Dekan Welcomes You Home

In a certain world, in the land of a conquered kingdom, the once prosperous Royal Capital is now a ruin, the streets are scarred and dilapidated, and there are collapsed buildings and corpses everywhere.

The remaining soldiers were powerless to stop the cultists' rampage; their faces were exhausted, and they looked as if they were about to succumb to the intensity of the battle.

Flames rose from every corner, illuminating the entire city from time to time.

The cultists brazenly revealed their true forms, slaughtering the city's residents with a fanatical rage in their eyes.

The crimson sunset finally disappeared completely below the horizon, and the appearance of countless stars accompanied the blackened sky. Night enveloped the earth, bringing an endless chill. On the silent streets, there were only withered trees and swaying sleeves.

Residents fled in all directions amidst the flames and smoke, but the cultists seemed to be everywhere, indiscriminately and frantically slaughtering anyone who stood in their way.

The palace has become a scene of chaos. Knights and members of the royal family attempted to organize a resistance, but were quickly and brutally suppressed by the cultists.

The city's central hub, a colossal building resembling a parliament, still stands dilapidated on this land, its humming echoing in the air.

It felt like the final battle was taking place here.

This will be a battle that truly determines the fate of this world.

Amidst the chaos of battle in these ruins, figures continued to pour in, throwing themselves into the fray.

A lone figure stood on the broken but not yet collapsed steel frame of the building. He appeared to be a young elven knight, wearing tattered armor and a mottled longsword. His face was covered in dust and grime, and his eyes were filled with a determination to die.

"Apotos... let's die here together."

She gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands, ready to deal with any possible threat at any moment.

She seemed to have realized that this world was doomed, and the last thing she could do was to stall this Chaos God.

She and her companions paid a heavy price to uncover the true identity of the enemy wreaking havoc on the world.

It is called the Chaos God, an existence that suddenly appeared in this world one day.

When he finally reached the Chaos God, the opponent seemed to have already achieved his goal and had no intention of continuing the fight.

But no matter what, she knew that even if she died, as long as she could hold off this Chaos God, other ninth-tier beings would come to besiege and kill him.

Because today, the Chaos God's atrocities of destroying nations have been publicly revealed to the world.

Preventing the Chaos God from escaping unscathed was the last thing she could do.

"..."

The figure facing the knight remained silent. Dressed in a long black robe, his mask obscured the area below his nose, revealing only his dark yellow pupils fixed on the ninth-rank knight who relentlessly pursued him.

The Chaos God, whom the elven knight called Apotos, silently removed his mask, and mist billowed from his mouth.

The moment he stepped into the limelight, after orchestrating everything behind the scenes, it meant that this was the final battle that would determine the fate of the world.

Even though powerful beings in this world have now investigated his plot, his purpose, and his true identity.

But it was too late.

At this moment, he has exposed himself without any scruples, all for the sake of completing the final step: seizing the central hub, which has accumulated the greatest amount of energy due to his covert efforts.

He had long ago, without anyone noticing, killed all the seventh and eighth-tier individuals he considered to have potential in the world.

Among the ninth tier, those that posed the greatest threat were also successfully eliminated through his schemes.

He had already prepared a way out for himself.

Using the energy here, we can drive spatial magic and return directly to the Chaos God Realm.

As Chaos God, they have two ways to return to the Chaos God Realm, or to the tenth-tier Shadow World, which these beings call the [Heaven-Piercing World-Destroying Battlefield].

The first option is to wait until the Heaven-Piercing World-Destroying Battlefield opens, then you can directly enter through the Void Gate.

The second method is to kill all enemies in this world who can resist you, plunder all the energy in this world, and use the spatial magic items you need here to return to your original location.

When the Chaos God reach the limit of the eighth rank, they will be teleported from the Chaos God Realm to other worlds, and then break through to the ninth rank after arriving at the target world.

This results in a significant difference in the amount of energy required for the round trip.

The resources required to return to the Chaos God Realm in my ninth-tier form would cause irreversible damage to this world.

But this is also a good thing for him.

The trust between the major powers in this world has been completely shattered, chaos has replaced order, and the internal strife will not cease for several years after his departure.

