Demon God

To Chen Xia, it was unimaginable.

Yet he had seen it with his own eyes: the world inside the light source was a scene from hell.

He instinctively touched the tiny signal-transmitting camera on his forehead.

He had meant to record the vast world inside the light source. He was certain it held wonders beyond anything he could see from outside.

But he had never imagined this.

The moment Chen Xia stepped into that hell, everyone in the Abyss Explorer mothership's central command room froze. So did everyone in the technology cabins connected to the live exploration feed, and the Martial Saints of the Federation and the Various Countries who received the transmission.

They had arranged this in advance. If something happened to the explorer, the transmitted footage would show them what had occurred.

Fortunately, the rift allowed the data to reach them.

But none of them had expected to see this.

Nidhogg and the others used their internal energy to hold open a vacuum pocket beneath the sea. As they watched the footage transmitted to their Technology Watches, cries of alarm rang out.

A filthy, blood-red sky. Endless tormented souls. Boiling oil cauldrons and savage mountains of blades. And—occupying the entire upper half of the screen—a colossal scarlet eye that radiated an ominous, evil light!

"Ah—!"

In the command room, a technician whose nerves were less steady let out a stifled scream and knocked over the cup beside him. More people stood rigid, pupils dilated and mouths hanging open, as though an invisible hand had seized their throats.

"Wh-what is that?!"

"Hell! It's hell! The hell from the myths is real!!"

"That eye—God, what kind of monster is that?!"

"Holy Lord—Holy Lord Chen entered hell?!"

Panic spread through the screens like a virus, infecting everyone in an instant.

Lei