Endless Debt Chapter 1309 - 95: The Beginning of Conflict (Part 2)

Mammon shook his head in lament, "It’s truly madness."

"What are you still watching?"

Beelzebub’s voice of reprimand echoed, she was fed up with Mammon’s indifference.

"What’s the point?"

Tar spread to Mammon’s feet, yet he remained as carefree as ever.

"You know, such conflicts change nothing but vent anger."

The tar beneath him, like a swamp, was slowly engulfing Mammon’s feet, yet he still displayed an air of nonchalance, feeling no pressure at all amidst their battle, instead he saw them as foolish children.

"If we could kill each other so easily, I would have done it already."

Mammon complained as he reclined back comfortably onto the tar, propping his head leisurely.

As the tar spread, the entire space was wrapped in darkness, with waves roaring outside the blackness, the fragile spatial dimension undergoing some change as the tar eroded it.

Canyin light particles appeared from nowhere.

"Truly beautiful..."

Leviathan gazed at the emerging Canyin light particles, unable to contain his nostalgia.

Beelzebub also noticed the generation of these Canyin light particles, and suddenly, it was as if an invisible pit had collapsed here, with tidal Ether pouring in from all directions, high concentrations of Ether gathering here, ethereal blue arcs linking and bursting among the particles like a slender snake writhing.

A low, distant rumble gradually came, causing even the tar-encased cave to quiver slightly.

Outside the Flesh Cave, the Pillar of Royal Authority stood on the earth, heavy clouds piled towards this place, layer upon layer until sky and sun were obscured, with no light remaining.

Among the convolution of clouds, lightning and thunder flashed, as if a storm awaited, gusts swept swiftly between the spires, causing copper pipes in the gaps to stir, with melodious music emerging amidst the destructive rumble, like a woman’s mournful dirge.

Countless light particles appeared within the darkness, enveloping the three Devils entirely, with Beelzebub ceasing her attack, raising her head, her gaze seemed to penetrate the barrier of matter, seeing beyond the Flesh Cave and Pillar of Royal Authority.

In the Devil’s vision, Ether from across the heavens surged towards the Pillar of Royal Authority, the enormous pillar connecting heaven and earth like a funnel spiraling downwards, with boundless Ether converging here.

The Canyin light particles grew heavy, until one was bound by gravity and fell, shattering on the tar and splashing Canyin liquid.

The pitter-patter of rain gradually began, with light particles one after another, pure Ether condensing and liquefying, the narrow region’s Ether concentration rapidly broke the threshold.

Amid Leviathan’s laughter, the high concentration of Ether rendered material reality increasingly burdensome, until the Material Realm could no longer bear this weight, like a heavy object piercing through paper, the fragile reality thereby collapsed, seemingly torn into pieces by great force.

Crackling continuously like glass shattering, the clear sound emerged repeatedly, within the broken dimensional fissures, the golden light no longer remained, replaced by endless ethereal blue, permeating into the fractured dimension, crushing it utterly.

Like the roof being lifted, the dim view suddenly became clear, the ground beneath became an icy surface covered in snow dust, within the vast expanse, a heavens-shaking storm whirled, and at its core was a dazzlingly radiant light.

Ethereal Realm.

Under Leviathan’s power, excessive Ether amassed together, overwhelming reality, forcing a brief overlap between the Material Realm and Ethereal Realm, thereby elevating the Flesh Cave into the Ethereal Realm.

"Now we can fight it out openly."

Leviathan laughed as he spread his arms, his cumbersome spacesuit surface bulging with numerous protrusions, as if something were writhing inside, he uncovered the golden faceplate of his helmet, with tar eagerly spilling out, seeming unburdened by gravity, squirming like a giant serpent.

The world responded to Leviathan.

Something neared, the icy ground beneath suddenly fissured with many cracks, as if a giant were stomping, the uncertain wind around also slowed, as if obscured by something.

Beelzebub and Mammon raised their heads, seeing a vast shadow descending from the boundless above, extending a similarly cumbersome black serpent, entangled with the snake emerging from the spacesuit.

Darkness swallowed Leviathan, and that towering shadow extending into the sky also began writhing fiercely, initially covered with dense wounds, then crimson eyes opened from the injuries, countless gazes fixed upon the earth.

"Are you still going to watch coldly?" Beelzebub asked icily.

Witnessing the scene, Mammon knew he could no longer spectate, even if he was reluctant to make a loss.

Resigned, he loosened his tie, his face turned pale, subsequently twisted, malodorous tar spilled from his throat, nostrils, ear canal, and eyes, the tar entwined together transforming into a serpentine mass.

As the black serpent ascended, another vast shadow projected downward, another black serpent descending slowly, until they intertwined together.

Above the boundless, mountain-like shadows rose, akin to Leviathan, it too opened numerous crimson eyes.

"You’re right, Mammon, this changes nothing, but at least it lets me vent my anger."