God King Of All Realms: Start By Summoning Angels

Chapter 297 Old Hades And Lorita

In an unknown parallel dimension.

Floats a vast and boundless pitch-black world.

This is the legendary underworld, the homeland of the deceased.

The underworld is a very special world, connected to the Myriad Worlds of the universe and protected by the laws of the universe.

Almost all living beings who die in any world, under normal circumstances, their souls will be drawn by the laws of the universe and enter the underworld, becoming underworld creatures.

However, the number of underworld creatures is not as many as one might imagine.

This is because the underworld also follows the cruel law of survival of the fittest and the rule of the strong.

The vast majority of weak souls will be harvested by the Grim Reaper or become food for underworld giants.

Only a very small number of souls can escape disaster and slowly grow.

It can be said that the underworld is full of strong beings.

At this moment, in the core of the underworld, there is an ancient and magnificent temple.

On the throne inside the temple sits a figure wearing a black and gold robe.

His appearance is that of an elderly human.

He appears hunched, but exudes a terrifying divine aura.

This is the aura of the Divine King.

Only those who surpass the Godlord possess it.

He is the ruler of the underworld - the Underworld Emperor.

Suddenly, the old Underworld Emperor opens his eyes, revealing a pair of golden pupils, and mutters to himself, "Lorita, I sense an evil thought enveloping the underworld, even I am implicated."

"I have peered into the river of time and space, but I have not found any anomalies."

"What is going on?"

"I don't think this is just my imagination!"

"When the underworld was invaded by the angelic race in the past, I had the same feeling."

Speaking of this, the old Underworld Emperor suddenly trembles, his pupils shrinking slightly. "Lorita, could it be that the angelic race is plotting against our underworld again?"

Shortly after he finishes speaking.

A cold and ruthless female voice resounds in the temple.

"Don't worry, my Underworld Emperor!"

"The angelic race has already taken half of the underworld, they won't have any interest in the remaining half."

"After all, without the underworld, the cycle of life and death in the universe will collapse."

"In that situation, even the laws of the universe will not spare the angelic race, making those despicable angels enemies of the Myriad Worlds!"

Upon hearing this, the old Underworld Emperor breathes a sigh of relief.

After a moment, his old face twitches a few times.

As the ruler of the mighty underworld, with countless Grim Reapers under his command, he actually has to rely on the deterrence of the laws of the universe to prevent the remaining half of his stronghold from being taken by the angelic race again.

When has he ever suffered such humiliation?

However, when he thinks of the Four Eighteen-Winged Grand Archangels who led the angelic army into the underworld back then, he instinctively feels a tingling sensation on his scalp.

If it weren't for his speed back then~

The one who is now conversing with "Lorita" might be the new generation of the Emperor of the Underworld.

"Lorita" is the spirit of the world's laws in the Underworld, and after having half of her Primal Force taken away by the Angel Clan, she was also severely injured.

Until now, not only has she not recovered, but she has also been continuously "weakening".

"If it weren't for the Angel Clan..."

"Then where does the malice come from?"

The old Emperor of the Underworld frowned and said, "The supreme gods of the Myriad Worlds battlefield do not have the courage to target my Underworld. Apart from the Angel Clan, the only race in the entire universe that can threaten my Underworld is the Void Demon Race."

"Could it be..."

"The Void Demon Race, after their defeat back then, harbored resentment and is preparing to invade the Myriad Worlds battlefield?"

"That possibility cannot be ruled out!"

A female voice in the void said, "This is good news for us! If the Void Demon Race invades the Myriad Worlds battlefield, we can also send the Underworld army to participate in the war and seize the Primal Force of the Myriad Worlds battlefield."

The old Emperor of the Underworld nodded.

He said to the spirit of the Underworld's laws, whom he called "Lorita", "I have already dispatched some gods of the Underworld to many floating island worlds. They will find a way to enter the Myriad Worlds battlefield and build a large number of Underworld passages."

"At that time, our army can enter."

"The only thing I am worried about now is whether the Angel Clan, which has been missing for tens of millions of years, will reappear in the world. Those wicked angels are not friendly to the living beings of our Underworld."

In the heart of the old Emperor of the Underworld,

Angels, as sacred beings, are synonymous with wickedness.

No other race can be more evil than angels.

Even the Void Demon Race cannot compare.

After all, the Void Demon Race did not cut his Underworld in half back then and take away countless death gods and Underworld giants under his command, causing a great decline in the strength of the Underworld.

"It shouldn't happen."

"At least until the Lord of Holy Light returns, the Angel Clan will not appear."

The spirit of the Underworld's laws said, "I heard a secret story in my early years. The reason why the Angel Clan withdrew from the Myriad Worlds battlefield and sealed themselves in the Divine Domain of their Lord is because their Lord of Holy Light suddenly disappeared."

"As for why, no one knows."

Hearing this,

The old Emperor of the Underworld was suddenly shocked.

At the same time, he was also delighted, unable to hide his joy.

"I didn't expect the wicked Angel Clan to have such a day. This is the best news I have received in tens of millions of years. Lorita, you should have told me earlier."

"What's the use of telling you?"

The spirit of the Underworld's laws said with a hint of disdain, "Even if you knew that the Lord of Holy Light had disappeared, what could you do besides reveling in the misfortune of the Underworld? Can you snatch back the other half of my body?"

That's going too far!

The old Emperor of the Underworld felt an extraordinary sense of humiliation, but he had no words to respond.

If he had the power comparable to the Lord of Holy Light, what would those Eighteen-Winged Grand Archangels amount to?

However, that can only be wishful thinking.

It is harder to take that step and surpass the supreme gods than to turn the world upside down.