Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 1361 - 451 Devil: Tough Situation, Attack Together_2

Chapter 1361: Chapter 451 Devil: Tough Situation, Attack Together_2

Wayne’s body swayed and returned to the world, becoming real and tangible.

Luck exploded — the investments of Idinis, Galle, and Shi Luke, the knowledge gained from the Abyssal Sword, plus the entire legacy of the Life Alliance, were just enough to break the stable Golden Triangle.

A slight miss would mean failure.

If Wayne hadn’t profited greatly in the Papal State and hadn’t managed to pick up the Philosopher’s Stone from the Death Church, he would inevitably have failed to break through the barrier to becoming a demigod.

"If a demigod needs so many resources, where can I scrape together enough to become a god..."

The Void, perhaps?

Wayne mused, the Void is not impossible; it’s the source of knowledge, containing countless Information Laws. But his appetite was so huge, and the Void’s delicacies, refined yet slow to serve, only made him hungrier.

Thinking it over, he’d have to fleece the goddesses.

"And there’s still Heaven and Hell, I haven’t finished the Golden Rule and the Seven Deadly Sins yet!"

Wayne furrowed his brows in thought; perhaps going to Hell was a good thing. In order to progress, he had to pass through that stage eventually.

He wanted to gain knowledge, and the Demon Kings just so happened to have it. What a coincidence!

"As for Heaven, that’s simpler. Once the Reincarnated Angels find the real Saint Heir, I’ll cling to Hexuno’s thigh and hitch a ride to Heaven."

Wayne thought the issue was manageable, contemplated for a moment, and decided to test the mettle of the Seven Demon Lords. It’s better to evaluate how capable he was after probing them.

If the Seven Demon Lords were weak, the righteous would always triumph over evil; this is an undeniable truth. Wayne, with his righteous spirit, swore to uphold the truth to the end;

If the Seven Demon Lords still held value, he’d temporarily endure, avoiding the sharp edge. A great man can both yield and rise, leading to greatness; this is the truth of wisdom.

Wayne’s form flickered, transforming into Soskuna’s appearance, and his body floated down to the construction site.

"Hey, you there, Lewd Goblin... it’s you, stop staring and come over. I have a few questions for you."

"Lord, I’m not a Lewd Goblin; this used to be the Lord of Gluttony’s territory."

"Then you’re a Gluttony Goblin, all the same."

"I’m not a goblin..."

"How about a Gluttony Ogre then, enough with the nonsense!"

Wayne waved his hand to interrupt, a wisp of thought struck, and relying on excellent eloquence and outstanding looks, he got the answers he wanted.

Firstly, this was the domain of the Lord of Gluttony, and secondly, there was a war going on recently, chaotic and far from peaceful.

The honest and simple Hell had always been chaotic; turmoil was a cultural trait and the number one selling point in Hell’s tourism promotions.

But this time was different. The Lords of Gluttony and Wrath, two of the Seven Demon Kings, suddenly bordered each other, violating the non-aggression pact, annexing small buffer territories, and plunged into an endless battle.

It used to be minor scuffles; the Seven Demon Kings feigned justice from high above, and suddenly they personally took the field, causing tremendous panic.

The Lord of Lust’s territory was equally disarrayed. The innumerable admirers of the long-absent Lord of Lust, constrained by beauty, were going mad.

It’s not over yet. The territory of the Lord of Envy is also in chaos lately, as the great Lord of Clown, the Lord of Laughter, and the reigning king of Hell jokes, mortified, swore to clash with Lord Pride to the end, and is currently in conflict.

They can’t win, but they still won’t give in!

Five of the Seven Demon Lords were in disarray, leaving only the lands of Sloth and Greed which remained somewhat stable.

As for the Sloth King, no need to mention, he couldn’t be bothered to move.

The Lord of Greed was different; seeing battles everywhere, saw profit opportunities, he hopped back and forth between Gluttony and Wrath, supporting whoever paid more.

In short, because all the Seven Demon Lords were acting, the remaining devils among the Seventy-two Demon Lords had to act, with 6/7 places engaged in warfare, turning all Hell into turmoil.

"Regarding the Lord of Laughter, Hell’s number one joke, a friend of mine wants to hear about it, tell me more." Wayne’s eyebrows twitched with excitement, a gut feeling told him this would be fascinating.

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"Lord, I don’t know many jokes, but you might ask next door."

"Who’s next door?"

"The Blood Monarch, Enguima."

"So it’s him..."

Wayne raised a brow, Blood Tyrant Enguima, an old acquaintance.

No need to trouble two lords for one matter, so it’s him.

Wayne decided to seek some fun first, or rather, to test Enguima’s mettle, to gauge the level of elite devils below the Seven Demon Lords in Hell.

So as not to find the Seven Demon Lords’ worth too high, and crash headlong into them, making them a new boss.

Wayne touched Soskuna’s shiny bald head and soared into the sky, heading towards the distant sea of blood.

In mid-air, a thought suddenly occurred: "Wait, did I forget something?"

Wayne frowned, thinking for a moment, then realized he seemed to have forgotten a very important ’person.’

Demon Bat!!

The Demon Bat had been missing for nearly two years, fallen into Hell right after birth. Wayne didn’t have a strong impression of it, considering its weak strength, he suspected the poor creature was undoubtedly gone.

He attempted to sense it and was surprised to find the Demon Bat was still alive. Due to the long distance, the signal was extremely weak, causing intermittent perception.

Wayne tried to switch to the Demon Bat’s vision to clear the surroundings, but the signal was so bad that all he heard were short, low sobbing cries.

The vision was blocked, and he couldn’t see anything.

Sensing the Demon Bat’s state closely, the result wasn’t good — the little one was caught in a mire, held by a giant suction that was like falling into the cycles of Hell, fluctuating amid storms and unable to respond to calls.

"Such a dire situation, it seems quite troublesome... could it be sealed?"

Wayne frowned; no matter how it was, the Demon Bat was his avatar, he’d have to find a way to rescue it.