"Garon Aurelian, you..."
The Primordial Sun God's cursing words were cut short.
Thud!
The indestructible Chrono Ring struck the Primordial Sun God's body.
Unlike before, with an independent and complete space-time embedded within, the Chrono Ring carried an unimaginable heavy quality, directly crushing the Primordial Sun God's body into a deep depression, nearly tearing it apart, silencing its voice instantly.
"A simple and unadorned heavy blow."
The silver dragon blinked, recalling the White Night Goddess who displayed great power in the Second Dawn War, mainly using the Silver Jade Disk to bash stronger primordial entities into confusion.
This simple and brutal attack method indeed fits the dragon race's preference for violent aesthetics.
"Besides the basic smashing, it also has other abilities."
"With an embedded complete space-time and an external crystal-like ring, I'll name it the Chrono Crystal Ring."
Garon pondered, then looked at the Primordial Sun God again.
Under the silver dragon's gaze, the Primordial Sun God shrank back, appearing fierce but inwardly weak, and said in a timid voice, "You, what do you want to do now?"
When locked by the Chrono Crystal Ring, its sense of space-time was confused, unable to distinguish the flow of time and spatial orientation.
This was an extremely distressing feeling, akin to an ordinary mortal spinning rapidly in place, leading to extreme dizziness.
After being hit, it felt as if countless worlds had crushed it, feeling like it would be torn apart.
These sensations brought by the Chrono Crystal Ring were absent in the previous divine core weapons used by Garon.
The dragon, in a soothing tone, reassured, "Don't be afraid, I will finish soon."
Following this, in the Dragon Nest of the Eternal Hero Hall, no one could hear the Primordial Sun God's miserable wails.
Using the Primordial Sun God as a target, Garon experimented with various applications of the Chrono Crystal Ring. Whenever the Primordial Sun God was on the brink of true death, with its last breath, Garon used Time Reversal to restore its state, thus preserving his experimental subject's life and continuing to record experimental results through its feedback.
Through multiple experiments, Garon's understanding of the Chrono Crystal Ring increased, becoming more adept in its use, gaining substantial insights.
For this, the Primordial Sun God made an indelible sacrifice.
After a long time, the wails in the Eternal Hero Hall ceased.
Gasping for breath, weak and broken, the Primordial Sun God, looking utterly ravaged, was once again sealed into the Time Amber. At the moment of being sealed, its gaze was not of defiance but of relief.
Garon extended his dragon claw.
Above his claw, the Chrono Crystal Ring rotated slowly, emanating an indescribable aura of time.
Even if he successfully obtained a powerful divine core in the future to create the Sword of Temporal Annihilation, he would not discard the Chrono Crystal Ring. At most, he would prepare more divine cores.
With Garon's divine core farms established in various timelines, although lacking the top-tier powerful divine core farms, the others could be reused and harvested repeatedly, which was not difficult.
"I unintentionally conceived the Chrono Crystal Ring... No, more accurately, time flows towards a favorable future for me, allowing me to forge the Chrono Crystal Ring."
As the silver dragon admired his creation, he reflected.
Looking back, during his experiments, there were many potential future outcomes, like numerous branches diverging from a node.
As he actively sought the most suitable divine core creation, all the future branches converged towards creating the Chrono Crystal Ring, which was the most beneficial and aligned with Garon's desires, guiding the subsequent developments.
"My desires can directly influence the flow of time and the direction of the future."
"However, based on my intentions, there should be limitations. For example, if I wanted the Great Ring Multiverse to become the central ruler of the infinite multiverse, the effect would be minimal."
"If I were a supreme god, it might be possible, but at this stage, it is unrealistic."
Garon whispered in his heart, contemplating.
He discovered a new passive ability he possessed.
Garon had not been a pseudo-strong divine power for long and was still exploring his abilities. However, the passive abilities he had discovered so far were enough to make the gods marvel.
Meanwhile.
The Abyss, the Plain of Ten Thousand Abysses.