When the Heaven-Piercing World-Destroying Battlefield truly arrives, this world will already be utterly vulnerable.

Of course, Apotos also knew that the elven knight who was trying to stop him was his final obstacle.

In the blink of an eye, the sword's power plummeted!

The ground around Apotos suddenly cracked, and the figure of the elven knight flashed and appeared beside him. If it weren't for the protective spells, even Chaos God would have been annihilated by such a Terror attack.

Having caught up with the Chaos God, the Elven Knight would no longer allow him to create distance. A cutting force, seemingly capable of severing an entire city, struck directly at the Chaos God's neck!

But the Chaos God Apotos remained standing there, showing no intention of retreating even a step!

And at this very moment.

The elven knight suddenly sensed a powerful aura emanating from the eyes of the Chaos God, as if something capable of threatening her life had been brewing.

"Disappear!"

Apotos's deep voice filled the night, each word imbued with a commanding authority!

The instant his words fell.

The low-ranking kingdom soldiers and cultists, whose voices were drowned out, froze in place.

Withered yellow sand gradually fell from their bodies until they turned to ashes.

The ninth-tier elven knight, who was about to strike him, was suddenly hit by an irresistible force and sent flying into the sky like a cannonball!

It vanished from Apotos's sight in an instant.

Apotos clutched his chest, blood continuously spilling from the corner of his mouth, until he finally recovered after vomiting several mouthfuls of blood.

He wiped his mouth expressionlessly and put the mask back on.

Although the power of words can cause him to suffer backlash and is uncontrollable, it is also omnipotent.

It was precisely this characteristic that allowed him to manipulate the world with ease.

When the enemy dies at his hands, they don't even have time to understand, or have any chance to find any means of countermeasures.

Just like that elven knight, he thought he could stop his escape plan.

According to the estimation of the Word Spirit God, Apotos, few other Chaos God could devise and manipulate events in secret to destroy a world faster than him.

"Foolish and pathetic creature, resistance will only lead you to greater despair..."

Apotos muttered to himself, a cube resembling the style of Void Gate appeared in his hand.

As the energy seized here is fully integrated, the cube gradually expands until it cracks into a spatial gate.

Then, without looking back, he walked inside.

All that remains is this land, now reduced to ruin.

A desolate wilderness far from the Royal Capital.

Boom!!!

With a deafening roar, as if a meteor had just crashed down, the entire ground was dented.

The next second.

The female knight struggled to her feet from the deep pit, blood seeping from her wounds. Her eyes were wide open, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

She was certain that she was already far from the Royal Capital!

At the same time, accompanied by the fluctuations of energy, the entire land connecting the Royal Capital seemed to tremble. After a white light that seemed to illuminate the sky filled her vision and disappeared in an instant, she could no longer sense any Magic Power aura of the Chaos God Apotos.

"Apotos...?"

She stared blankly in the direction of the Royal Capital, and the sword she had so painstakingly raised clattered to the ground.

This sound, like the shattering of hope, seemed to echo throughout her entire being.

He escaped?

The only remaining value of his life was leaving behind the Chaos God.

But he escaped as if taking a leisurely stroll.

Wouldn't that mean all the efforts and sacrifices made so far have been in vain?

Despair and pain crushed her like an invisible force. She collapsed to her knees as if she had no strength left, her fingers digging tightly into the ground, her nails sinking deep into the soil with a hoarse sound.

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

Her cries were filled with the helplessness of an infant; having realized the inevitable defeat, she screamed desperately, as if bound by an invisible fear.

She finally understood why the Chaos God had gathered and seized so much energy; it turned out that the other party possessed a spatial magic item that she could not have imagined.

Blurred eyes stared at the ground gradually becoming wet with tears, seeing no hope, only endless darkness...

It only took what could be described as "a very short while".

The Word Spirit God Apotos, returned in triumph as he had wished.

He returned to the Chaos God Realm, where he could now rest peacefully for a while.

This is the central hub of the Chaos God Realm.

A cold and awe-inspiring atmosphere permeated the entire temple. Black banners hung on the walls, painted with various terrifying totems. These patterns seemed to have a life of their own, constantly changing and shifting.

