Chapter 392: The First Confrontation with Typhon

Above the Moon, an endless, deep red ocean.

The seawater ripples restlessly, and gusts of sea breeze carry a faint scent of rust—a scent just like fresh blood.

"Is this the Curse Sea? I'm afraid this is a Curse Star, isn't it? I really don't know how that little girl managed to endure it."

On the bright red Moon, Sun Wukong, standing on the Somersault Cloud, looks at the ocean below with golden light in his eyes.

Under the gaze of those Fiery Golden Eyes that see through everything, those layers of sea surface are ultimately like a mere illusion, and the things hidden deep beneath are finally exposed.

One by one, figure after figure, phantom human shapes whose only facial features are lips, are hidden beneath the sea surface.

Their bodies are pierced by wooden stakes of crosses from their buttocks to their lips, fixed firmly beneath the sea surface; streams of fresh blood flow from their wounds, merging into the surrounding bright red ocean.

Such torture has twisted them into shapes with heads as large as their bodies and short limbs; yet even so, they remain beneath the sea surface, emitting silent curses in incomparably filthy language.

"It's so pungent, this scent of hatred and fear."

Sun Wukong pinches his nose, a trace of disgust flashing across his face.

"Just how many Poets were killed to create so many Curses of Spirit formed from the corruption of Poets' souls?"

"But these loose-lipped Poets deserve this fate for their crimes."

Are Poets the terrifying Fourth Strongest Species? No, they are loathsome, rumor-mongering, audacious, and loose-lipped wretches.

Even in Little Garden, they are existences extremely hated by both people and dogs.

Poets never ask whether a matter is true or false when spreading rumors; the ballads they sing spontaneously influence the convergence results of Little Garden.

Clearly, Lamia did not do nothing after being cursed; this dense curse that has formed a planet certainly was not accumulated in a short time.

After all, although Leticia fell as a Demon King, the reputation accumulated by the Xuegui Yizu over long years surely could not have been ruined so quickly, and furthermore, Lamia had been investigating the truth for her sister, guarding Leticia's innocence.

And then, with the "help" of that group of loose-lipped Poets, what effect could it have?

Nothing more than making things worse.

That group of ill-natured Poets loves nothing more than the drama of a dragon-slaying hero eventually becoming an evil dragon.

In the end, because of some loose-lipped Poet, the conflict erupted, and Lamia, bearing the curse, began to slaughter the Poets.

To the extent that Lamia's wish became the total extinction of the Poets.

The more Poets she slaughtered, the more the Poets cursed and reviled the Vampire, which in turn further strengthened the power of Lamia, who bore the curse of the Xuegui Yizu.

In this situation of stepping on one's own feet, the share of the curse on Lamia eventually reached the Three-digit level, and most of the Poets were wiped out.

"Tsk tsk tsk, these Poets who once wantonly cursed Vampires probably never imagined they would end up in such a state, right?"

Perched on Su Nian's shoulder, Odin cannot help but sigh with emotion.

It wasn't as if no one had tried to advise the Poets back then, but would the Poets, who prided themselves on being the Fourth Strongest Species, listen?

"But it is truly a marvel that this little girl could withstand these curses without completely falling into a Magic Beast, though she is not far from that step."

Hearing this, Su Nian narrows his eyes, looking through the Little Garden Central to pierce through the layers of curses, seeing the golden-haired girl lying on the altar deep inside.

"It is not that Lamia can withstand it; it is that the Lord of All Demons refuses to let Lamia fall into a Magic Beast."

A Three-digit magnitude curse is something even those Four-digit powerhouses in Little Garden who pride themselves on firm wills might not be able to withstand, let alone Lamia.

The reason Lamia has not yet completely fallen into a Magic Beast is purely because Typhon does not want to conflict with Kurma and has refused Lamia.

Keeping Lamia stuck in a state just before complete corruption.

"I hope there won't be a conflict with Typhon next."

Su Nian murmurs softly; as expected, taking Lamia away is not that easy.

Or rather, simply taking Lamia away is easy, but taking the Taurus Sun Authority while taking Lamia away is not that easy.

Typhon, the King of All Demons, a Demon King whose Spirit Status belongs to the Greek God Group but who possesses great autonomy.

He is also one of the eighteen who rule over Little Garden, one of the very few monsters who, like the Mother of Evil Gods, Algol, ascended to the summit with the nature of an evil god.

Naturally, as the Reverse Demon of All Gods, it is inevitable that Algol would have a certain degree of competition with the King of All Demons, Typhon, in the domain of 【Demon】.

And in a sense, as the spokesperson for the Star Spirit Alliance and Algol's husband, it is hard to say that Su Nian will not come into conflict with Typhon.

"Forget it, I won't think about it so much; I'd better deal with the curse on Lamia first."

