Chapter 471

Chapter 471: The King of Ether Rides on Your Face!

Mobilizing a vast kingdom was a very troublesome task.

The delivery of government orders, the gathering and movement of various supplies and personnel was like throwing a large stone into a pool of stagnant water.

It inevitably created huge waves.

The more centralized the government, the easier it was to mobilize; conversely, the more decentralized, the slower the mobilization became.

The "Ether Abyss" faced such a problem.

She was now like a "falsely bloated giant," full of flesh and strength, yet couldn’t exert any power.

Her Divine Body itself was a colossal structure made up of countless small Divine Bodies condensed together and spread across the ocean floor.

It lay thickly over a vast area at the bottom of the Endless Ether; extending thousands of meters, resembling a gigantic "Endless Carpet" that tightly covered the Primal Mud below, madly drawing vast amounts of energy from the Primal Mud and cracks in the realm.

This structure made the Abyss nearly "immortal" and "invincible."

No deity knew how to truly kill the Abyss.

Its scale was so enormous that even suppressing it seemed difficult.

In some ways, it was quite similar to the Fantasy Tree of Subspace.

However, unlike the "Will" of the "Fantasy Tree of Subspace"—the Will of Chaos—which never truly showed itself, the Abyss’s will was more active and somewhat more "animalistic," preferring to stir up trouble directly.

Nonetheless, she shared a common trait with the Fantasy Tree of Subspace—she couldn’t move, and her Divine Body felt numb.

Even perceiving herself was incredibly exhausting, let alone mobilizing any Divine Body.

The Abyss’s true strength lay not in her Divine Body itself but in her ancient nature.

Many "Tyrant" Souls were formed from the fusion of tiny Divine Rank particles produced by the Abyss: she held very strong influence over them.

It could even be said she possessed complete control!

However, the Abyss herself was a "clumsy player" and lazy, so precise control was impossible.

She could only influence the Tyrants through her connections with them.

As for how the Tyrants operated daily, how they seized territory, or established their power systems…

The Abyss didn’t concern herself.

She only required them to follow commands during battles and assist when needed.

This style of rule was very convenient, but it also caused the Abyss’s poor mobilization ability and extremely sluggish speed.

In war’s early stages, the Abyss often relied solely on her "standing army" and "guard forces"—the Gods of Blood and Delirium and the Assassin Gods—over whom she held absolute control.

However, now that the full-scale war against the Ether Mother had officially begun, the Abyss’s "standing army" had been largely depleted in her previous contest of attrition against the Giant God.

This led to the "Abyssal Carpet," despite possessing far superior overall strength to the Ether Mother, being locked in a stalemate with her for quite some time, as Tyrants across the Endless Ether heeded the call only to clash like clumsy chickens.

It even allowed the enemy to ride right onto her face!

"Hahaha!"

"Abyss!"

"The time to punish your betrayal had come!"

"I, the King of Ether, have claimed the sixth seat of the Chaos Council!"

"I am a formidable core councilor respected by Barbatos himself!"

"You shall pay for breaking our pact!"

"Boom—!"

Amid frenzied shouts, a colossal sea monster deity with a gargantuan head swam through the Endless Ether near the Abyss.

After Lady Xidi recruited the King of Ether into the "Giant God Association," He lingered only briefly in the Chaos Swamp Realm.

That realm stifled His Divine Body’s power.

Almost immediately, He returned to the Endless Ether and launched a surprise assault on the Abyss as Lady Xidi had orchestrated.

This struck when the Abyss concentrated its forces against the Ether Mother on the outer front.

Its inner defenses lay vulnerable.

Thus, the King of Ether exploited the gap!

His massive Divine Body surged over the Abyss, churning violent floods of ether.

The powers of ether made the entire Ether Sea boil!

As ether’s might clashed with the Abyss’s divine aura in the sea, even the Tyrants attempting to defend the Abyss faltered beneath the collision of these two wills.

They hovered at the periphery, circling indecisively.

The Abyss’s influence—deep within their Souls—urged them forward to slay this reckless outsider god.

Yet when they tried to swarm, the powers of ether thwarted them.

The Ether Sea exerted crushing pressure. Chaotic ether currents swept through, spawning whirlpools large and small.

Smaller Tyrants were hurled aside by raging ether torrents; larger ones wobbled uncontrollably, unable to steady their forms.

Meanwhile, the self-styled "King of Ether" and "sixth seat of the Chaos Council" swept through the Ether Sea. Propelled by the flood, His four massive fins churned as He advanced.

All ether magic dimmed before the powers of ether.

Spells veered off-course or landed weakly; forbidden curses weakened to mere scratches.

In contrast, the King of Ether reigned supreme.

He plunged alone into the Tyrant ranks, sheathing His giant jaws in magic torrents before biting down with primal savagery!

"Ah—!"

"We cannot face this foe!"

"Urk…"

Where His colossal head and jaws passed, thudding bites echoed like death decrees—each snap bisecting an Ether Tyrant or lesser Ether deity.

"Hsss…"

Divine blood clouded the Ether Sea.

Tyrant flesh and shattered corpses snowed downward, thumping onto the Abyssal Carpet.

"Hahaha!"

The King of Ether roared with mocking laughter.

"Such is the famed might of the Abyss?"

"Pathetic!"

"I could carve through it single-handed!"

"I, the King of Ether, stand peerless in this world…"

"Eh—!?"

As His taunt hung in the ether—

"Fwoosh—!"

A slender, long-snouted fish streaked from the Abyssal Carpet.

Its form resembled a honed arrow, and it moved as one.

The sleek Divine Body split the currents, lunging at the King of Ether.

Though dwarfed by Him, their blinding speed left Him stunned; even His powers couldn’t counter their velocity!

"What…?"

Bewildered, the King of Ether watched more bizarre deities burst from the Abyssal Carpet.

"Brat!"

"Your paltry power means nothing!"

"Now learn the Abyss’s true might!"

"Reinvention, regeneration of gods!"

Yet the Abyss, locked in combat, failed to notice.

"Shhh…"

Tiny entities—invisible to His sight—drifted toward the Abyss.

They bore no divinity. None but the King of Ether knew they existed.