Led by the Metal Dragon God and the Immortal Dragon Empress, along with the Elven Lord, the Orc Lord, the Earth Mother Goddess, and other powerful gods, a total of powerful gods belonging to the Pantheon, descended here without any concealment.
The vast divine light shone brilliantly, illuminating the Plain of Ten Thousand Abysses, dispelling the accumulated dark red light of the abyss over the years.
At this moment, within the numerous devil fortresses stationed on the Plain of Ten Thousand Abysses, many devils raised their heads, looking towards the position of the gods, as did the native abyssal demons. Countless devils and demons simultaneously stared at the gods descending upon the abyss.
Moreover.
Demon lords from other layers of the abyss also sensed the arrival of the gods, casting their gaze towards the Plain of Ten Thousand Abysses, nearly all bearing open hostility towards the Pantheon.
"Wargod Zaltaik!"
"During the Second Dawn War, you attempted to murder the gods of the Pantheon, committing an unforgivable sin."
"Surrender and come with us to the Pantheon for judgment!"
The divine majesty rolled, the dragon's might surged.
The Metal Dragon God spoke in a deep voice, his low dragon language resounding like thunder.
Beneath the gods stood a pyramid stained with blood and surrounded by corpses. Atop the pyramid was the divine kingdom of the Wargod.
The Orc Lord Grummsh's rough face was filled with tangible anger, his single eye glaring sinisterly, fixed on the pyramid, already impatient.
The god attacked by the Wargod was the Orc Lord.
This powerful main god of the orc pantheon, also an evil god, was violent and brutal, unable to swallow this humiliation.
Meanwhile, the pyramid stood silently on the dry, barren ground of the abyss.
Facing the gods' accusations, the Wargod did not respond.
However, dense abyssal auras shot up like meteors from crisscrossing abyssal rifts, transforming into numerous demon lords, descending upon the Plain of Ten Thousand Abysses, scattered around the pyramid. The black-purple abyssal energy confronted the divine radiance, even somewhat overwhelming it.
The gods lowered their eyes, looking at these uninvited guests.
The upper body was a strong humanoid male form, with eyes cold and fierce like a top predator, covered in iron armor, with spider legs like spears—the Wolf Spider Miska.
With a plump, beautiful body entwined in slick tentacles, with green hair like snakes, a face both beautiful and dangerous—the Chaos Queen.
Similarly, half-human, half-spider, but with a delicate, evil elven upper body, seemingly a gender-swapped version of the Wolf Spider—the Spider Queen Lolth.
A large eyeball with black pupils and blood-red whites, appearing evil yet full of wisdom—the Eye Demon God, Eye Demon Matron.
Swish!
A blood-red streak flashed from the pyramid.
The Wargod left his divine kingdom, standing at the pyramid's peak, his savage, beast-like face showing a fierce gaze.
The Demon Prince, Wolf Spider Miska.
The Chaos Queen.
The Eye Demon Matron.
The Fallen Elf God, Spider Queen.
The Wargod.
Five abyssal lords or evil gods stood in the same camp, gazing at the gods of the Pantheon.
The thick abyssal aura condensed into substance, even causing black-purple abyssal storms to rise across the Plain of Ten Thousand Abysses.
"Bahamut, Tiamat."
The Demon Prince stepped forward, his multiple compound eyes reflecting the gods, showing a fierce, malicious gaze.
"In the Abyss, it is the domain of us princes."
"Gods who choose to reside here, even if not demons, are still beings of the Abyss."
"The Pantheon wants to judge demons or gods of the Abyss? I, Wolf Spider Miska, the future king of the Abyss, do not allow it!"
As he spoke, a monstrous evil aura erupted from the Wolf Spider.
The abyssal aura condensed like mist, oppressing the divine radiance of the gods, weakening their divine might, while empowering the demons, making them feel amplified.
The title of Demon Prince was not self-proclaimed but recognized by many demon lords and acknowledged by the will of the Abyss.
