847: Chapter 833 The Snake Sleeps 847: Chapter 833 The Snake Sleeps The Snake King Didirona was an oddity.
She was a king of the abyss, yet very unlike the abyss.
The reason was simple: she had once been a snake, a true beast, a common life form in Changping City.
She wasn’t a native abyssal dweller but took pride in the most orthodox Abyss bloodline.
Indeed, she had the capital to boast, for she was a child of this abyss.
She received the favor of the local Abyssal Will, and the reason was quite simple: she was a snake…
the kin of the Duke with one eye, a mber of the sa species as the true master of this Abyss Force.
Being given this “gift,” she beca the master of this abyss.
At first, it might have just been luck, but it wasn’t so afterward.
She gained the “Duke’s” resources, wisdom, and power, then understood the abyss in her own way and reshaped this abyss!
“Horned Demon Commanding General Kasherber?
The Three Giants?
Ha, nothing but a dog of Didirona!” went a saying among the mighty entities of the abyss.
As the Lord of the Abyss, she appointed Kasherber as the lord of a critical frontline fortress, making those from the Abyss Demon Clan obey him out of fear of her, thus allowing Kasherber to maximize his abilities and firmly secure the “frontline.”
Massacre was allowed, but not in excess.
Infighting was tolerated, but not to the point of shaking the foundation.
Lords could slaughter worthless creatures at will, but not to the point of complete extermination.
The highest-level demons could stir up friction and infighting, but not fight to the death on a whim.
Such “Order,” which seed normal to foreign tribes, was out of place in this abyss.
She was shaping the abyss of her imagination, the country of her dreams, the endlessly ascending spiral of evolution, the lineage of the Duke she imagined endowed with the endless love of her subjects, the god-prince…
“Did you have a pleasant dream?”
Confused, slow to respond, and surprised, Didirona woke up from her grand delusion like any creature erging from a beautiful dream, montarily lost in bewildernt.
She needed to “boot up,” to rember who she was…
“Ah, ah, ah!”
But the next mont, she was shocked to find a huge hole torn through her flesh at the back of her vest.
Her flesh poured out, and it was only then, utterly bewildered, that she felt the pain.
Had she died?
Was she about to die?
And not far away, a small figure in clothes was saluting and smiling at her.
Why could she see so clearly, and he seed so familiar?
Who was he?
Oh, the “Walker in Dreams,” Yuan Xing, a human of Rule-level…
But even if she had been dragged into a dream, why, why had she been pierced when her body was indeed invincible, whether in defensive power or Regeneration capabilities, even for Rule-level…
“Ah, ah, ah, ah!”
She woke up instantly from the nightmare she was dragged back into!
Was it a dream within a dream, and her near-death from the injury was just a nightmare?
Still shaken, she attempted to regain control of her body and glared at the human “Assassin.”
Was it really just a dream?
She ground her teeth to pieces, trying to break free from the “weaver of dreams” who was continuously tugging at her spirit.
Yet, the pain – the wound from the dream – was still bleeding…
A massive gash opened up on her chest, and the “nightmare” beca reality; her pride in her self-healing Regeneration was utterly stripped away.
Such a wound, could it be fatal?
“Yo, did you have a nice dream?
Don’t you want to keep sleeping?”
The sa words, but this ti they ca from behind her, and the voice was eerily familiar.
That mont?
The previous mont?
What had happened?
That’s right, she had been hunted by two Rule-level strongn, but she grew stronger as the fight wore on, gaining the Upper Side.
Just then, that despicable “Assassin” made their move, and helplessly, she called for assistance from her companions.
At that ti, aware of the impending doom, they didn’t deny her.
Even the lord she least got along with, one of the Three Giants chosen to maintain the balance in the abyss, had co running to save her…
“If you haven’t woken up, then keep sleeping!”
Yes, it was his voice, it was him, Glaug…
“Wait, Glaug!”
She suddenly woke up, this ti completely escaping the triple-layered dream woven for her by the dream weaver.
“Boom!”
And the impact at the back of her vest made her massive body unbearable.
“Glaug!!”
The giant beast was roaring; she had completely lost her mind with fury.
At this mont, during the clash of two tribes, while I, as the King, was being beaten by the enemy tribe, you actually ambushed ?
And delivered a fatal blow?!
“Well done, Glaug, my lord, we will not break our promise to you.”
This blatant provocation would not be taken by any sane person, but clearly, the Abyss did not have many sane people.
