Chapter 416: Chapter 411: World Eating Chapter 416: Chapter 411: World Eating “Indeed, looking at the range of this magic disaster, our world has a sizable appetite; it must have devoured more than one layer of the abyss. The total area of all swallowed abyss layers certainly won’t be less than the size of the Nocchio Subcontinent.”

“Is it really that exaggerated?” Prince Muria’s mouth twitched slightly. Knowing that the area of a dozen or so abyss layers combined is not necessarily as large as a subcontinent gives one an idea of just how voracious the Erathia World is.

“Have similar phenomena occurred on other subcontinents?” Muria asked the ancient dragon.

“I’ve contacted some old friends and asked around, and it’s confirmed that this situation has only occurred on the Nocchio Subcontinent.”

“I see.” Muria fell silent briefly, then looked at the old dragon, who had lived for over nine hundred years. “Have you encountered anything like this before?”

“Absolutely not, I’ve never even heard such a thing,” Bastide replied, shaking his head with a bitter smile. “This is the first time I’ve encountered such an anomaly. It wasn’t until I read ‘Theory of World Devouring’ that I made the connection.

I originally thought that the book was written by a mage suffering from mental illness, but using its hypotheses to speculate on our current situation seems extremely logical.”

“Making conclusions now is still too early, as direct evidence that the world is eating us up is still lacking. There might be other reasons.” Muria looked up at the gray sky, faintly illuminated, like the dawn just before the sun rises in the Material World.

This unusual sky already suggested many things: the World Laws of Erathia are corroding and assimilating this layer of the abyss, or to phrase it more appropriately, they are “digesting” this layer of the abyss.

Muria has already accepted the ‘Theory of World Devouring’; even though it sounds absurd, it simply is the truth. It’s just a meal for our world, despite the intervals being so long that even the ancient dragons are unaware of them, leaving us only able to guess.

“What do we creatures living in it mean to the world?” Considering the magic disaster that devastated the entire subcontinent, Muria commented sarcastically.

“A part of the world.” Bastide answered.

“If it’s truly eating, this is a good thing for the world itself but a disaster for the creatures living on the Nocchio Subcontinent.”

“Prince Muria, although a magic disaster affects a widespread area, it’s not difficult for the truly powerful forces and beings to get through it. It is usually those ordinary and weak creatures who have a hard time surviving.

However, to the world, they are the least significant life forms. No matter how many of them die, as long as there is one percent, or even one-thousandth that survive, they will reproduce and repopulate the entire subcontinent within a millennium. And to the world, what is a millennium?”

“So, for the world, sacrificing something that can be restored within a millennium in exchange for its own growth is a worthwhile trade.”

Muria watched the demons wandering the wasteland in the distance with an expressionless face, feeling a vague sense of irritation. There’s no right or wrong about the world devouring the abyss to grow; if there is anything to blame, it’s his own existence in this world.

“I’m going back now, Lord Bastide, I have to fulfill my duties as a ruling duke.”

…

“Another peaceful and beautiful day.” At the top of the Demon Hunter Monument, which was nearly a hundred meters tall in the city center, a seemingly calm young man laid on his back with both hands tucked under his head, enjoying the beauty of the sunset.

“That was somewhat boring!” Having not fought any demons for almost three days, the young man felt tired and began to miss the group of Flame Demons who had suddenly appeared outside the city he was guarding three days ago.

“I shouldn’t have killed them all, I should have left a few to toy with.” The young man mumbled, “Why has it been so long since a demon showed up? That’s not right. According to the calculations of those gibberish-speaking magi from the United War Department, this is a weak point in space, and many demons should be breaking through to the Erathia World.”

“Yaheng, can’t you keep your yammering to a minimum? Isn’t it good to enjoy a few days of peace without a demon attack?” A bearded mage, whose staff was more like a mace, stuck his head out from the top of a Mage Tower located less than a kilometer from the Demon Hunting Monument grumblingly.

“Heh, isn’t it just that I’ve become accustomed to slaying demons? Suddenly, having me guard a city makes me a bit uncomfortable. This task is too leisurely, making me feel as if my bones are rusting.”

“Leisurely?” The mage with a large beard scoffed. “I think you’ve gone mad from killing demons. There’s a demon assault every other day; if I weren’t poor, I’d have moved my Mage Tower ages ago. Who would stay in such a war-torn place?”

“Yeah, many people in the Demon Hunting Team like these places full of demons. However, there are still too few demons, not as many as when I was on patrol duty. Since guarding the city these few days, my Demon Hunter ranking has fallen quite a bit.”

“It seems you’re simply idle. If you have nothing to do, survey the city. When I activated my detection magic array and checked out the city, I found traces of several demon followers. You go investigate.”

“Demon followers?” Yaheng’s eyes widened, obvious vicious aura rising around him. Without a second word, he pulled out a battle ax forged from high-grade extraordinary metal, ready to enter the city and search for the demon followers.

Because of the suspected “world feeding” variation, an unknown number of abyss layers nearly overlap with the Nocchio Subcontinent. Not only legendary demons can enter the Material World, even somewhat powerful gold-level demons have already entered along with their minions, causing a storm of blood and violence.

This change virtually attracted the attention of the whole world, especially those mentally deranged, cruel and crazy demon followers were extremely excited. At present, the demon followers considered the Nocchio Subcontinent as a holy land, determined to gain entry by any means necessary.

A group who liked to conduct terror attacks and had no respect for life, that was Prince Muria’s definition of demon followers. The harm they caused towards their kind was just as bad as the slaughter caused by the demons.

Since the formation of Muria’s Demon Hunting Team, incidences of demon follower blood sacrifices, leading to the massacre of entire cities, have occurred more than ten times. As for slaughtering villages or towns, they are as numerous as hairs on a cow. Therefore, Yaheng was so anxious and angry, even though this was an unconfirmed message. But it made Yaheng go to the city lord and try to use the Demon Hunter’s authority to make him dispatch soldiers to search the entire city.

Eventually, in a blood-filled room, Yaheng found the demon follower that the big-bearded mage had mentioned…

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