Chapter 401
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Chapter 401: The Abyss
“Deep abyss?”
Upon hearing these words, along with the senior profligate’s declaration of venturing into the abyss, even a resolute individual like Mu Ling hesitated for a moment.
The Abyss.
A place of evil, renowned across the multiverse as the counterpart to Hell.
It was filled with danger, despair, fear, and curses—so treacherous that even deities dared not recklessly venture into its depths.
In the abyss, countless chaotic creatures roamed. Some were as massive as planets, while others dared to challenge the mighty immortal deities above!
Legends spoke of something unimaginably terrifying lurking deep within the abyss.
Mu Ling fell silent for a moment before answering,
“I know that a portion of the Black Abyss Deep Sea exists in the abyss. The abyss itself is a special realm—one of the few planes capable of sustaining its existence.”
“From what I understand, many chaotic races inhabit the abyss. The strongest among them possess god-like powers… Even someone as respected as you would likely face danger there.”
Bai Yan nodded in agreement.
“You’re right. The abyss is incredibly dangerous.”
But soon, he expressed his own perspective.
“However, the abyss is practically an infinitely vast space. We’re only going there to investigate the nearby areas… We have no intention of conquering or annihilating the abyss. Even if we encounter enemies beyond our strength, we have no reason to provoke them.”
After Bai Yan finished speaking, he added another sentence with a careful choice of words.
“Of course, the abyss is still dangerous. You’re absolutely right… If you don’t want to go, I won’t force you.”
Deep down, Mu Ling understood.
She wasn’t afraid of entering the abyss—she was worried for herself as a companion.
Mu Ling paused, shook her head, and continued,
“I’m not afraid. I just want to be well-prepared… Actually, I’m curious—what does the great Babel Tower Savior think?”
Since you asked sincerely…
“Searching for the truth is what He desires,” Bai Yan replied calmly.
“Okay, let’s go,” said the friend.
Mu Ling no longer hesitated. She made up her mind to venture into the legendary realm of evil alongside the “Profligate” senior.
Let’s find out.
The Abyss.
Bai Yan raised the peculiar talisman in his hand, took a deep breath, and began chanting in an ancient, mysterious language.
This was the Abyss Language, commonly used by the Doomsday Race. Its existence spanned an untraceable period of time, and its creator remained unknown.
However, one truth was undeniable: this language held mysterious power.
Gradually, strange phenomena unfolded.
“In the midst of darkness.”
The numerous eyes—shrouded by black fingers on the talisman—slowly opened.
A deep black eye stared outward, its blood-red pupil pulsating at the center.
A twisted darkness radiated from its gaze.
In the next moment, an almost invisible door appeared. It was nearly flat, emitting a faint gray glow.
Mu Ling extended her finger and touched its gray surface.
She took a deep breath.
A strange aura emanated from the door—merely touching it made her instinctively want to step back.
Finally, Mu Ling spoke calmly.
“This is the door connecting to the abyss—one of the most evil and dangerous places in the multi-dimensional universe… Let’s go inside.”
Bai Yan nodded gently.
He stepped forward, intending to enter before Mu Ling.
But suddenly—
Mu Ling reached out and grabbed his arm firmly.
“Wait a moment.”
Bai Yan turned to look at her.
Mu Ling shook her head.
She quickly explained, “I’ve heard that the abyss is constantly shifting. If two people enter at the same time but aren’t physically connected—either by holding hands or tying themselves together—they will be transported to different locations.”
She was a proper crime-hunter. She had taken a few lessons specifically on the Abyss and Hell.
So, she understood certain rules about the abyss.
Oh, now I understand.
Bai Yan was about to say those exact words.
But considering his identity as a profligate senior, he forcefully adjusted his words and said,
“Um, I know… Let’s go together.”
Mu Ling didn’t notice the shift in his wording and nodded.
So, Bai Yan allowed Mu Ling to hold onto his arm, and together, they stepped into the abyss.
A World Without Sunlight
The sky was gloomy, devoid of the sun.
Twisted, pale clouds gathered, forming monstrous, grotesque faces—silent yet screaming.
The desolate land stretched endlessly, covered in gray, withered trees.
The ground was composed of black volcanic rock, radiating extreme heat.
If an ordinary person walked here, their shoes would ignite, and their feet would burn instantly.
A gray door emerged.
Bai Yan and Mu Ling—still holding his arm—appeared in this bleak landscape.
“So, this is the deep abyss,” Mu Ling murmured.
She released Bai Yan’s arm.
No longer holding onto him, she gazed at the world before her.
Here, she could feel it.
A profound fear.
A crushing despair.
This world was devoid of life.
And it was utterly hopeless.
Bai Yan pointed ahead.
“Look, that fortress—it’s probably our destination.”
Beyond the countless gray, withered trees, a pitch-black fortress of steel loomed in the distance.
Mu Ling furrowed her brow.
“What is that place?”
Bai Yan, already knowing the answer, responded,
“The Teleportation Point beyond the Black Remnants. It shouldn’t be far from the Doomsday Race… It should be right there.”
Through the game “Babel Tower,” Bai Yan had already received a spoiler about the underlying rules.
This fortress—
“Ironcore Fortress.”
It was a stronghold of the Doomsday Race.
The group that infiltrated Noah’s Air Alliance in Tatsumi City originated from here.
And its current leader—Ming—was an ancient, terrifying warrior of the Doomsday Race.
This was a chaotic race, worshiping the mighty Black Abyss Deep Sea.
Deep within the abyss stood a colossal giant.
It towered at nearly a thousand meters, with pitch-black skin and a hundred arms.
This monstrous entity possessed god-like power and was known as—
“Nullify.”
