After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King Chapter 411 - 53: The Seal of Hell

In fact, although there had always been talk about the "Calamity’s Seal" or the "Seal set by the gods," no one...not even Yila, who had been in close contact with the Calamity, had ever seen it with their own eyes.

But now he saw it.

...

A purple light pierced through the heavens and earth, penetrating from the ground to the sky. Once anyone arrived in Hell, they could see it...and upon coming closer, Yila saw a "nation" standing in the middle of the light column.

No, that’s not right...

To be more precise, it was an ultra-massive circle, as large as a Royal City, composed densely of huge gray tetrahedrons that could be mistaken for "buildings."

Flying in the air, Yila looked at the place the Three Demon Gods called the seal, focusing his gaze on those structures...specifically, the smooth, solid tetrahedral protrusions.

Although they could be easily mistaken for concrete buildings or the steel jungles of the Federation, upon closer inspection, it was easy to see...those tetrahedrons were extrely smooth.

Not smooth like glazed enal but more translucent...one could imagine slipping right off if they stood on them, just like the two Demon God sisters sliding around in the "city" below.

"Wahoo~"

"Roar~"

These two nas, similar to the characters in the world Yila played in a ga nad Dark Breaker X God, an RPG series that ended with its fifth installnt due to the company’s bankruptcy without ever seeing a virtual reality version.

Baal and Diablo...they lay, sprawled, and slid around happily on the smooth seal, filling the gaps as wide as streets between the tetrahedrons.

They were genuine idiots.

"Please don’t mind my two sisters. As you can see...they have a few screws loose."

Yila cast a glance at the slender Demon God, phisto, flying beside him... According to Raphael, the three sisters had helped stop Wenresa and that human mage who tried to save him when Raphael ca to kill him.

"I know, but I’m already used to it, for I have many around like that too..."

Yila paused for a mont, wracking his brain to find a fitting descriptor...mainly trying to be tactful, he said, "People who act on impulse without much thought."

To put it nicely, they were foolish. To put it bluntly, they were...

Just plain silly!

...

"Seals...super solid fluid."

Yila said, catching phisto’s attention. Clearly...that bizarre term confused phisto, and Yila couldn’t just skip explaining it.

"I an...do you know why we can walk on the ground?"

Yila tried to explain that humans could walk because of friction between their bodies and the ground...but he thought it might be challenging.

Then phisto simply replied—

"Because the Main Plane is a sphere with a force encompassing the nine planes that pulls towards the center, allowing people to stand on the ground... Hell knows this, though many others may not."

...

Yila opened his mouth, not entirely wanting to talk about gravity, but the Hell inhabitants understood science unexpectedly well...at least this knowledge, sothing many Main Plane inhabitants failed to explain correctly.

Not just civilians, many nobles were also clueless...

"No, I an...never mind."

Yila gave up on elaborating about friction, simply saying, "The super solid fluid I ant is this material that lets you slide from one end to another. I think...the gods creating this has a purpose."

Yes, the material forming the seal before him was the so-called "Perfect Physical Model," often appearing in physics problems involving air friction as "neglecting friction between the object and the ground," a counterintuitive substance.

Truly, only gods could create sothing so terrifying.

"Purpose?"

phisto repeated Yila’s words, never having thought of it before. She looked at the vast gray seal group and said, "I am not sure, but perhaps there is indeed a reason...does this special material have a unique significance for the seal?"

If the gods did it, they must have their reasons.

...

Both thinking about this question, the two fell silent for a mont before phisto broke the silence, saying, "Perhaps we should set this question aside for now."

Indeed, they should focus on the damaged part of the seal first.

Thinking this, Yila nodded.

"The current situation is like this..."

phisto said, flying up a bit with Yila so they could see the seal from above. She said, "There are three interlocking Sealing Arrays...you should be able to see the lines, right?"

Yes, Yila could see them. The powerful purple Mana flowed continuously through the gray tetrahedrons and thick gray ground, forming countless intricate lines...vaguely, he could see the lines forming three huge structures.

A large part of one structure emitted an enormous, thick purple Mana beam shooting straight into the sky...the amount of Mana was sothing Yila had never seen before.

To describe it, it was even more terrifying than the Extre Cold Mana he had seen in the Extre North, looking like just a small part of the leak already filled the surrounding area with endless Mana.

Almost overflowing into a tangible liquid state.

"It seems the seal is damaged; a lot of the Mana that forms the god-created seal has leaked out. We cannot approach to confirm the exact situation because of the dense Mana...we’re worried that if the leakage continues, the seal might completely fail."

phisto said, looking in Yila’s direction, she then bowed sincerely towards him and said, "So, I thought to ask for your help...we are willing to pay any price for this."

...

The Demon God nad phisto seed to value this situation greatly, and she was very serious, not joking at all. What she said...was sowhat like saying, "I’m willing to do anything."

Yila made this judgnt, understanding why the Three Demon Gods sought his help.

"It’s a small effort, but I will gladly accept Hell’s ’everything’...after the Calamity in Hell is resolved."

Yila said, his rapid Mana absorption almost making him the storm’s center, a visible purple spiral manifesting in the air...condensing into a pair of blue-purple ethereal crystal wings on his back.

Then, sowhat taken aback, Yila paused...and then uttered the specific "trigger" na he had obtained from the World Tree—

"First Wing Pillar·Nephthys·Wing Spread!"

At the mont the trigger completed, the gathered Mana storm exploded from him, pushing phisto back in the sky, and the other two sliding on the ground were flung far beyond reach by the impact.

Unleashed before countless eyes and the three sisters, for the first ti with such oppressive force, Yila...the purple wings on his back glowed with a hint of blue, forming the Wing Pillar with the authentic power belonging to the gods.

"The Goddess of Weaving and Death—Nephthys."