Apocalypse Gachapon

In the White God Courtyard, Bai Yiyuan's voice thundered, "This must be the work of the Demon Worship Society. To think they've infiltrated the military and even reached the higher echelon. How do you know Young Lin is safe and in the Abyss?"

Meng Anwen, calmly sipping tea, replied, "Don’t forget who created the Abyssal Teleportation Stone that Young Lin carries." He sensed through the stone that Lin Moyu was in the Abyssal World. Furthermore, Lin Moyu's soul brand in the Hall of Heroes was intact, confirming his safety.

While Bai Yiyuan was away, Meng Anwen hadn’t been idle. Bai Yiyuan, recalling the Abyssal Teleportation Stone, felt a sense of relief, "So, Young Lin can return at any time?"

Meng Anwen nodded, "Yes, he can come back whenever he wishes, and his teleportation point is set right here."

Bai Yiyuan frowned, "Then why hasn’t he come back yet?"

Meng Anwen chuckled, "He must have his reasons for staying. You're his teacher, not his father."

Bai Yiyuan scoffed, "I'm old enough to be his great-grandfather. Enough nonsense. What will you do about the situation at Fortress No. 9?"

Meng Anwen’s tone turned serious, a chilling aura emanated from him, "I’ll conduct a thorough investigation. I want to identify the source of the breach so I can eliminate it."

...

Flames—green flames—raged everywhere, both on the ground and in the sky, forming clusters and patches. The Abyssal Fire represented the essence of the Abyss, serving as its foundation and light source.

Lin Moyu surveyed the Abyssal World, "The Abyssal World isn’t much different from the descriptions in books. This must be the periphery of the Abyss."

The Abyssal World could be divided into regions based on the intensity of the Abyssal Fire; the closer to the center, the deeper the fire's color. Here, the Abyssal Fire glowed light green, indicating he was at the periphery.

In his hand, a Teleportation Stone glimmered faintly. Earlier, during the dungeon's collapse, he had been battered by terrifying energy waves. His Bone Armor kept manifesting and shattering under the relentless assault. Realizing he couldn't hold out much longer, Lin Moyu remembered he had the Abyssal Teleportation Stone. Clinging to a thread of hope, he activated it, finally escaping the chaotic energy flow and entering the Abyssal World.

Now, however, he had to wait an hour for the Abyssal Teleportation Stone to recharge before he could return.

Despite his predicament, Lin Moyu wasn’t entirely unprepared for the Abyss. The knowledge from the books had formed a coherent framework in his mind. He understood that his presence here was akin to a drop of water in hot oil. In the Abyssal World, a human aura stood out glaringly. It wouldn’t be long before Demons came looking for him. For an ordinary person, surviving an hour in this realm would be a formidable challenge. It was ample time for a Demon King to track them down.

Stowing away the Abyssal Teleportation Stone, Lin Moyu took out a Demon Core Fragment and activated it with his spirit force. With a bang, the fragment exploded, enveloping him in a cloud of demonic aura. This masked his human aura, making it nearly impossible for anyone to recognize him as a human unless they looked directly at him.

Having done this, Lin Moyu quickly slipped away, vanishing into the dim green flames. Less than a minute later, a group of low-level Demons arrived, their excitement palpable. They resembled hungry mice, drooling with anticipation.

"I sense a human's aura!"

"Why did he vanish so suddenly? My senses can’t be wrong; he was right here!"

"Where did he go? A tasty human has entered our world!"

"He must be hiding. Let’s find him and eat him!"

The Demons roared with excitement. To them, the taste of human flesh was irresistible. They began searching frantically, but Lin Moyu was already far away, shrouded in demonic aura as he navigated through the green flames.

The Demon Core Fragment would last for a full hour, ensuring Lin Moyu wouldn't be detected by any Demons during this time, though he still had to avoid being seen. As the hour passed, the Abyssal Teleportation Stone regained its energy, allowing him to return to the White God Courtyard at any moment.

