Master the Abyss, starting from an apprentice priest.

Chapter 420 (6k2) Brigantes, the "Greedy Tyrant"
Kalyvian, the "Omniscient Attendant" - he was torn apart.

According to what Liao Shou said, he was "split" in the physical sense -

"Then tell me again..."

The mourner's four palms continuously emitted a dark light, and the spiritual thread connected to the "fang head" continuously emitted a dark mist. He then asked:

"That container... the container named 'Kalivian', where is he now..."

"..."

"In... in Latama's dark mansion..."

The soul light ball of "Fangshou" began to ripple again, but starting from the outside, the discolored gray and black began to gradually seep inward, and his soul had gradually lost its activity.

Realizing that his soul could no longer say more, the dark light in the four hands of the Mourner suddenly bloomed, and the soul of the "Fangshou" began to split into four pieces from the middle, being infected by the spirit of death, and finally completely assimilated, and was "absorbed" into the body of the Mourner.

He could sense that the "soul" he was feeding on was indeed mixed with the aura of its own kind - it should be a lower-level demon, and it had the same aura of "gluttony" that he had sensed from the head of the "Insane Viscount" Yasuoed before, but it was much thinner.

"Um……"

"This is an occupied 'death'...it's still not a perfect death."

The mourner made a dry and aftertaste-like sound, and the black light in his four hands had not yet dissipated. At the same time, from the four bloody corpses of the "Black Fang" around him, soul light balls that were completely immersed in deep black were also extracted like peeling silk threads from cocoons.

The mourners devoured them one by one.

After consuming all the spiritual food, His four eyes closed again, and His long and narrow mouth began to hum, murmuring half to Himself:
"'Gluttony' caused Calivian's vessel to split apart... It was a myriad of mouths. He longed to devour, longed to possess, and he must be feeling very hungry at this moment..."

"..."

"So, the demon of 'mourning'."

From behind the mourner, a cold and ethereal laughter like a silver bell came:

"We already know that. The biggest evil is in the mansion - what do you want to do?"

That was Tatia's voice.

He is hiding in the darkness at this time, and the veil he has raised can block the detection of those around him, so that everything he and the mourners do in the city of Latama will not be noticed.

"Go to the official residence..."

The mourner did not look back, nor did he show any resistance to the "angel". He just said in a thin voice:
"Just as you planned, Fallen Angel. We have a ready-made sacrifice... or poison."

……

Two hours later.

The city of Latama was originally the "Latama Residence" which belonged to the three executioners.

This was originally a grand and majestic official residence, but now it seemed absurd and bloody - there were broken limbs and bloody bodies everywhere, and corpses that were no longer in human form.

The main gate where the "Fang Head" should have been standing guard was empty. There were only three or five Abyss Beasts gnawing on the corpses on the ground. They tore off strips of flesh dripping with blood and chewed them, making a "crunching" sound.

“Gah—”

Suddenly, a deep beast stopped chewing, turned its head and looked at the long steps leading to the door.

It was there that a dark figure appeared.

That was a "superior demon" with wings emitting black light folded behind him. He was now walking on the stairs, climbing up lightly step by step.

The demonic aura emanating from him seemed to make the abyss beasts that were feeding on the corpses lose their desire to eat. They howled and quickly fled in all directions, hiding in the narrow cracks in the wreckage of the nearby buildings. Their many scarlet eyes rolled around, observing the newly arrived demon.

But He did not even cast His gaze upon them. He simply climbed lightly to the highest point and walked through the dilapidated door of the official residence.

The "blasphemous demon" Tatya has entered the official residence.

He could clearly feel that waves of pus-like and smelly odor were wafting from the deepest part of his body. The smell made him feel nauseous, but it also made him feel terrified - it was a deep, dark, and absolutely ominous smell.

Tatia's pupils couldn't help but tremble because of the breath seeping out from deep inside.

But His face was full of excitement—that cold and distant face was glowing with light. At this moment, He had walked through the blood-filled corridor, and His eyes were fixed on a huge door in front of him.

At this moment, wisps of gray mist were seeping out from the gap in the door.

There are two guards standing on both sides, and on the left is a "fang-headed" man, his body contours also emitting dark and profound misty threads. He is already a "container" - and the demon - that should be a "middle-level" demon, has been lodging in the containers of their bodies.

On the right is a puppet, which seems to be shaped like a dancer. Its arms and skirt are covered with sharp sickles, and its roots seem to have tendon-like tentacles extending from them, tightly connected to those sickles.

The puppet just stood there, without any movement.

