Surviving The Fourth Calamity

”Asmodeus is stirring,” Lansendel couldn’t help but remind.

Although he remained silent, unlike Hill and the others who were distracted by the stories of the Gods of Order, the Great Peacock was the one most focused on the battle situation.

Lansendel has always cared about the future.

As for the stories that have happened and can’t be undone... they’re not his, right?

The Great Peacock would listen, but not overly focus.

He hoped more to understand how Asmodeus plans to break out from Heavenly Mountain and fight across the universe.

Additionally, being in the Pool of Life, his incarnation is actually more dangerous.

If Asmodeus really needs a scapegoat to pave the way, and the Gods of Order can’t defeat him, he’s likely to target his own head... After all, his strength isn’t high, and he has no one above him!

Besides, there’s a little spider hiding in the corner, silently.

But the Great Peacock staying there, it’s hard to observe everything, after all, even though there’s a bit of a signal, the isolation from the Pool of Life’s mist is still strong.

Being careless might lead to missing something.

Lansendel can only protect the poor and unloved himself by constantly monitoring the giant screen.

That’s why he was the first to notice Asmodeus’s changes.

Of course, Hill thought the only one really distracted here was himself.

As for others... Well, opinions vary.

Even if they seem startled, Hill, who currently doesn’t trust everything he sees, has completely stopped believing his eyes.

Pretty women lie, let alone pretty goddesses.

Thanks to the ancestors, he lived to this day with a lie-crusher.

Otherwise, he might be like Lansendel, ignoring all the nonsense, refusing to believe or respond.

Bean-eyed light didn’t even flicker, calmly speaking again, ”The Pool of Life seems to have thoroughly separated from the top of Heavenly Mountain, those Gods of Order couldn’t stop him.”

”They should have pinned their hopes on the Divine Array outside,” Shaer sneered, ”Compared to trapping Asmodeus, this Divine Array’s main purpose is space sealing and entanglement.

If they succeed, it’s a much stronger bind than what was once on the Pool of Life.”

”When did you become a master of magic arrays?” Celene’s expression was peculiar, ”Did you train somewhere?”

”No need to be passive-aggressive, nor feign innocence,” Shaer coldly replied, ”Just something seen by the God of Time and Space.

And William was quite willing to inform me.

What, jealous?

Ha~ too bad, none in this world would share everything so willing with you.”

Hill immediately understood why Shaer would return to AO with her true form, likely to inform Dady soon after getting the news, to avoid accidentally getting themselves tangled.

Things that can bind the Pool of Life... definitely have the ability to trap Celene and Lansendel together.

Though it’s merely an incarnation, there’s much subtle significance to a deity’s incarnation, not only losing divine power and divinity.

Then, another question arises—why Shaer reacted so quickly, and it’s unlikely for Lansendel?

But having spent so much time together, Hill absolutely doesn’t believe Shaer has such deep feelings for Celene anymore.

Shaer now, doesn’t mind collaborating with Celene, but that doesn’t mean she’s regained sisterly affection... Rather, she doesn’t care for this sister as much as before.

And besides, this wouldn’t directly lead Celene to demise as a massive trouble.

Thus, the only reason that could make her tense is this Divine Array from the Gods of Order potentially stripping source power.

Shaer certainly doesn’t care whether Celene’s source power might be depleted, but unfortunately, as the other side of twins, she’s indeed affected by Celene’s energy.

Moreover, she merely wants her place to be quieter, not having her house blown up.

Toriell’s source energy controlled by Exterior Gods is no different from someone installing a timed explosive in her house ready to go off at any moment.

Therefore, Shaer quickly found AO who could cleanly handle this matter... facing a real crisis of life and death, the Lady of the Night was truly calm and decisive.

Not bothering Celene and wasting time.

Thus, those past... Oh, well, AO wouldn’t mind how Shaer and Celene acted, only acted deaf, wouldn’t rush in like today.

Although his eyes were fixed on the Lord of Hell who suddenly started teleporting everywhere, Hill couldn’t help but mutter inwardly.

There was no helping it, Asmodier was hopping around so energetically that it made him dizzy, yet he couldn’t bear to look away... Although that guy moved incredibly fast, changing spots every tenth of a second, his hand gestures kept switching.

Clearly planning something big, Hill couldn’t afford not to watch.