However, after a moment of hesitation, Lin Moyu decided to put the stone away. Since he was already in the Abyss, this was a rare opportunity to explore. It was a chance to test the knowledge he'd gathered from books firsthand. With both Demon Core Fragment and Abyssal Teleportation Stone in hand, he reasoned that as long as he was cautious, he should be safe.

Determined, he pressed on, confident that if danger struck, he could use the Abyssal Teleportation Stone to escape.

As he ventured deeper, the landscape of the Abyssal World began to shift. Amid the green flames, a lake and a forest emerged. Strangely, Abyssal Fire also burned at the lake's center. This miraculous coexistence of fire and water was something practically unheard of in the Human World. Lin Moyu marveled at the phenomenon, realizing that every world had its own wonders.

The Abyss wasn’t entirely desolate. It had mountains, rivers, grasslands, and forests, with Abyssal Fire not only serving as a source of power but also fostering vibrant life. Countless ordinary demonic creatures roamed the land, though their levels were low, some as weak as level 1 or level 2. These creatures served as prey for the Abyssal Demons.

Lin Moyu observed a level 20 Abyssal Demon viciously devouring a demonic creature that resembled a stray dog. This world was truly barbaric and cruel.

"It's said that only high-level Abyssal Demons cook their food like humans. Most prefer to eat their prey raw." Lin Moyu recalled from his studies.

By the lake, several Abyssal Demons were drinking, their wings fluttering lazily. Some rested by the water, stretching and letting out sharp, eerie cries. In a strange way, these Abyssal Demons resembled humans. Despite their differences in appearance, there was no hostility among them. While they weren’t particularly friendly or united, they refrained from attacking one another.

Hidden in the shadows, Lin Moyu contemplated, "Should I... kill them?"

The lake lay along Lin Moyu’s route, but now it was blocked. Defeating the Abyssal Demons, all under level 40, wouldn’t be a challenge. However, their numbers were considerable, and since they could fly, letting even one escape would risk exposing him.

As he hesitated, more Demons arrived, and soon the lakeside was swarming with at least 300 to 400 Demons. It seemed as though all the nearby Demons had gathered. Sensing something off, Lin Moyu held back.

Minutes later, the number of Demons had nearly reached a thousand. Among them, high-level Demons began appearing, though none exceeded level 45. This strange gathering only deepened Lin Moyu’s suspicion that something was amiss.

Suddenly, the Abyssal Fire at the lake’s center surged. What had been a modest half-meter-high fire shot up to five or six meters, its light green hue darkening. At the heart of the flames, a white light flickered, then erupted, illuminating the entire lake.

A secret realm entrance materialized in the lake’s center. The secret realm brimmed with an intense light element, radiating brilliant white light. Lin Moyu sensed a dungeon within the secret realm, its aura unmistakable.

Without warning, the Abyssal Demons took off, frantically flying toward the entrance. In mere moments, the lakeside was deserted, not a single Demon remaining.

Lin Moyu stood still, feeling the rich light elemental aura emanating from the white light, "Don’t Demons hate the light element? What are they up to?"

Abyssal Demons despised the light element, almost as much as holy power. Yet they had all rushed toward it. Why was such pure light element present in the Abyss? And why were the Demons so eager to enter?

Suddenly, Lin Moyu’s eyes brightened, "The light elemental dungeon... one of the elemental dungeons. No wonder it couldn’t be found. It’s been hidden in the Abyss all along. Maybe I can collect some light elemental crystals."

Without hesitation, he moved toward the center of the lake. Although he couldn’t fly, he had his methods. Summoning a Skeletal Warrior, he leapt onto its back. With its enhanced attributes, the Skeletal Warrior could easily jump over a hundred meters, which was more than enough to cross the lake and reach the secret realm entrance.

In one swift motion, Lin Moyu and the Skeletal Warrior accurately leaped into the glowing entrance of the secret realm.