You want me to take out a loan to practice cultivation? I'll just pay off the debt physically.

In May of the year 1166 of the Extraordinary Calendar, on the scorched earth of Hell, where sulfur and flames burned eternally, members of the Hell branch of the Red Heart Society, in their mortal bodies, carried the pure radiance of the Red Heart ideals.

Their loyalty and faith in the organization are like the roots of their souls, deeply embedded in the rocky depths of hell, unbreakable.

But the reality of the predicament is as scorching and cruel as the surrounding hellfire.

If we want the light of a sincere heart to truly pierce the eternal darkness of hell and achieve a widespread, all-encompassing spread, the mere dissemination of ideas and concepts is far from sufficient.

【strength!】

[An absolute power capable of shattering all obstacles and eradicating all decay and remnants!]

This is also an indispensable cornerstone!

[Clearly, compared to the Red Heart Society headquarters, the Hell branch is worlds apart, not to mention the number of True God-level experts, even in terms of extraordinary technology and related products.]

Currently, the Hell Branch's most pressing task is to completely eradicate the remaining influence of the Hell-affiliated True Gods, which linger in every corner of Hell like a stubborn, intractable disease.

These forces originated from the numerous hellish true gods who perished in the recent violent counterattack of the spirit realm's will.

Although the true god's physical form is dead, it still wields terrifying influence.

[Their surviving remnants, war puppets imbued with divine power, ancient fortresses maintained by the power of contracts, and even their fanatical organization of followers still wield terrifying military force in Hell, enough to crush any branch of the Hellish Order.]

To put it bluntly, the Hell Clan itself has yet to produce a true god of rules capable of rivaling it.

The absolute chasm of power is like an insurmountable barrier standing before the radiant light of a sincere heart.

At this very moment, the Will of Hell is fixing almost all of its attention, like the most greedy vulture, on the earth-shattering battle unfolding in the distant Star Abyss dimension.

The life-or-death struggle between the incarnation of the Abyss's Will and the five transcendent beings of the Crimson Heart Society is gripping the entire universe.

The will of hell is holding its breath, waiting for the crucial moment when it can seize the greatest benefit at the lowest cost, ready to pounce and tear off a piece of juicy flesh.

In the face of such a game concerning the fundamental interests of the world, the trivial disputes within Hell are minor issues.

Neither the plight of the Red Hearts Branch nor the stubborn resistance of the remaining forces of the true God are worth His concern.

[Is any internal affair more important than tearing a piece of origin from the abyss and the spirit realm to strengthen oneself?]

Faced with repeated setbacks in their expansion efforts and the relentless, bloody suppression of their fervent ideals by remaining forces, the core members of the Hell branch fell into anxious contemplation.

Despair, like poisonous fog, permeated the shadows of hellish lava.

However, in this darkest hour, a conviction, like thunder piercing the eternal night, exploded in the hearts of every member.

【us!】

[We are not fighting alone!]

This is not an empty slogan, but an undeniable fact forgotten on the edge of despair.

Behind them stands the colossal entity that created the Star Abyss Miracle and is currently grappling with the wills of the three worlds.

[Red Heart Society Headquarters!]

[In the era before the headquarters completely retreated into the depths of the Star Abyss and maintained contact with the world, support for the Hell branch was always unwavering.]

Technology, knowledge, and even invaluable strategic guidance nourished the burning flame of patriotism in hell like sweet rain.

[It could even be said that the Hell Branch was established entirely by the Red Heart Society headquarters.]

Even the current high-ranking members of the Hell branch are either former Red Heart Society warriors or their descendants.

[If a stable trading channel could be re-established, capable of traversing the barriers of the Hell dimension, then the light of headquarters' power could once again illuminate this scorched land.]

The rise of that branch will be unstoppable. This idea, like a ray of hope, pierced through the clouds of despair.

But the key to realizing this vision points to a direction that the members of the Hellish branch have hesitated about countless times.

[The Will of Hell!]

After years of deliberation and even self-persuasion, the Hell Branch finally made a decision that was both helpless and brilliantly insightful.

They are completely unable to escape the will of hell.

In February of the year 1188 of the Extraordinary Calendar, they used an ancient altar array, treasured for many years and used to communicate with the dimensional barriers, to send a request for contact to the supreme will that sits atop the throne of the Hell Contract, using the most cautious language.

This is not an impulsive act, but a well-considered, do-or-die battle.

Their proposed solutions are also very pragmatic.

[We humbly beg the great will of hell to condescend to do so.]

[There's no need for headquarters to supply valuable items containing primordial rules or strategic resources—items that would arouse the covetousness of the wider world.]

The Hell branch knows better than anyone that headquarters is currently embroiled in a life-or-death struggle with the three worlds, and every strategic resource is a matter of survival.

[They only requested that the ordinary supplies from the Red Heart Society headquarters—supplies that the Will of Hell disdains or refuses to seize—be sent over.]

[For example, certain extraordinary technological products that, while technologically advanced, have limited value on a global scale, or a few divine military weapons that may be outdated in the Star Abyss Battlefield but are capable of altering the landscape of the Hell Battlefield.]

They hoped to use the powers related to the will of hell to bring over a batch of these things.

Behind this plan lies the code of loyalty and sacrifice etched in the blood of the Hell Clan members.

Even if we were born in hell, and are rooted in the scorched earth of this world.

But illuminated by the pure and sincere ideals, our souls have already been marked with that sincerity!

Place of birth is not important!

【Concept is the most important! 】

[At an internal meeting before the altar's activation, a core member of the branch spoke with a trembling voice, yet each word was firm and resolute.]

[Headquarters has secured a glimmer of hope for us, providing support and convenience.]

How could we, for our own selfish reasons, allow headquarters to alter the blueprint of the vast universe that concerns the future of countless lives?

How can we allow headquarters to be distracted by a corner of hell, or even abandon the established path to transcendence?

This realization ultimately coalesced into a resounding vow that burns in the hearts of every member of the Hellish branch.

[The branch can perish!]

The flame of the branch can be extinguished!

[But the headquarters of the Red Heart Society!]

We must win!

The banner of unwavering loyalty must be planted atop the highest peak in the universe!

The reason we're working so hard to develop and expand the influence of our sincere ideals on this side of hell is precisely because we want to grow stronger.

[At some crucial moment in the future, assist headquarters!]

Before this grand goal, everything else must give way! (End of Chapter)