And there should be a "devil" living inside - Tatia can feel the deep and ominous aura emanating from the puppet.

"It's the fellow countrymen of Styx... It's the smell of new 'fellow countrymen'."

The fang-head on the left raised his head, his eyes glowing scarlet, his face covered with dark purple erosion lines, and he looked at Tatia with interest:
"Ah... a wonderful smell. Are you one of our compatriots who just escaped from the cage?"

"...You seem...ah. The Mother Styx has given you more, more...You seem to be closer to the origin than I am, my new compatriot."

"But in front of the 'tyrant', we are all just followers, new compatriots."

"..."

He had come to regard Tatya as a real devil and Him as a fellow countryman.

This is indeed what Tatia wanted to see. A charming smile immediately appeared on His cold face, and He said:

"I do want to join the Tyrant."

"So I found this place... I can feel that behind this door, there is a fearful, throbbing, and irresistibly joyful atmosphere!"

"Oh... because the Tyrant is behind this door, my fellow man."

The "fang-headed" man grinned with a creepy smile that did not belong to a human, and chuckled, saying:
"You are here to join the Tyrant, too! Then we are truly blood-related, true compatriots..."

"You, the new devil."

Its voice suddenly became low and serious, with a hint of fear, and said:
"Have you prepared your 'sacrifice'? The 'Tyrant' is always hungry. If there are not enough sacrifices to fill his stomach, he will feed on you, feed on you!"

"Of course... My new fellow vampire, you are delicious. Believe me, you must be delicious..."

"..."

"I have prepared a sacrifice for the Tyrant."

Tatia did not seem to be shaken by the words of the "Fang Shou" and just said:

"That is the flesh and blood of the human who once belonged to the 'Fivefold Fate', as well as his dead and decayed soul. The 'Tyrant' will definitely like it and will definitely accept me as his new retainer."

"Very good, very good, very good!"

The "獠首" laughed increasingly louder and shriller.

And it then says:

"In that case...you may come in, my new compatriot!"

"You are qualified to meet the Tyrant. I wish you the best... I wish the Tyrant will accept you..."

As it spoke, it controlled the body of "Fang Head" to come to the door on the left, raised its arm somewhat hesitantly, and grasped the bronze door knocker with its hand.

Then, it pulled the door knocker hard, and the muscles on its arm seemed to be torn apart by the huge force, and blood gushed out.

But the "獠首" seemed unaware and just kept pulling the door knocker, pulling the left door open with a "bang bang bang".

When the door was opened wide enough for two people to pass through, Tatya walked in lightly. Behind her, there was another "bang bang bang" sound, and the door was closed heavily.

He knew that to all the existences here and now, he was already a bird in a cage.

In the eyes of the "middle-level demon" outside the door, there are only two possible outcomes for him - being devoured by the "Tyrant" and becoming food to fill his stomach; or being accepted by the "Tyrant" and becoming his followers like the many "lower-level demons" and "middle-level demons" here.

But Tatia certainly had a way out - his contractor, Luo Xiu Durant, could call him back at a critical moment, and all she had to do was give the signal in advance; or she could teleport herself back to the "Holy Abyss", which was all possible.

But these are all "retreats" after all, and Tatia has her own plans.

He then continued to walk lightly toward the depths.

The smell of blood was becoming stronger and stronger, and the two sides of the audience corridor were already filled with human and animal bones. At the end of Tatia's vision, he saw a throne made of bones.

And on the throne, there was a huge, bloated figure squatting.

That's the "tyrant"!
It is the "tyrant" mentioned by the "middle-level devil" outside the door!
And when she saw Him, Tatia also clearly felt that He was experiencing waves of tingling pain all over His body, and the air around Him seemed to become damp, heavy and stagnant. This was a feeling of oppression from a higher level.

At this point, Tatia was able to fully confirm that—

That "tyrant" - that is definitely the "True Ancestor Devil"!
The mourner's prediction was correct, which made Tatia even more excited.

He then quickened his pace and the dark wings behind him slightly spread out. His figure then floated lightly in the air, drifting towards the direction of the "Tyrant".

When you get close enough,
He was finally able to see the specific appearance of the "tyrant".

It was a lump of rotten meat placed on a throne of bones.

Features of what was once a "human" body could still be seen on His sides, but it had been split apart.

Just like the answer the mourner got when he interrogated the soul of the "fang-head" at the beginning, Kalyvian was indeed "split", and rows of saw-like fangs grew out from the split, and new flesh and blood continued to grow.

And when the newly grown flesh and blood swells to a certain extent, it will split open again and grow new fangs and flesh and blood.