The winding steps spiral upwards, yet they seem to float without any support.

All around was a black void, the only difference being that countless stars twinkled within this black void.

At the end of the steps was a black plaza, scattered with jet-black stone pillars. In the very center of the plaza stood a massive Void Gate atop a black altar, where countless twisted souls seemed to hover.

The Void Gate rippled across the surface of water, spreading rapidly from its center, and then the figure of the Word Spirit God Apotos emerged.

However, it was only for the instant one stepped into this temple.

Apotos immediately touched his mask.

It seemed as if they were about to go into battle at any moment.

"...?"

He quickly pinpointed the source of the incongruity.

This realm of gods seems to be getting a little strange.

Apotos could no longer sense the presence of any Chaos God nearby.

Could it be that in this short period of time, all the other Chaos God have recovered to the ninth rank and traveled to other worlds?

That's not right; they couldn't all have recovered that quickly.

The Word Spirit God, Apotos, looked around in confusion, sensing a strange aura permeating the air.

He walked slowly forward, his footsteps echoing in the empty temple hall. The walls around him were covered with cold murals. The central area, which should have been guarded by other Chaos God, was deserted, with not a single Chaos God in sight, nor any signs of fighting.

But this silence made Apotos suspicious: it seemed that ten thousand years had passed since he left this once-pure land, and everything had become the past, even the eternal Chaos God had become history.

Apotos's footsteps grew heavier, as if carrying the weight of a profound sense of oppression within him.

At this moment, he began to have an increasingly strong sense of illusion.

Just as he destroyed a world, this realm of gods was also destroyed in the same way.

But he quickly and firmly shook his head.

It's impossible that while the Chaos God are secretly destroying other worlds, some crazed beings are turning around and conquering the Chaos God Realm, right?

Sudden.

Apotos heard a soft laugh and immediately became alert. He turned around and saw a dark figure standing in the shadows beside the stone pillar.

The dark figure gradually emerged, revealing a human-shaped outline.

Apotos stared intently at the shadowy figure. He didn't know who it was, but its appearance undoubtedly instilled in him an unprecedented sense of unease and threat.

The shadowy figure gradually became clearer, and a Chaos God he had never seen before appeared before him.

He wore a crown woven from thorns, a black robe, and black flame-like patterns were engraved on his face and neck.

His eyes were deep and cunning, revealing an indescribable sense of ease and composure, as if he were sitting on his throne, looking down upon all living beings.

The Word Spirit God, Apotos, stared coldly at the man, as if he had encountered an uninvited guest.

He could clearly sense that this man was also Chaos God, but he couldn't find any information about him in his own impressions and memories.

It even made him doubt himself for a moment—had he really never seen this god, or had an unimaginable anomaly occurred in the Chaos God Realm?

Regardless, Apotos could almost sense the sinister and cunning intent in the other's eyes without needing to communicate, sending a chill down his spine.

"You've worked hard, welcome back."

The figure, dragging a terrifyingly designed demonic sword, slowly approached Apotos.

The mere scraping of the sword against the ground produced a mournful, piercing hum.

The temple seemed to echo with continuous lamentations and hymns, causing Apotos, who already sensed something was wrong, to instinctively take a step back.

The guy in front of him was extremely dangerous; he had to be careful.

The Word Spirit God deliberately lowered his voice, trying to find out the other party's background:

"Who are you? Why are you pretending to be one of us? Answer me."

He was quite certain that even if the other party was a Chaos God he had never heard of, they were definitely not his ally.

More likely, the other party is some being familiar with the Chaos God, who used magic to transform into the appearance of the Chaos God!

This change wasn't intended to deceive him, but simply to plunge him into a state of mental instability and wild speculation.

The other person looked at him with a smile and slowly spoke:

"I am the Great Love God. I cannot bear to see you suffer, so I have come to send you on your way."

The gray-haired man's voice carried an eerie Magic Power that sent chills down Apotos's spine.

The Word Spirit God, Apotos, felt his fear intensify, as if the whole world was beginning to distort and deform, and he had fallen into an indescribable trap.