Abyss.
An infinite existence capable of invading nurous worlds within the Star Realm.
No one has been able to count how many layers the Abyss truly has, not even beings as mighty as Gods.
This is a chaotic world, inhabited by demons renowned across all worlds.
They are undoubtedly the symbol of world’s chaos, and the Abyss is undoubtedly the representative of chaos.
Order and Chaos are inherently opposed; demons exist in the Abyss, inherently aggressive entities.
Infinite layers, chaotic essence, extre aggression.
This is the most detestable existence within the Star Realm — the Abyss.
At this mont, within the depths of the Abyss.
On so unknown layer.
This layer of the Abyss is lined with steel, even the earth seems to be cast from tal, with blade-like steel trees rising from the ground, glinting coldly under the murky light.
Sowhere in an iron plain, the sound of tal clashing reverberated.
Soon, the sound disappeared, leaving behind only the sound of chewing.
A humanoid demon, standing about two ters tall, squatted there, before him lay a corpse resembling a beast.
In such a place, even a beast is without doubt a demon-like existence.
The beast’s body glead with a tallic sheen, now torn into pieces, not shedding blood but molten iron-like substance.
Squatting there was a Blade Demon, its one arm morphed into a slender blade, slicing pieces, feeding them into its mouth full of sharp teeth.
The chewing produced a piercing sound.
In this chaotic abyss, survival was the essence.
Everything depends on fighting, plundering, slaughtering.
Suddenly, it froze on the spot.
Quickly responding, it assud a combat stance, transforming the tal fork-hand into two battle swords.
Its body was the perfect weapon.
However, after cautiously surveying the surroundings, it found nothing.
"Whose voice?"
It murmured in confusion.
A male voice had just whispered near its ear, seemingly saying sothing.
This prompted recollection, with knowledge erging in its mind, a ritual to invade a world.
"Hmm?"
An extrely interested expression appeared on its face.
To Abyss demons, invasion of other worlds was instinctual.
Since intrigued, it imdiately took action.
"Firstly, you need sothing to carry your power, the stronger the object, the more it can unleash the essence during invasion.
Hmm... reasonable."
Murmuring, the Blade Demon nodded.
Having invaded worlds, belonging to a Demon Lord, having fought alongside its kind in different worlds, naturally knows so descent knowledge.
The first requirent seed perfectly reasonable; descent typically requires such a dium.
"This is good!"
It enthusiastically exclaid, in prior descents, either worlds were entirely chaotic, with demons pillaging upon entering.
During such tis, Hell layers are nurous, demons invading are many.
Just as the Abyss’s countless layers, every layer holds unknown demons in chaos.
The number of invading demons can’t be expected; individual demons hardly gain advantage.
Most capable demons conducted rituals through original world’s Abyss demon believers for descent.
In descending such a ti, the potential unleashed cannot be estimated unless strong enough.
Purely relying on the believers’ offerings.
At tis, they sacrifice a few beasts hastily, without experience or insight, descending spells disaster.
Even though this way won’t yield death, it weakens the Abyss’s original form.
If a battle occurs in Abyss, defeat is swift unless hidden to recuperate.
Restrictions abound.
Now, the mind’s way was self-provided dium, self-summoning.
This is good, really good.
Thinking along, it dragged the corpse over.
With steel around, the created descent dium naturally was a tal weapon.
As a demon of the tal domain, weapon crafting was instinctual.
Soon, the corpse transford into an exaggerated demon-style blade, with sharp serrations on top.
Reflecting, the demon perford a simple ritual, enchanting the blade.
Post-ritual, it nodded in satisfaction.
"This should do."
Casually planting the blade beside, it sat cross-legged, closed its eyes.
"Let see if this world is worthwhile."
Soon, through the mind’s thod, it connected to that world, but one-way and only a tiny slit.
"So easy? Has the world barrier been worn down?"
Not an expert, little knowledge, peering yielded little, fog surrounded.
Light flickered occasionally, unclear.
But drifting scent caught it.
"Oh! Souls, resilient Power of Soul."
No doubt, worth invading.
For the Abyss, infinite space ans near-infinite resources.
This results from invading and engulfing worlds, harsh environnt doesn’t imply resource scarcity.
For many strong worlds, demons are highly resourceful places.
This also tempts other worlds.
"Trade? Tsk, disgusting."
The Blade Demon showed disgust, trade inherently embodies Order.
Demons detest such, thriving on violence and plunder.
When have they traded?
Unable to invade, begrudgingly accepted.
It tossed the freshly crafted blade over.
As expected, sensed the completion of a simple descent ritual.
Sensing this, demon’s face burst with joy.
Never expected success, truly wonderful.
This world seems weak in defense, exudes enticing soul aura; thoroughly relish.
Through action, it summoned itself.
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