However, the Lord of Hell seemed to have added some kind of spell on himself. Although Hill wasn’t affected by illusion techniques, this camera clearly picked up on something.

This was the first time Hill felt the weakness of this camera equipment... though it couldn’t really be considered a flaw.

After all, being able to see the traces of spells from such a powerful entity like the Lord of Hell from the side, how could that be considered bad?

However, these overly distinct traces could really easily affect those whose soul power wasn’t strong enough.

And to maintain one’s self in these traces that could be considered magical resonance, one would need at least Demigod-level soul power.

Mages above level 30 should also have no problem.

At most, they wouldn’t understand what they’re seeing, but they wouldn’t be directly corroded by it.

Hill not only had enough spiritual power, but also his past experiences allowed him to remain clear-headed when faced with mental attacks, however, this also made him see Asmodier’s runes too clearly.

Each glance was truly like a mental attack, and yet he himself was the one actively seeking a beating.

Thus, Hill’s feelings were really bizarre, having to rely on random thoughts to lower his SAN value... which he himself set up.

Those evil runes, the more he looked, the more nauseating they became!

Hill took a deep breath, trying to calm himself.

There was no other way, these runes with a foul aura were truly the most detested existence to the Force of Nature, even if he tried his best to control his emotions, he still couldn’t suppress the nausea rising in his throat.

”Ah... what exactly is he dancing?” Celene clearly wasn’t feeling comfortable watching either, ”How can those Gods of Order just let him jump around like that?”

”Obviously, they’re not willing to risk their lives.” Shaer calmly replied, ”Asmodier is clearly about to unleash a big move. At this time, anyone who steps forward may die.

These Gods of Order are just adept at combat, they’re not the strongest.”

”Strange? Where’s the Lord of War, Hieronymus?” Lansendel asked after observing for a long while, ”How come we don’t see him anywhere?”

”Compared to the Heavenly Mountain, his most important task is to guard Miska.” AO kindly answered his question, ”If that one really breaks out, the Gods of Order need to consider issues beyond whether they can maintain the original energy reserve of the mountain top.”

There was even a trace of cheerfulness in his voice, as if he could already foresee some spectacular scenes: ”Ah, at that time, probably, the nine layers of hell would need to change their face again and cooperate sincerely with the Heavenly Mountain.

Heh~

That wouldn’t be bad, although Asmodier had just bid an eternal farewell with the Pool of Life, life is always full of surprises and accidents!”

”Old man, what are you gloating about?” Celene asked confusedly, ”If that giant spider breaks out, could Toril be well?”

”Ah, that would only be after the Heavenly Mountain and Hell are both done for, wouldn’t it?” AO replied very smoothly, ”Don’t worry, there are so many powerful beings in the Multiverse, they wouldn’t let such a thing happen.

That’s the center of the multiverse, if it truly explodes, no one should expect to survive.

As for mortals, they might still be fine... haven’t you encountered the Undead Tribe?

That’s the future most suitable for mortals.

Of course, we wouldn’t see it, either finding exile in a new universe or... hey, we would definitely turn into the most brilliant fireworks, going out alongside the universe.”

”Old man, what’s stimulated you?” Celene tilted her head and asked, ”Although I know the Undead Tribe drove several deities mad, but... not to that extent, right?

You’ve experienced a World Without Magic.”

”Heh~” AO left only a cold laugh.

Clearly, he knew some even deeper secrets... secrets possibly more severe than the righteous and evil war currently happening.

Then, he also noticed the performance of the Undead Tribe and thought of some, well, more philosophical things.

Such as whether mortals need deities... He had mentioned this long ago, and his demand that Toril Gods be responsible for the faith of their people is related to this kind of thinking: Deities who do not protect the mortals who believe in them have no existence value.

Although his starting point was more about maintaining the divine order, he didn’t really care about the mortals’ life and death... he didn’t even care about the life and death of most deities, but some of his views, at least among deities like the Gods of Order, could be considered relatively ’humane’.

As for Celene’s words about ’driving mad,’ that wasn’t really the case.

Most of it was due to Ambori, who cooperated closely with the Undead Tribe, and Olypher, who became suddenly very ’Winter Maiden’ after awakening... this Winter Maiden was truly developing her Ice Plain delivery business, and cooperating quite well with the Undead Tribe.

After all, she was genuinely assuming the role of Agleya’s Divine Subordinate.