And the only way to kill Chaos Creatures.
Was to devour them or grind them out of existence.
The competition and mutual devouring between Chaos Beings were, in fact, nothing more than merging with one another. This meant little to pure Chaos Beings, but for conscious existences like them, devouring another could even turn you into them if your consciousness could not bear the burden.
The difference in their scale was not all that great.
"My army will be here soon."
The God of Flesh smiled, his gaze settling on Aivier's beautiful face.
"If you insist on staying and siding with those weak creatures of Hell, I wouldn't mind taking you down as well. You fought us tirelessly in the Divine Realm for three thousand years. Every god there hates you with a passion."
Aivier's gaze was icy, her blue hair streaming as she gripped the Black Sword and said:
"Then try it."
Without another word, she attacked the God of Flesh again in a flash.
The eerily alluring man laughed. Rather than linger in battle, he retreated in an instant, vanishing into the pitch-black Chaos Deep Space.
"There's no need to rush. You'll have the outcome you want soon enough. Let's wait and see."
Aivier wanted to pursue him.
But just as she was about to enter the Chaos Corridor, a voice suddenly rang out in her mind, stopping her in her tracks.
"Don't chase him. Wait for them to come."
Aivier stopped instantly. Raising an eyebrow, she glanced around and said calmly:
"Where are you? Why all the secrecy? I thought you'd be plotting your expansion in the Abyss, taking things step by step. How long has it even been, and you've already provoked those creatures from the Broken Divine Realm?"
Lynn's voice rang out:
"I already told