It had existed for tens of thousands of years, seeking to harness the power of the Black Abyss Deep Sea—hoping to ascend into godhood.
No matter what, Bai Yan and Mu Ling had no intention of provoking this being.
Even though Babel Tower was already a powerful and mysterious organization in Noah, in the vast multiverse, among countless extraordinary beings—
The people of Babel Tower were still just a drop in the ocean.
Since the birth of the multiverse, for countless millennia, many powerful beings had emerged and perished.
Yet, none of them had ever escaped the cycle of life and death.
Only by becoming a god.
Only then could they attain eternal souls, no longer mere ants bound by death, nor insignificant specks in the infinite universe.
The two of them quickly arrived at Ironcore Fortress, utilizing the potent spell effect of “Mysterious Magic” through Power Possession. They seamlessly entered the fortress as if they were invisible, completely unnoticed by the guards and various surveillance tools.
The structure of this fortress resembled a medieval castle, but it was even more colossal, like a miniature city. A network of interconnected roads led to countless areas and rooms, the extent of which was unknown.
Inside the Ironcore Fortress, there were many members of the Doomsday Race, people of all ages and genders, numbering at least a hundred thousand.
Inside the fortress, it seemed that a very strict hierarchy was in place, and among the Doomsday Race, those who carried weapons held a noticeably higher status.
Some members of the Doomsday Race were peculiar and monstrous in appearance. Although humanoid creatures were more common, they were still only a minority among them.
All the members of the Doomsday Race shared a common trait.
That is, they had black patterns on their skin.
Some of the slaves captured by the Doomsday Race didn’t have the black patterns on their bodies. These people were enslaved by the Doomsday Race, forced to work with chains around their necks, and kept their heads down while working.
One of the slaves just glanced up at the Doomsday Race member holding a weapon, and in response, the Doomsday Race member angrily hacked off one of the slave’s hands.
Even though his arm was chopped off, the slave still crazily kowtowed, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.
Mu Ling, upon witnessing this scene, felt a surge of anger within her heart.
Even though she knew that this place wasn’t Noah’s world but the most dreadful abyss, and even though she was aware that not all of the slaves captured by the Doomsday Race were necessarily good people,
Mu Ling was still very angry, unable to bear witnessing the mistreatment of the weak.
“Calm down.”
Bai Yan held her and shook his head.
“Don’t startle the snake by beating the grass.”
“I understand,” said Mu Ling, her eyes still filled with anger, and Bai Yan noticed it.
He said, “We need to search for some clues.”
So, Bai Yan and Mu Ling explored one room after another inside the fortress. The rooms had a simple style, with no unnecessary decorations or furniture.
It was evident that the Doomsday Race didn’t pursue enjoyment.
They discovered many slaves and noticed that these slaves were mostly under the control of the Doomsday Race. They were gathering special black ore from the surroundings, yet they had no knowledge of its unique purpose.
“Wait a moment.”
Bai Yan closed his eyes and reached out to touch the scorching walls of the fortress. He began to unleash his ability of “Connection.”
In his mind, scenes of flashbacks arose.
“Um, I understand.”
After Bai Yan opened his eyes, a smile appeared on his face. He gently nodded and pointed to the spot right below.
“The thing we are looking for should be right at the bottom of the fortress.”
“The very bottom?”
Mu Ling slightly paused, then she heard Bai Yan continue speaking.
“Hmm, the leader of the Ironcore Fortress, ‘Ming,’ is right there. The person sent to Tatsumi City by the Doomsday Race is her. If we can find her, we will be able to understand the whole situation.”
“I want to free the slaves inside this fortress,” Mu Ling suddenly spoke up.
“Good.”
Bai Yan had long been aware of Mu Ling’s thoughts, but he didn’t find it strange. Calmly, he said, “Since you want to do this, I will accompany you.”
Mu Ling looked at the elder “Profligate” and somehow felt familiar with the look in his eyes but couldn’t recall where exactly this sense of familiarity came from.
“Thank you.”
She sincerely thanked Mr. Profligate. This elder was truly very tolerant of her.
“Elder… Have we met before?” Mu Ling couldn’t help but curiously ask.
Bai Yan immediately responded, “Hmm? Haven’t we met many times? I have been involved in many missions, and I also appeared at the Babel Tower meeting… Did you lose your memory?”
Mu Ling shook her head and gathered her thoughts before saying, “No, I mean apart from those occasions… I always feel like you are very familiar with me.”
“Hmm…”
Bai Yan fell silent, and Mu Ling was truly perceptive.
As their strength grew and they spent more time together, the difficulty of continuing to play the game of deception increased day by day.
Perhaps if things continue like this, someday his true identity will be exposed.
However, even if Mu Ling’s true identity is revealed, her loyal attitude will not change. There is no need to worry about that.
Is it truly the right time now?
“If that’s the case, then I have no choice but to tell you the truth.”
Bai Yan had a smile on his face, and he let out a sigh.
“I thought I could hide it from you all along, but I didn’t expect you to figure it out so quickly.”
He looked at Mu Ling with a serious gaze and spoke slowly, “Next, I am going to tell you the truth, something very astonishing. I’m afraid you won’t believe it at first.”
Hmm.
Indeed, it was necessary to take this step.
Bai Yan also knew in his heart that blindly fooling around was not a solution.
Mu Ling held her breath and gazed at Senior Profligate before her.
At that moment, she couldn’t help but feel like she was about to discover some unimaginable, enormous secret!
Bai Yan, in a way he had never been before, spoke with utmost seriousness, every word carefully pronounced,
“Why do you feel familiar to me, and why do I know your preferences? The truth is, all of this is because…”