He kept cracking and expanding, and the huge bloody mouths growing on his body kept biting and devouring himself because of hunger.

This made His huge, mountain-like body look bloody, and blood gushed out of His body like a spring, flowing down the bones of the throne and gathering on the ground to form a pool of foul-smelling blood.

The "sage" robe originally worn by His vessel, "Omniscient Attendant" Calivian, was now in tatters and could only be put on one of His bloated arms.

And his head had been taken off by Him easily and was held in the crook of another arm.

And on his bloated body, tumors protruded one after another. They looked like human faces carved out with a knife, and at this moment, they were emitting a chorus of painful and hoarse howls.

"Oh……"

"Um……"

"what……"

"..."

The Tyrant groaned, and all the fangs on his body trembled, and his eyes opened simultaneously from those hundreds of bloody mouths.

"You are... the new, um... the new upper devil..."

"Let me eat you, let me eat you quickly..."

"I'm very hungry..."

"..."

"Tyrant," He was like a hungry child, and low and sharp explosions came out of those hundred bloody mouths at the same time.

Tatya felt a gust of fishy wind blowing in her face.

Opposite to Him, the "Tyrant" on the skeletal throne raised his bloated left arm, and the torn gaping hole on his arm was pointed at Tatia, with the eyes glowing an increasingly scarlet light.

Tatia felt a distinct suction force—the suction force came from the Tyrant's arm. At the same time, Tatia felt a burning sensation, as if it was going to melt Him. "Great Tyrant!"

Enduring the Tyrant's powerful suction, Tatia said to Him:

"I have prepared a 'sacrifice' for you - a 'sacrifice' that will satisfy you!"

As he spoke, the dark wings behind him spread out at the same time, and a three-ring deep red magic circle appeared on the open space in front of him. It was the magic circle that transported something from the "Holy Abyss" here.

A broken figure filled with the aura of decay emerged from the magic circle and stood between Tatia and the "Tyrant".

——That’s “Crow of Despair” Astralis!

It was the Executioner who was previously killed by the "False Guardian" Amber and transformed by the "Deathrattle Demon" Mourner - it has been transformed into an undead controlled by the Mourner, but now it is the food that Tatia offers to the "Tyrant".

When the Undead Astralis was teleported here, it was sucked into the storm by the "Tyrant" before it could even gain a foothold.

It just spun and flew towards the rotten flesh on the throne. When it was only about three or four meters away from the Tyrant, countless bloated little hands suddenly grew out of the Tyrant's body, grabbing the head, neck, limbs and torso of Astralis tightly like an iron hoop.

Then--

Snap! Snap! Hiss!

A series of sounds came from "Asteras"'s body. It was broken, crushed, and torn into pieces by the tyrant. The small hands holding it sent the torn "Asteras" into the tyrant's bloody mouths one by one.

From the tyrant's body, there were bursts of horrible chewing sounds.

Tatia clearly felt that the fishy smell had disappeared, and the oppressive feeling emanating from the tyrant had also eased a lot.

This is considered to have passed the first step - not being killed by the tyrant on first sight.

Tatya waited for the Tyrant to eat.

It took less than two minutes for Him to finish eating the entire "Asteras".

"belch--"

His hundreds of huge mouths burped almost simultaneously, emitting an increasingly strong stench, and his bloated flesh was trembling slightly, as if expressing his pleasure after eating.

He had just eaten the flesh of a saint who had attained the Fivefold Destiny, which was indeed enough to fill His stomach for a short time.

And when he was full, the crack in his abdomen opened again, and the huge eyes inside looked at Tatia, and the huge mouths around him opened and closed, making sounds:

"Satisfied... Satisfied..."

"Superior demon...you have brought me satisfaction!"

"..."

He seemed to become able to communicate, and Tatia then spoke to Him:

"The great tyrant!"

"I sing your praises, I give you my praises, I offer you my sacrifices, and I ask you to give me the name of your family."

"Please accept it - if you are satisfied with the sacrifice I offer you, from now on, I will offer you more!"

"..."

This is a respectful term commonly used by lower-ranking demons to express their submission to higher-ranking demons and request to be accepted as "followers".

“Satisfied…Satisfied!”

The tyrant's hundreds of open mouths made rumbling sounds, and his right arm grabbed Calivian's head and lifted it up, while the eye sockets of the head, which were no longer eyeballs, emitted a dark purple light.

The light shone on Tatia's body, and the hundreds of giant mouths of the Tyrant spoke at the same time:

"I am the 'Greedy Tyrant'. I grant you blood and flesh, grant you spirit and evil. I—"

Suddenly, His voice stopped.