Each Demon Prince possessed pseudo-divine power level nineteen, and in the Abyss, they could command terrifying amounts of abyssal energy.
This didn't mean they could defeat the Heavenly Emperor or the Nine-faced Dragon God, but they could barely resist. With the assistance of the abyssal will, they would become even more formidable.
"Zaltaik, Matron, Lolth."
"You three, as gods, have chosen to fall and align with demons. You disgrace the divine radiance."
"Return to the Pantheon for judgment. After your trials and punishments, there might be a glimmer of hope."
"But if you cooperate with demons, I can only tell you, it is courting death."
The Metal Dragon God spoke calmly.
"Court death? I don't think so."
"Perhaps the gods will be swallowed by the Abyss in the future."
The Spider Queen said with a smile.
She looked at the Elven Lord Corellon, her eyes filled with venom and hatred.
The Elven Lord's handsome face frowned slightly, his voice cold
as he said to the Spider Queen, "Lolth, for old times' sake, I'll remind you one last time. Joining the Abyss is not a good choice."
The Spider Queen, once the Elven Lord's consort, now showed a look of spite.
Her voice was low and malicious, "Corellon, hehe, why did I fall into the Abyss? It was your doing."
As an elven goddess, she betrayed the Elven Lord and was cast into the Abyss by Corellon. As she lingered in the Abyss, she absorbed abyssal energy out of hatred for Corellon, transforming into her current form, both a demon and an evil god.
"No matter what faction you are in, I will oppose you, finding ways to kill you. Don't pretend to be virtuous with me."
Having claimed the Spider Queen as his own, the Wargod looked at the Elven Lord with a cruel voice like a beast devouring its prey, "Corellon, beware. My claws will take your head and heart as gifts for Lolth."
The Orc Lord snorted coldly, saying viciously, "Before that, you seem to have forgotten me."
"Before you kill Corellon, I'll smash your head and crush you into meat paste."
The Orc Lord and Elven Lord, rarely standing on the same side.
Feeling like he was speaking for the Elven Lord, the Orc Lord realized this and glared at the Elven Lord as well.
"Words are meaningless."
The Chaos Queen, surrounded by petal-like tentacles, slowly said, "To take Zaltaik and Lolth, you must first get past me and Miska, and the many demon lords under our command."
As she spoke, more demon lords descended from the abyssal rifts to the Plain of Ten Thousand Abysses.
The Lizard King, Flayer Lord, Shadow Demon Queen, Crazy Frog Lord, Rotting Baron—all demon lords supporting Miska for the demon king throne, appeared one by one.
For a moment, many demon lords gathered.
The demonic aura condensed into substance.
Normally, with the current situation in the Abyss, when Miska's faction encountered enemies, the Insect King faction and the Anti-King Alliance would appear to oppose Miska.
However, this time, neither the Insect King nor the Anti-King Alliance showed up.
Obviously, they also dreaded the Pantheon and were happy to see Miska clash with the Pantheon first.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend—this saying is not always applicable.
If Miska clashed with the Pantheon, it could weaken Miska's faction while serving as a shield, so the Insect King and Anti-King Alliance would not appear at such a favorable time.
Unfortunately, although the atmosphere was tense, none of the demon lords showed signs of erupting.
Without Miska's order, they would not act rashly.
With Miska's fierce and brutal nature, he wanted to fight the gods right there, but the Chaos Queen repeatedly reminded him that in such a crucial moment, he must not dig his own grave.
Miska only listened to his lover, so he endured.
"Bahamut, Tiamat, leave the Abyss! This is the demons' world, not where you should be!"
"Want to capture Zaltaik and Lolth? Let Io come himself!"
Miska growled lowly.
"I will come, but not now."
In the sky of the Abyss, a pair of nine-colored dragon eyes slowly opened, their oppressive and cold gaze sweeping over each demon lord.
When the Nine-faced Dragon God was no longer gentle, as his enemy, one would bear immense psychological pressure.