Su Nian shakes his head, raising his hand to cast countless techniques, using the Holy Annihilation Technique as a template to perform several iterations and upgrades, while borrowing the power from Algol's Simulated Star Creation Map that can turn Three-digit Gods and Buddhas into demons.

Countless arrays written in various filthy languages surround the entire moon formed by the curse.

A moment later, the curse borne by Lamia, enough to rival billions of demon gods, is condensed into a monster with the upper body of an enchanting woman and the lower body of a snake.

The might radiating from its body has already reached the Three-digit level.

"Do you want me to go and deal with this monster?"

Beside him, Sun Wukong takes out the Golden Cudgel and says, eager to try; a Three-digit monster, huh? She hasn't fought one in a long time, and her hands are feeling a bit itchy.

"No need, it would be a waste to destroy it."

Su Nian reaches out to stop Sun Wukong; he intends to turn these curses into Lamia's Familiar.

The next moment, Su Nian raises his hand, and the star sector belonging to Ophiuchus in the firmament shines brightly; Su Nian borrows the power of the Taurus Sun Authority to forge this massive curse into a star Familiar of Ophiuchus.

Just like those Familiars of the Fourth Progenitor on Su Nian.

This was something Su Nian had prepared in advance to save Lamia.

Using it now is naturally second nature.

Within a few minutes, Su Nian reaches out and catches a golden-haired girl who looks like a princess, sleeping with her eyes closed.

"Alright, done; now we just need to wait for her to wake up, and she will have Four-Digit Exceptional combat power."

"She is quite lucky."

Odin cannot help but sigh; just think of how much effort she spent and how many resources she consumed to become a Four-Digit Exceptional.

And yet here is someone who just lay there and became a Four-Digit Exceptional.

"Luck is luck, it's just that we are likely to truly face Typhon next."

Su Nian narrows his eyes and teleports Lamia to Leticia's side, telling her to take good care of Lamia.

After all, Lamia is, by any account, a being on the verge of falling into a Three-digit Magic Beast; pulling her back from the edge of that fall would inevitably attract the gaze of Typhon.

Su Nian looked up, and a golden sword shining with magnificent light appeared in his hand.

Deep in the starry sky, eyes the size of stars opened, narrowed, or rolled around in the brilliant expanse, observing the entire cosmos like curious children.

It was not until they saw the light in Su Nian's hand that those indescribable existences slowly began to move toward Su Nian.

Massive multi-headed black snakes coiled around individual galaxies, treating them like prey, opening their blood-red maws wide as lava-like snake saliva dripped down.

They covered the planets, turning them into snake eggs, while wills filled with the desire for destruction constantly emitted incomprehensible hisses into the starry sky.

Suddenly, those eyes locked onto the only living planet in the entire universe.

"Hmph! Typhon, you dare to cause trouble in my world? Do you believe I won't come to settle the score with you?!"

A threatening voice rang out, and the movements of those Magic Beasts paused; the hundred-headed giant, whose massive body seemed to fill the entire universe, withdrew its projection.

Countless multi-headed black snakes vanished in an instant, turning back into planets.

"So stingy, it's just a few planets, isn't it? Was that necessary?"

Typhon clicked his tongue in annoyance, but who told him he couldn't beat Kurma?

There are gaps even among Two-digit existences; he was once beaten up by Zeus just after he had become a Two-digit.

After establishing Zeus's reputation, he was very unhappy; after all, among all the Two-digit existences, he was the only one who was so embarrassing.

He had been knocked over by an existence that wasn't even a Two-digit yet.

Afterward, he went to settle the score with the Greek God Group, for no other reason than to simply regain his face.

But who would have known that the Greek God Group would pay a heavy price to invite Kurma over.

And then, he profoundly realized that the gap between Two-digit existences was even greater than the gap between Three-digit and Two-digit existences.

He was held down and beaten by Kurma, though of course, his own slip of the tongue in mocking Kurma as a "young dragon" played a part in that.

However, stiff-necked as he was, Typhon still obediently returned those planets and restored them to their original state.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the young people these days are truly monsters."

"A Curse that could only be set aside because it gave Kurma a headache was handled so easily, and it even resulted in a blessing in disguise, letting that little fellow become a Four-digit Exceptional."

Watching Su Nian's actions, Typhon couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

To tell the truth, dealing with the problem on Lamia was not difficult for him, but if he were to handle it, Lamia would have completely fallen into a Magic Beast.

This would be somewhat unacceptable to Kurma, who has a strong sense of possessiveness; after all, children are possessive and stubborn.

"However, wanting to collect all the Sun Authority is not that easy."

Typhon narrowed his eyes and looked at the labyrinth Kurma had set up to house the Sun Authority, as well as the monster guarding the Taurus Sun Authority, Minotaur.

Then his gaze swept over Minotaur, and Minotaur became an existence under his control without any power to resist.

He is the King of All Demons, and Minotaur is a Magic Beast, naturally subject to his dominion.

(End of chapter)