The Abyss's Double Standard

A god targeted by the Abyss escape.

This fact is acknowledged by the Gods within the Abyss.

There have never been any exceptions.

No matter where Gods is locked onto by that giant eye, or how deeply they hide, they will eventually be unearthed.

The Abyss is both too large and too small.

So vast it is boundless, so small it has nowhere to escape.

Previously, those gods who had strayed into the Abyss were targeted by it had tried before, but they were all captured one after another. However, today, all the gods within the Abyss have had their understanding overturned.

There really was a god who ran away in the Abyss.

And this was all under the gaze of the Abyss.

Even the god who was originally uninterested in this god who had mistakenly wandered into the Abyss became intrigued.

For so many years, there hasn't been anything new or exciting in the Abyss.

Now that someone has suddenly appeared and actually escaped, who wouldn't want to join in the fun?

At the same time, they also received a task.

[Find the other person and bring them to me.]

This was an order directly from the Abyss.

The whispers reached the ears of every Gods of the Abyss.

In the Abyss, all Gods, should take action.

This time, the Abyss truly came out in full force.

The entire Abyss began to move.

One by one, the Gods who usually stayed in their corners, too lazy to move, came out.

The Gods within these Abyss each displayed their unique abilities.

However, to the surprise of all the gods, even with their entire forces mobilized, none of them managed to find the other.

How is that possible?

"I really can't find him, that's amazing. Illusion, besides the Abyss, you're the only one here who's seen him, right? What does he look like?"

A god put his arm around the shoulder of the God of Delusion, asking in a friendly manner. This god looked approachable, but his status in the Abyss was much higher than that of the God of Delusion. Otherwise, the God of Delusion wouldn't have allowed the other to approach him so casually.

The God of Delusion shared his memories directly with the God of Murmurs. The giant eye hung in the sky, and a thousand arrows filled the darkness, with a figure standing in the center of the rain of arrows.

The images flowed through the mind of the God of Delusion, frame by frame.

After reading it, the god's eyes also brightened.

"Is this light? It looks incredibly bright. If I catch it, can I raise it like the God of the Netherworld did back then?"

"Lord God of Murmurs, be careful what you say," the God of Delusion gently reminded him. "If the God of the Netherworld hears this, he will be angry."

The God of Murmurs waved his hand dismissively.

"What does it matter? He has privileges in the Abyss; such things probably wouldn't even come out there. Besides, so what if he heard it?"

As we all know, you can't just make empty promises.

As soon as the God of Murmurs finished speaking, his body split in two and he fell to the ground. The laceration ran straight from head to toe, as if it had been lightly sliced by something extremely thin and sharp.

His two halves of his body lay sprawled on the ground, and for a moment he didn't even realize what had happened.

At first God of Murmurs, now split in two, didn't feel anything, only that his vision seemed a little strange.

Why is the scene before me distorted?

The God of Murmurs blinked, then blinked again, before slowly realizing that he seemed to have fallen to the ground.

Then he saw a foot stepping on him.

With a loud bang.

Half of the God of Murmurs' body was crushed.

The blood mist exploded, only to be quickly swallowed up by the surrounding darkness.

"Yumba, I hope you won't talk nonsense next time, otherwise you won't be so Good Luck today."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a figure emerged from the darkness.

Behind the figure was a Black-and-Gold Halo, the surface of which slowly rotated.

His appearance stirred the Abyss.

Numerous whispers arose simultaneously, surging in from all directions, as if the entire Abyss had come alive, vying to speak.

My child.

My dearest child, you've finally arrived.

[Child, are you tired? If you are, go back and rest. Don't stand here; it's windy.]

Are you cold? Is the night in the Abyss getting chilly again?

Do you hate him? If you do, then he should just die. Say one word, and he won't show his face in front of you again tomorrow.

How are you feeling today?

[Child, you've lost weight. Have you not been eating properly? I'll have the other gods send you some food. What would you like to eat?]

Would you like to sit down? I've had the softest cushion laid out for you, right on your favorite raised spot.

[Who upset you? Tell me, and I'll teach him a lesson. Are you talking nonsense? I just heard him spouting gibberish.]

The whispers swirled and intertwined, men and women, young and old, some gentle, some urgent... They all rushed toward that figure, like countless hands reaching out at the same time, wanting to pull him into their arms, hold him in their palms, and hide him in the deepest, warmest place.

"No need, thank you."

He lowered his head slightly in one direction and answered.

Hearing these voices, the God of Murmurs finally understood his current situation. In the Abyss, apart from the God of the Netherworld, no other god would receive such treatment.

His remaining half of his body floated up, his flesh and blood surged, his bones reconnected, and his skin and flesh grew back inch by inch.

Soon the other half of his body grew back.

"So it is the God of the Netherworld who has graced us with his presence." The God of Murmurs bowed deeply. "It was indeed my fault just now, please forgive me, my lord."

In this situation, apologizing to the God of the Netherworld is more effective than apologizing to the Abyss. And the Gods of the Abyss, when mentioned, are indeed quite unique.

But no matter how good your character is, you still have to think carefully in the face of death.

In particular, the God of the Netherworld is one rank higher than the God of Murmurs. Some might think that it's just one rank higher, nothing special. But in the Abyss, being one rank higher means having more say than the other.

The power to speak may not be important elsewhere, but in the Abyss, it can be a matter of life and death.

The Abyss was initially a chaotic battleground.

Later, perhaps because he found it boring, or perhaps for other reasons, he gradually settled down.

Beside him, the God of Delusion continued to shrink his body.

He didn't know whether his luck today was good or bad. One after another, important figures who were rarely seen appeared today, and right in front of him.

And there are whispers from the Abyss; I heard more today than in the previous ten thousand years combined.

People always prefer the more outstanding children.

The Abyss too.

It will shower its beloved children with care and concern, listen patiently to them, bring them what they want, and...

The other gods were like roadside weeds to it. A gust of wind would cause it to bow its head, a step would cause it to bend. No one cared whether the weed grew well or not, and no one asked if it was cold...