faced with a group of demon lords surrounding her, Donald remained calm, as if he were not in this corrupt and decaying abyssal world but on a lawn in the suburbs, with those opposite him not being fierce and evil abyssal demons but rather harmless rabbits.
Such composure and grace forced other powerful beings who had been watching this great upheaval in the abyss to give their praise.
While this side was stuck in a stalemate, the battle among the three giants became even more intense.
Besides being known as the Destroyer Monarch and the Demon Overlord, Oustasius also had another title: Demon Prince. This came from his status as the first demon in the abyss, created by Cangye, the offspring of chaos, as the first new generation of demons distinct from the ancient ones.
Although Oustasius had two heads, each with its own independent will, he was mad and chaotic, often devoid of reason, seeking to destroy everything. His mother considered him a failed creation.
Yet it was undeniable that Oustasius possessed strength comparable to any of the ancient demon overlords.
It could be said that Oustasius was undoubtedly the most powerful demon in the abyss, second only to the ancient demons. Even the first batch of demons born after him, such as the Degenerate Monarch Grant and the Immortal Overlord Oscar, had to admit they were slightly inferior.
This was because the power of destruction naturally made them better at fighting and attacking than most law domains. Whether it was Grant’s domain of corruption or Matthews’ domain of ruin, their attributes tended more toward influencing the souls and physical changes of creatures, rather than focusing solely on destruction.
Thus, the battle quickly evolved into the two abyssal giants, the Degenerate Monarch and the Ruin Monarch, fighting together against the Destroyer Monarch Oustasius.
It was Oustasius’s insane behavior that forced these two abyssal monarchs, caught in his grasp, to unite for self-preservation. Otherwise, during their battle, any sudden strike from Oustasius, who played recklessly, would pose a deadly threat to either of them.
Just as the battle among the three giants reached its climax, suddenly, in the waters bordering the third plane, near the Abyssal Sea that covered almost the entire abyssal world, monstrous waves began to surge violently.
It was as if the deepest nightmares of the ocean raised their reflective, massive bodies, slowly rising from the dark seabed.

The tentacles, equipped with hook-like suckers, thrashed violently, swinging erratically as if a human were stretching. Its eel-like torso was enormous, and the ends of its longest tentacles featured five-fingered hook claws, likely powerful weapons for capturing and seizing prey. The head of this giant monster resembled some indescribable deep-sea fish, yet its terrifying face revealed an expression of cunning mixed with primitive intelligence. Transparent teeth the size of masts curved out from its lipless mouth. Such a massive and unique appearance immediately made a few of the ancient demon lords present realize its identity, causing them to exclaim in shock. The suddenly appearing deep-sea giant, as if just waking up, bent its body, turned over in the sea, then continued sinking into the depths, leaving only raging waves behind. As it turned, one of its enormous tentacles, as thick as towering pillars, swept across the space between the three giants. Faced with this move, even the mighty Fallen Monarch had to temporarily avoid it. Only the Madness Monarch, who had lost his sanity, acted recklessly, unleashing destructive power. The giant tentacle struck by this power recoiled instinctively as if pricked by a needle, flinging the arrogant Madness Monarch like a sandbag into the abyssal void, piercing through multiple layers of spatial barriers before finally stopping in the middle depths. By then, the towering tsunami waves had reached the void. Seeing the sheer power of this deep-sea giant and realizing the Madness Monarch was no match for its casual strikes, many abyssal warriors were terrified and scattered in all directions. The Fallen Monarch Mathius also took the opportunity to break free from the clutches of the two giants and engaged Donald. Riding the force of the tsunami waves, he surged upward like a cannonball, escaping the abyssal realm and reaching outside the lower layers of the void in just a few breaths!