He was just about to stamp the "Devil of Blasphemy" Tatia with the "Follower" seal, but suddenly discovered something else——

The "Higher Demon" before him, his soul essence does not have room for the "Follower Emblem" stamp!

And deeper in the soul of that "higher devil".

There was a golden light flashing there, which was a holy light that was completely opposite to the "devil" and should belong to the "angel".

There is even a "contract" of a higher level, closer to the origin, placed there. The tyrant's followers' emblems facing it are like antelopes facing a thousand-foot-high wall!

what happened!

How is this going!

The "tyrant" was stunned.

Suddenly, He finally discovered something, and a strong rage surged out like a strong wind.

All the huge mouths on his body opened together, roaring angrily—

"You're not a demon... You're not a demon!"

"Blasphemy, blasphemy! You—"

The tyrant roared, but the "higher devil" opposite him suddenly smiled.

He did receive what He wanted.

Capture and unfold the "Emblem of the Family" that is engraved deep in His soul but suddenly has nowhere to go. That is the true name of the "Tyrant"!

He thereby completed the sin of deception.

"I have known it, I have obtained it, the 'gluttonous tyrant'——"

Tatia looked at the Tyrant, and his voice turned cold as he said:
"——'Greedy Tyrant, Brigantis, Bottomless Pit Jaeger, Voracious Mouth'."

"That's your 'real name', right?"

"——!!!"

The "Tyrant" suddenly began to tremble violently.

Deep purple flames rose from his whole body, burning him, causing the tumorous faces on his body to howl in pain.

That is indeed His real name!

When the person who recites the true name of the "devil" is able to bear the weight of its original spiritual power, the owner of the true name will be "backfired" -

This indirect proof proves that it is indeed His real name!

The "superior devil" opposite... He is just a "superior devil", why can He know his own "real name"!
The tyrant - "the gluttonous tyrant" Brigantes suddenly fell into a rage.

He raised his arms in anger, and a suffocating fishy wind gushed out of his huge mouth, trying to strangle the upper demon opposite him on the spot.

But He couldn't do it - right before His eyes, the figure of the blasphemous demon quickly became illusory, blurred, and finally disappeared.

He has been called back, called back by His covenantee.

“——Ugh uhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

The "Gluttonous Tyrant" Brigantis roared in extreme anger, and he wanted to chase after the remaining breath.

But the next moment, the thousands of bloody mouths on his body suddenly coughed violently, and black blood gushed out like a flood!

He felt pain, an extremely severe pain, as if his intestines were twisted together and being pulled out of his body.

It was not until this moment that he realized that the corpse of the human with the "Five Destinies" he had just eaten contained the deadly poison of "death"!

"vomit--"

"Ugh, vomit, vomit—"

He began to dry heave, but his stomach had already quickly digested what he had eaten, and in the end he only vomited out some remaining bone residue.

He felt weak, and his consciousness sank back into a state dominated by hunger.

"..."

"So hungry..."

"Hungry……"

He murmured.

His hundreds of huge mouths opened again and began to bite his own flesh and blood.

He no longer seemed to feel that angry, and His consciousness was once again occupied by hunger and thirst.

He was just waiting anxiously for the next "food" to arrive.

He seemed to have forgotten, forgotten the scene of "betrayal" that he had just experienced.

……

Latama, Acropolis.

In the early hours of the morning, in the camp belonging to the "church".

In the bishop's tent, "Bishop" Ross Carlos was still sitting on the main seat, flipping through the files in his hands under the dim light.

Suddenly, he put down the file in his hand and his eyes became deep.

"'Real name' is obtained."

There was no one else in the tent, and he murmured in a voice that only he could hear:

"That is indeed the 'True Ancestor Demon'. And his real name is..."

"That is... 'The Gluttonous Tyrant, Brigantis, the Bottomless Pit, Jaeger, the Mouth of the Voracious Eater'?"

"..."

"I see."

"..."

As he murmured this, he walked out of the tent and headed towards the restricted area.

On the way, he activated the "Seal of the Isol Royal Court" on the back of his hand and teleported himself back to the "Holy Abyss".

Soon, when his vision regained color, he saw the "Demon of Blasphemy" Tatia and the "Death Whispering Demon" Mourner standing in the hall. They had completed their tasks well.

The speed at which they obtained the real name of the "True Ancestor Demon" was even faster than Luo Xiu had expected.

Luo Xiu was satisfied, and he opened the panel and set a new task for the players.

The real plan to "hunt" the true ancestor demon began from then on.

……

(End of this chapter)