Chapter 562
by fanqienovelChapter 562: The First Demon God Who Felt He Hadn’t Lost Anything
"Your Majesty…"
"That’s what happened…"
The attendants knelt before the First Demon God, heads hung low, not daring to breathe loudly.
In the past, they seldom trembled like this.
Truthfully, First Demon God Barbatos wasn’t particularly cruel—at least toward his subordinates.
He remained reasonable unless facing major setbacks.
But lately, those "major setbacks" came too frequently.
Since that terrifying Giant God appeared, they’d been startled every few days.
Attendants delivering bad news often had their souls shattered—or worse—by Barbatos’ unintentional divine wrath.
The realm of gods proved harsher than the mortal world.
Here, every action, even a breath or fleeting emotion from the mighty, could irreversibly crush the weak if left unchecked!
Yet today, their fears proved unnecessary.
"Oh."
"I see."
"Heh…"
Not only did First Demon God Barbatos show no divine fury, he appeared utterly composed.
Almost… smug.
The attendants felt relief mixed with feigned surprise.
Of course, most of their "astonishment" was performative.
Barbatos had repeatedly spun defeats into victories by "shifting perspectives."
They pretended shock because Barbatos relished their awestruck, questioning expressions—it fed his vanity.
That vanity prompted him to radiate "positive" divine energy toward these Secondary Chaos Demon Gods, uplifting their spirits and even boosting their power.
The First Demon God always fell for this act.
"Haha…"
"This time… my losses were negligible."
Watching the attendants’ widened eyes, Barbatos nodded in renewed satisfaction.
Educating these ignorant lesser gods while they marveled at his wisdom? Exquisite.
"Listen well…"
His logic was simple:
Though he’d hired those Giant Spirit Gods with shards of divine rank and paid a substantial deposit, their purpose was always to halt the Infernal Mad God’s advance and weaken the fallen demon gods.
Now the Infernal Mad God had scattered like startled birds, while the fallen demon gods suffered devastating losses in the three-way clash—their numbers critically reduced.
The mission objective was perfectly accomplished.
The Giant Spirit God could be considered to have "died a worthy death" by any measure.
"Now, the Infernal Mad Gods have lost their leader and can no longer threaten the Chaos Swamp."
"The fallen demon gods suffered devastating losses too—what little divinity remains won’t let them stir trouble."
"What could they possibly use against me!?"
"Belial!?"
"Besides…"
A cunning gleam flashed in Barbatos’s eyes.
"Even if they overestimate themselves and come for me, haven’t they realized? By attacking the Giant Spirit God alongside the Giant God, they’ve made enemies of the Primal Wilderness!"
"Hmph…"
"Just because the Giant God uses Endless Ether as his stronghold, must I not wield the Primal Wilderness as mine!?"
"Moreover…"
"Huff—!"
The First Demon God swept His hand, conjuring a shimmering three-dimensional map before His attendants.
This "map" pulsed with constant motion.
The Fantasy Tree of Subspace rooted in the Chaos Swamp Realm stretched rapidly toward the Primal Wilderness, dyeing the once-yellowish universe in vibrant emerald.
"The age has shifted!"
"Both Chaos Swamp Realm and Primal Wilderness shall vanish—only to be reborn."
"Yet fools like the Giant God obsess over meaningless tactical wins, blind to the tide of history!"
"The coming era belongs to the Fantasy Tree of Subspace!"
As Barbatos’s declaration thundered…
"Boom—!
Boom—!
Boom—!"
Violent tremors erupted!
Unlike previous quakes, these convulsions shook not just the core area of the Fantasy Tree of Subspace—but even reached the Chaos Pillar within Barbatos’s domain.
"Eek—!"
"Aah!"
Attendants shrieked and fell.
Barbatos roared, divine pressure spilling forth to pin them prostrate; two weaker servants went instantly mad.
"What is this disturbance!?"
When the tremors faded, the attendants gasped in relief.
Barbatos coiled His divine might into probing tentacles, extending senses from the Fantasy Tree of Subspace. This power became His eyes, scouring the surroundings.
"This…"
Another massive Fantasy Tree of Subspace, one of the core twelve pillars, lay fallen in the Chaos Swamp. Before it fell, it had stubbornly rammed into the Chaos Pillar where Barbatos stood, knocking it crooked!
The very culprit was brazenly holding a party atop the toppled Fantasy Tree!
It was a group of seemingly enlarged deities—the Star-Eater Plutonium Dragons!
—-
"Magnificent! The Giant God!"
"All praise to the mortals!"
Ye’s Foolish Act scurried excitedly across the fallen Fantasy Tree, victory’s joy lightening its hundreds of limbs.
Never before would it have uttered such kindness to mortals lowly as dust.
Yet now, it freely showered them with praise!
"Save your praise for us not."
Sulya’s voice rose from the Ether Sea beneath the fallen Fantasy Tree.
"Reserve all glory for the Giant God."
"Without the Giant God, no grand alliance would bind mortals and Star-Eater Plutonium Dragons."
Having repeatedly witnessed mortals’ worth, the dragons delved deeper into mortal ways under the Giant God’s gifted sub-brain, forging stronger bonds.
As more mortals—especially root-shattering Saraph people—dwelled within the dragons, their capability to devour Fantasy Trees surged.
Boldness returned, birthing another audacious scheme.
This plan emerged from Ye’s Foolish Act and Sulya, the Giant God’s First Living Saint and mortal leader.
Acknowledging mortals’ role, the dragons now honored their wisdom.
Their strategy: patiently tunnel through chaos via Sulya’s engineers, carving a net path straight to the Fantasy Tree’s heart.
Then, from the Primal Mud’s depths, they’d unleash a tempestuous assault on the roots, severing them utterly.
Success struck.
Another core Fantasy Tree crashed, even rattling the First Demon God’s palace.
But…
"Set aside praise and revelry for now."
"We did it."
"Rooooaaaar—!"
Furious bellows erupted!
"Now!"
Sulya shot a meaningful look at Ye’s Foolish Act.
"Haul up the prepared items!"