Many demon lords felt the colossal power of the Nine-faced Dragon God, showing more or less fear, the demonic aura stagnating and waning.
Then, under the decree of the Nine-faced Dragon God, the gods left the Abyss.
This probe into the Abyss had achieved its purpose.
The gods confirmed that although the demons were at war, when it involved the Pantheon, under external pressure, they would temporarily set aside their differences.
To conquer the Abyss, with the Nine-faced Dragon God and the Heavenly Emperor, it was possible.
But possible did not mean it could be done without thought.
If a direct assault succeeded, the Pantheon would pay a tremendous price, perhaps even more than in the Second Dawn War. To conquer the Abyss, one must fight on the enemy's turf, requiring much greater overall strength.
Moreover, with the current abyssal situation, there were better ways to weaken them.
At this moment, in the Hero Domain, the Dragon Court, the Pantheon.
The gods' avatars communicated about the Abyss's situation.
"These demons are too arrogant."
"I suggest the Supreme God lead the gods to formally and comprehensively conquer the Abyss and make these demons pay!"
The Orc Lord, advocating war and violence, growled.
The Nature Lord Sylvanas shook his head and smiled, "Grummsh, don't be so anxious. The ones who should be anxious are the demons."
The gods debated.
Among them, the war advocates were in the minority.
Due to the victory of the Second Dawn War, the gods were eager to sweep the Abyss, eradicating the greatest scourge of the multiverse.
Currently, the Abyss was the only threat to the gods.
However, more rational gods believed that now was not the right time for war.
The demons were exhausting each other. If they attacked now, it would likely unite the demons against the gods.
Better to wait until the internal strife reached a certain point and no demon king had emerged, then strike decisively to suppress the Abyss and its demons.
The Immortal Dragon Empress's eyes flickered, her green dragon head speaking, "I have been in contact with the Anti-King Alliance, providing support to several demon lords."
"I believe the Anti-King Alliance is worth cultivating."
Under the gods' gaze, the Immortal Dragon Empress explained her plan.
The Anti-King Alliance, under her guidance, considered teaming up with the Insect King to eliminate Miska, whose faction was currently the largest.
Previously, the Anti-King Alliance and the Insect King hesitated.
But now, seeing the three powerful evil gods align with Miska, his faction swelled immensely. Without action, the Anti-King Alliance and the Insect King would be eliminated.
"Under Miska's pressure, they will surely unite."
"Moreover, the Dragon Pantheon has promised to assist the Dark Sovereign and Beast Prince, the main leaders of the Anti-King Alliance."
"I suggest the Pantheon observe and support the Anti-King Alliance under the Dragon Pantheon's name, involving ourselves in the War of Kings."
The Anti-King Alliance, among the three major factions, was unique.
Led by three demon lords: the Dark Sovereign, the Mother of Demons, and the Beast Prince.
After helping the Anti-King Alliance win the War of Kings and eliminate external threats, they would likely split internally for the king's power, making it easier for the Pantheon to deal with.
If possible, it would also be feasible to support an obedient demon king.
Not all competing demon lords wanted the Abyss to devour the multiverse; some just wanted to rule the Abyss. There would be demon kings willing to be the Pantheon's puppets.
After some time, the gods finalized their plans for the Abyss.
To show the importance of the Anti-King Alliance, the Dragon Pantheon would send a powerful god to the deep Abyss to communicate with the Alliance.
As the Supreme God, the Nine-faced Dragon God couldn't casually appear to negotiate with demons, affecting the Pantheon's dignity.
For other dragon gods, this was a somewhat dangerous mission.
After all, gods were suppressed in the Abyss, and demons were not easy to deal with. In the Abyss, their power increased, and if they went mad, the dragon god would be in danger.
To this, Garon volunteered to go to the Abyss.
He feared no suppression from any plane—sorry, he didn't feel it at all.
"...I wonder if the Chrono Crystal Ring will have its place."
Garon was eager for his upcoming journey to the Abyss.
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