On the short journey to the demon-inhabited area, Ron tried to inquire about the World Tree spirit in his spiritual world.
"If we fail this time, how much sooner will the calamity arrive?"
The specific time was not mentioned in the information provided upon arrival.
I thought the tree spirit avatar wouldn't answer, but it still informed Ron before entering the demon tribe.
The voice was just like that of the first Elf Queen, the tone of which was so unforgettable, as if it penetrated the soul.
"Failure, the first year of disaster will be more than seventy years later."
The records of the legendary space mage from back then were estimated to be over a hundred years old. So, this time it's very likely that they will try to gain more than thirty years.
Failure doesn't mean an immediate catastrophe; the elves must have other plans, but those plans are unlikely to match the results of this attack…
Ron pondered for a moment, then decided it was time to calm down and be cautious.
Considering that the gods of the Elven pantheon seem unconcerned about such a few decades, could it be that the Elven pantheon is already ready?
Without thinking, Ron tried asking a few more trivial questions.
It turns out that if Vivian, Ron, and the others hadn't come, the Tree Spirit avatar would have withdrawn the World Tree barrier much sooner, thus sealing the Abyss Rift with all its might.
Now that Ron and the others have arrived, the Tree Spirit has made this plan. If successful, it will indeed achieve the original goal of the Elven race.
If the barrier can be taken back later, the tree spirit can also avenge its rare injury that it hasn't suffered in ten thousand years!
Ron withdrew his consciousness from the mental world.
Others have already begun entering the tribe.
The gatekeepers are two mid-level demons, whose strength should be somewhat weaker than Ron's at present.
The two creatures were in the form of demons, with hooves on their feet and a pair of black wings on their backs. It is estimated that they could fly even if they did not reach the master level of humans.
Its face was quite ferocious, and its two fangs were unlike those of an ordinary vampire. There were specks of blood on its mouth, perhaps from eating wild beasts.
The low-level demons seem rather unhygienic! I wonder what the higher-level demons are like; the information I received clearly indicated many humanoid demon forms…
At first glance, Ron was slightly curious, while the two gatekeepers looked at Ron with a mixture of awe and disdain.
His complex expression reflected both respect for the demon god Ron might represent and disdain for Ron's disguise as a fallen human.
Ignore them.
Those who impersonate a favored deity must maintain a certain air of authority.
As expected, the two gatekeepers let me through as soon as I stepped inside.
Ron thus gained more confidence in the transformation magic of the Tree Spirit avatar.
The Tree Spirit, in her guise as the First Queen, seemed to have returned to life, while Ron currently resembled a complete villain. Strangely enough, he could even mimic the Demon God's repulsive, faint divinity.
It's truly amazing and beyond words.
Beyond the gate, the demon tribe's gathering place looked somewhat similar to the human settlement...
It was still a market, but the things sold were completely different: fire crystals, elemental crystals... and crude magical armor.
Everything is predominantly dark in nature, even fire-type things are mostly like the Dark Abyss Fire.
The black flame crystal does look quite different.
After surveying the situation briefly, Ron followed the directions given on his way there and headed towards the place where the demons were gathering information.
Along the way, various demons came into view, but they seemed not to care much about Ron's identity as a fallen human. Sure enough, after turning another corner...
Humans have appeared!
This is the true degenerate human race!
That person was an assassin elementalist who worshipped the God of Slaughter—a true follower of an evil god.
Even more uncertain is that he may not be from the dimension where Ron resides.
As soon as Ron glanced at him, the man's chilling gaze fell upon him...
I can't tell what the person's expression is like, given the face mask they're wearing!
Ron responded with a cold laugh in return.
He is favored by the gods, how dare you!
His hand instinctively reached out and grasped the sword hilt!
"Sword Demon... Chosen One." The Abyss Assassin spoke confidently, but after a moment's consideration, he still retreated.
Why bother killing a chosen one and attract the attention of the gods? But Ron believed that if he took another step forward, the Abyss Killer would fight to the death.
An assassin who misses his target can flee thousands of miles away, but a killer is different.
Ron really wanted to grab someone by the tongue to find out what was going on, but unfortunately it wasn't in the wild, so he backed down.
He set off again toward his destination.
Ron's brief standoff with the Abyss Assassin eventually attracted the attention of a high-ranking demon.
"Little succubus, you're blocking my way."
Before they had even taken two steps, another minor accident occurred.
This time we need to be even more careful.
A high-ranking succubus is equivalent to a high-ranking mage or swordsman. Ron could defeat her, but the succubus must have something to rely on to dare to show herself!
The alluring appearance of the demon women and their daring attire always inadvertently attract the attention of men.
Especially its unique aura, which is captivating when you get close to it.
Those with weak spiritual strength often don't even know where they are after being sold.
Unfortunately, he is Ron, and also the current Fallen Human God-Chosen One.
"If you don't move aside..."
Ron's dark face held a hostile gaze.
Being in the abyss, it seems bloodshed is imminent.
"Don't you dare?" Ron sensed something was wrong!
Suddenly, his mental energy sensed a possible threatening gaze.
Ahead to the right...
Completely baffled, Ron had no choice but to draw his sword.
He must be ruthless, only then can he fit the image of an arrogant and disdainful person favored by a demon god!
As the sword was drawn, a gust of wind swept through the air; Ron suddenly unleashed a wind-based combat technique.
As expected, being in the abyss, the wind-based laws of this world are far less sophisticated than in the original world, and the lack of wind element has reduced the power of Ron's sword skills by one-third.
The sword's edge, originally aimed at the succubus's vitals, only grazed the succubus's face.
The little succubus's public name is Fanny, but her true name is unknown. The Abyss has a law of true names; knowing someone's true name is like holding their life in one's hands.
The succubus Fanny retreated rapidly. She had been prepared, but she was still injured and couldn't help but feel a sense of fear towards Ron.
"So fast, so ruthless... and so strong... um..."
That last sound actually excited the succubus. Succubi worship strong people, and Ron seemed to fit the bill perfectly!
"Phew..." Ron couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body!
Is this what a succubus is?
Her voice is alluring, but it feels a bit like a bad habit.
Well, it seems she should know what's what now.
Honestly, Ron really wouldn't want to kill if he could avoid it, unless he witnessed the succubus doing something evil.
His gaze was fixed on the succubus's back: "Finally out."
After the test ended, Ron saw him in person.
"Demon Lord, Balor the Balrog!!!"
It seems there's no need to go to the target location to gather intelligence; getting through this hurdle should reveal the inside story.
"Sword Demon Envoy, what brings you here?"
It turns out that the Tree Spirit's incarnation made Ron impersonate a chosen one of the Abyss Sword Demon.
Ron kept a close eye on the Abyss Sword Demon.
How should I answer? My divine soul deduction ability is running at high speed!
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