Chapter Eighty-Eight: Construct Girl! Third Update
In the Bottomless Abyss, on the third level known as the Land of Forgotten.
Within the Bottomless Abyss, there are many areas not ruled by Demon Lords. The primary reason for this is the extreme chaos in these areas, combined with their low environmental value, which discourages powerful Demon Lords from choosing to take control here. The current situation in the Bottomless Abyss’s third level, the Land of Forgotten, reflects this; its original Demon Lord was the Arrogant One, a mighty demon who was once imprisoned in the Dark Well. Unfortunately, as the name suggests, he died in the Abyssal bl**d War due to his excessive arrogance.
Now, the third level of the Bottomless Abyss, the Land of Forgotten, is highly chaotic.
Many Demon Lords have carved out territories here, including the Succubus Queen Mikanxute, the King of Werewolves Yenogu, the King of Minotaurs Baphomet, and the Undead Lord, among others. Even the Eye Demon Matron has secretly dispatched a group of Eye Demons to dig tunnels and establish nests here. It seems everyone wants a piece of this temporarily unclaimed territory.
Legends say the Land of Forgotten is cursed!
The reason is simple: there is a main branch of the River of Underworld flowing through this layer of the Bottomless Abyss, and the land here is permeated with the power of the river, causing any souls reincarnated here to nearly lose all memories of their past lives.
That’s why it’s called the Land of Forgotten.
Everything in this plane shouldn’t be eaten carelessly, as some foods are influenced by the waters of the River of Underworld, causing one to forget even yesterday’s events.
However, the demons likely don’t have many concerns.
After all, they are inherently chaotic, and forgetting a few things isn’t a problem—as long as they remember how to fight.
Beside a distant gray river.
A mid-level demon, with dark red skin, a bare chest, thick demonic horns on its forehead, and a pair of demon wings on its back, appeared. It looks a bit different from other demons, but not many people seem to care. After all, demons are known for their bizarre appearances; this one just appeared slightly more humanoid.
Soren cautiously moved away from the waters of the River of Underworld and tossed a bag of disaster coins to the Rosé before him.
These neutral evil beings like to trade with demons and devils, as many of them have innate abilities and serve as ferrymen for the River of Underworld. Only with their power can one cross the river without being affected. The tributaries of the River of Underworld are spread throughout the Hell of Bartok and the Bottomless Abyss, and the Land of Forgotten is Soren’s first stop. He needs to trek quite a distance to reach the next stretch of the river and then directly arrive at the 14th level of the Bottomless Abyss, the Steam Swamp!
A Ghost Hag also followed along.
She watched Soren with wary eyes, her ugly face showing deep apprehension; she was a plane trader, dealing goods between the Hell of Bartok and the Bottomless Abyss. She appeared to be a wizard proficient in necromancy spells.
Any plane trader is not to be underestimated.
Soren had no intention of causing trouble and quickly left the area, following the River of Underworld deeper into the Land of Forgotten.
This is a territory of war.
The wars between Demon Lords have spurred a demand for weapons and munitions, and Ghost Hags, Night Witches, and Rosé are active here. There are also some mercenaries unafraid of d*ath who occasionally meet adventurers from other planes.
Anyone might be encountered in the Bottomless Abyss.
Because this is the most chaotic place, it also offers the greatest possibilities!
Surrounded by bizarre plants, the barren land lacks nutrients. Some of these plants have even mutated to absorb the power of the River of Underworld.
There is a type of plant called the Forgetting Soul Grass.
Eating it by mistake could lead to d*ath; if not, one might still forget something.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A loud explosion suddenly came from ahead, and Soren frowned, stopping his steps, then cautiously moved over to take a look.
“Speak!”
“Do you know who I am?”
A look of surprise appeared on Soren’s face. Because before him stood not a demon, or rather, there was one that was not a demon.
It was a very exquisite girl.
She had silvery-white skin, stood about 1.6 meters tall, had hair like light golden threads, wore Gothic clothing, and had a face that seemed a bit doll-like. She had a small round face, and there were stitching marks on her arms. She was not a human; she was an alchemical construct lifeform, without a heartbeat or breath—something of exceptional quality that could only be created using the spell “Legendary Activate Construct Life.”
Three small, exquisite puppets hovered around her, vaguely resembling her face.
They were about fifteen centimeters tall, holding shimmering knight’s lances, and the puppets gazed expressionlessly ahead, while on the ground lay mangled demon corpses.
“No! … I don’t know! …”
Facing the seemingly adorable girl, a Frenzied Combat Demon answered in a fearful voice.
“Hmph!”
The exquisite Construct Girl frowned and coldly snorted, “So ugly! You might as well just d*e!”
Chilling lights flashed.
One puppet instantly transformed into an afterimage, and then they saw the Frenzied Combat Demon on the ground with a new bl**d hole in its heart.
One less demon among the survivors.
The demons trapped here were trembling in fear. They had tried to escape and fight back, but it seemed no one had ever succeeded. The Construct Girl’s gaze turned toward a male succubus and a female succubus; the two succubi gasped and instinctively huddled together, nearly embracing.
“A pair of dog men and women!”
The Construct Girl snorted again and furrowed her brow, “Might as well burn to d*ath!”
Flames appeared.
With an adorable round face, the Construct Girl snapped her fingers, and in an instant, flames erupted, turning the pair of succubi into ashes, their screams echoing all around.
“Hmph, hmph!”
“You’re all so ugly! … You might as well just d*e! …”
The Construct Girl shook her head, seemingly distressed, and muttered to herself, “And you don’t even know who I am! … How irritating! …”
“Hmm! … Who am I? … What is my name? …”
“Why can’t I remember anything at all! …”
After seemingly pondering for a while in frustration, the Construct Girl suddenly clapped her small hands, and the silvery white palms made a metallic clanging sound. A wickedly chaotic smile appeared on her face as she said, “Forget it! No need to think so much for now! …”
“All of you ugly dog men and women go d*e!”
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The horrifying explosion spell enveloped the front, as a large group of demons was obliterated in the flames and explosions.
…
Not far away.
Soren’s heart jolted; without hesitation, he turned and ran, preparing to leave from another direction.
This was clearly a legendary-ranked alchemical construct life!
He didn’t know which legendary spellcaster’s masterpiece it was, but how could it appear in a place like the Bottomless Abyss? (To Be Continued ~^~)
