Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 886 490: The Legendary Mage Who Fell into the Abyss

Don't even mention the other continents on the local plane; just the Xilantia Continent alone is enough to support the survival and reproduction of the Augustus family, even if it means relying on the protection of this adopted son.
"That world contains the legacy of the Titans!"
"Titans?"
Casius, whose aura had fallen to an extreme, had his eyes suddenly burst with lightning, and the Golden Thunder danced once more within his body.
Although the will of Hell had withdrawn its investment and power from him, he had been nurtured by the will of Hell for so many years; no matter how much he fell, he could not return to the state he was in when he first fell into Hell.
"It's a world created by the Titans' own hands. I believe it's very suitable for the Augustus family's proliferation, so I discussed with Tidel about moving a branch of the Augustus family there to thrive.
No matter how the future changes, the Augustus living within it won't be affected, and the glory of Augustus will be passed down forever."
"A world created by the Titans?"
Upon hearing Noah explain the reason for the division and migration of the Augustus family, Casius instantly fell silent. After a long while, he slowly asked,
"Where did you find it?"
Upon escaping Hell, hearing that, in the void, there exists a world created personally by the Titans, a world where his family's descendants can easily reach, was ironically just another mockery that destiny played on Casius, who had gone through so many hardships but never managed to find fulfillment.
"It's not something I found, but your grandson, Uranos, found it after accidentally falling into a chaotic vortex of time and space."
"Uranos..."
Upon knowing that his grandson had found the opportunity he had sought for his entire life, Casius fell into an even deeper silence, leaving him with nothing more to say.
"Uncle, do you want to go and take a look?"
"I want to find Selena first."
Even though the opportunity he had chased his entire life was right in front of him, Casius still hadn't forgotten who he should be searching for at this moment. Despite Noah's assurance, he needed to see with his own eyes.
"I'll accompany Uncle."
Such steadfast love, naturally, Noah had no objections to express.
Back when foster father Casius had fallen into Hell, foster mother Selena was willing to risk everything to try and save him, even knowing that the hope was slim and nearly impossible to achieve, she still chose this path of no return.
Now, the foster father is free, and his lifetime pursuit is within reach, but Casius still wishes most to find the partner who never abandoned him.
Even with the Sacrificial Snake creating a scene alongside, the two epic entities' intervention, merely a legendary mage, how could they possibly remain hidden? Even though Noah was only half-skilled in prophetic magic, once the Sacrificial Snake took action, Selena could no longer conceal her location.
"The Abyss?!"
When the Sacrificial Snake ed the location of foster mother Selena, both the hopeful Casius and Noah fell silent.
"So she went to the Abyss, indeed, only the Abyss would do."
What force is most likely to destroy Hell itself? Not the Seven Hills Heavenly Mountain or the Boundless Heavenly Realm of the upper planes; those supreme divine beings have no interest in the lower planes.
In the eyes of the divine, the lower planes are no different than a pile of trash; they merely detest the "vermin" crawling out from the trash heaps of the lower planes trying to enter their "pasture".
The one truly capable of destroying Hell could only be the Abyss, only the Abyss wishes to swallow and reclaim Hell, which was once fractured by order.
"Selena."
Both Noah and Casius understood immediately, they understood why Selena chose to go to the Abyss.
This legendary mage intended to lead a demon army to assault Hell; this was, at least in her view, the most likely method to rescue her partner. But what price must she pay for this?
Hell cannot prevent an epic descent, and naturally, the Abyss cannot either. However, compared to the few layers of Hell, the Abyss is much larger, a conglomerate of countless world ruins.
The consciousness born within it is even more frenzied, devoid of any sense of logic or communication, yet this matters not to two epic entities.
A flawed lower plane poses no restriction or resistance to epics perpetually at their peak unless a sovereign is born from within.
Hell may not birth a sovereign, but the Abyss certainly can nurture more than one Demon Prince, owing to its immense scale; the lower plane Hells almost are all split from the Abyss.
Yet, until the Sacrificial Snake, along with Noah and Casius, charged into the Abyss layer it had divined, no Demon Prince emerged to hinder them; instead, along the way, many demon lords actively avoided them.
The chaos and madness of demons often originate from the shattering and imperfections of their souls. Though this defect can mostly be remedied once a demon evolves into a high-ranking demon candidate, the true root of madness is the interference and influence of the Abyss Will.
Yet today, the Abyss Will was exceptionally silent, with no signs of activity, almost as if it had entered some state of slumber. This left Noah a bit surprised when the Sacrificial Snake brought him to a realm filled with towering towers and crisscrossing lava streams, for he had already braced himself for battle.
"We're here, it's right here!"
The Sacrificial Snake coiled and wound through the sky dome, its endlessly long body, the length of which even Noah couldn't estimate now, completely shrouded the sky of this Abyss Interface.
Clang! Ding~
The realm before them was entirely a combined encampment and weapon factory. On either side of the crisscrossing lava rivers stood numerous weapon workshops. Robust, powerful demons drew molten iron from the lava, pouring it into molds to set and shape before further forging and fine-tuning...
At a slightly higher terrain, the ground was completely leveled, even the mountains didn't escape the fate of being flattened. Towers filled with demonic qi stood, drawing endless elements. Beneath the towers, demons clad in iron armor and wielding standard weapons were in training.
"It truly has the mark of a devil!"
Looking down at this orderly Abyss Plane with various familiar styles from behind the Sacrificial Snake, a thought inevitably rose in Noah's mind.
The arrival of two epic entities and a future Lord of Hell wasn't hidden at all, so soon enough, the ruler of this realm emerged from the tallest tower at the core: a spellcaster shrouded in a black robe, wielding an Ebony Magic Staff.
Her entire body was covered by her robe, even the hand extending from her sleeve was covered in demon runes, devoid of any delicate fairness. It merely made one wonder just what kind of terrifying creature lurked beneath the sleeves.
"Selena!"
Despite no familiar traces, Casius recognized the entity emerging from the top of the tower at first glance, confirming her identity, and without a second thought, descended, rushing towards the realm lord.
"Stop!"
A dry, raspy voice, like metal grinding, sounded, halting Casius, who was eager to embrace his partner. He was promptly blocked by an activated mysterious lock. The once-invisible lock transformed into a tangible dark Dragon Snake, wrapping around Casius, preventing his approach.
"Don't come any closer!"
"Don't you recognize me? I'm Casius!"
Blocked as he was, Casius asked in confusion, bewildered by the treatment he faced.
"I know it's you, which is why you need to go away now, I don't want to see you!"