“Glaug, you betrayed !
You betrayed the Abyss!!”
“…..You are not the Abyss.”
The bear-like “Gluttonous Demon” Glaug muttered back a reply and contentedly gnawed on a chunk of the Snake King’s flesh.
“It hurts!
It hurts so much!”
The seemingly small wound caused her to scream in agony once more.
A human’s invitation?
Uh, it seems there was such a thing.
But backstabbing this stupid snake, I’d do it even without any reward!
The wandering lord Glaug, one of the leading forces in the Abyss, was tearing apart, ripping, and devouring the Snake King’s flesh recklessly.
The best weapon against the Abyss is still the Abyss itself…
The force of the sa origin devours and digests each other; in this cycle, the Snake King’s massive body rolls in pain across the ground.
She was really in pain, losing her own flesh and origin.
This ti, to deal with the Snake King, the human side didn’t just dispatch three Rule-levels…
including the “Rain Elder” who still guards the rear, Huangyu Mountain, there were actually five.
The arrival of guests from the Foreign Domain greatly relieved the pressure on the upper echelons of various cities.
They may not be able to go directly to the front line, but simply suppressing other Boiling front lines could let the Official pull more high-level powers for the hunt.
But to kill a true Abyss Lord on their ho ground still required a real guest from the Abyss.
“Boom!”
The two giants of the Abyss fought fiercely together, while the hunters on the human side beca spectators.
The Rule-level powers did not rush to intervene again.
For one thing, this was the promised reward for Glaug, whose intervention might cause the two Abyss heavyweights to “join forces against the enemy.” Additionally, they could not afford the loss, at least not here.
The Snake King was too strong, so powerful that she could bend and shape the local Order at will.
For balance, she carefully selected two lords to stand with her but not threaten her rule—one was her “dog”…
the so-called Horned Demon Commanding General currently being hunted by the Rule-level powers.
The other was the solitary walker Glaug, expelled from the Abyss “political scene,” a pure bearer of power.
Choosing him was purely because he was strong, and he had no one…
The Three Giants of the Abyss were actually ruled by a single giant.
But at this mont, Glaug, the wandering lord picked by the Snake King, beca the most splendid Killstreak and the deadliest blade in the hunt.
When a foe of the sa ranking entered the Snake King’s vital Safe zone as a rescuer, when that fatal blow shattered most of her inner organs, when the human side’s dream weaver deprived the Snake King of her Regeneration ability, it seed that the tide of the battlefield had been set.
“Glaug!
Humans!”
The Snake King, driven into a corner, launched a mad counterattack, unable to deal with the close combat from the smaller-bodied Glaug.
Her minions, her Divine Right, her Power could not be utilised.
This deadly Trap against her seed to be effective, seeming to head toward success.
“You all, rember this……”
Finally, the furious Snake King could no longer endure the humiliation; she roared up to the sky, and then….
“Boom!
A massive Explosion swept across the entire battlefield, the Snake King’s flesh turned into blistering Glorious bombs, cremating all surrounding Life forms to ash, with only the bear-like Glaug still trying to save his “al.”
But in the end, all he had left were just so burnt scraps of flesh in his hands.
Is it all over?
Even with humans manipulating every chanism, even with a “super inside agent” like Glaug that no normal ethnic group could ever have, would the powerful Snake King end just like that?
“….Humans, get ready for the revenge.
At most half a month, and that big piece of snake flesh will rise again, too bad, I didn’t bite a few more pieces.”
Glaug felt a little regret; he didn’t get to eat more flesh before it all blew up.
The Snake King was Undead, indestructible.
This wasn’t much of a Secret among the Abyss’s High-level, as the known Snake King had “died” three tis already, but she always revived quickly, reestablishing her authority.
But this ti, the human side’s Top Combat Power just smiled without response.
“…..Checking the ti, it’s Already Almost.”
At the sa ti, on the seventh layer of the Abyss, a furious roar echoed throughout the world.
“Humans, Glaug!
You all, rember this!
Once I recover!
I will massacre you cleanly!”
And after bellowing skyward, the recently Revived and slightly smaller Didirona realized sothing was off.
Where was her Castle?
Her kingdom?
The troops she had left at ho?
Why was there nothing but ruins left?
And even more incomprehensible was the huge Monster in the distance, an existence similar to her own.
“Stupid frog Anlijie?
How co you are here!”
At that mont, the six-limbed stupid frog, its mouth wide with gluttony, showed an extrely ugly smile.
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