I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means

Chapter 1939: Chapter 1043: Minotaur King Bafement (2)

The other demigods had no thoughts of resistance.

After all, with the Abyss Will involved, it’s almost impossible to hide things from Lis.

Moreover, even if all of them joined forces to suppress Lis, it would only be a temporary measure.

Lis’s strength is already formidable even without absorbing the power granted by the Abyss Will.

After a few more battles, Lis’s strength will undoubtedly become even more terrifying.

The outcome of Luojia has proven that opposing Lis is not a wise choice.

At this point, it’s better not to be enemies with Lis.

Besides, having these demon demigods unite is inherently unreliable.

Just as Lis was waiting for the power bestowed by the Abyss Will, he suddenly heard a deep voice.

"Musaer, come here."

After the words fell, the space before Lis twisted, and a new space channel appeared in front of him.

This voice was also familiar to Lis.

He didn’t know it before, but he recognized it as the voice of the Minotaur King Bafement, who was previously fighting on the battlefield against the Beastman Main God Gushu.

Why is this powerful Evil God initiating contact now?

Lis was somewhat puzzled but not too worried.

After all, if Bafement had detected his identity, he wouldn’t be speaking this way but would have directly captured him.

The Minotaur King Bafement, an entity with powerful divine power, is one of the top figures in the Endless Abyss.

However, unlike Demon Prince Dimo Genesis and Dark Lord Grazte, Bafement isn’t known for possessing much wisdom.

He is renowned for his immensely strong power and formidable body, both in the Endless Abyss and among the Gaia Gods.

Because he doesn’t possess great wisdom, Bafement is instead the most loyal to the Abyss Will.

In other words, he is the golden enforcer of the Abyss Will.

So, even Demon Prince Dimo Genesis wouldn’t think of provoking Bafement.

Therefore, Lis is not worried about Bafement taking action against him.

As long as his identity isn’t exposed, the stronger his exhibited strength, the more Bafement will value him.

Under the gaze of the demon demigods, Lis stepped into the space channel ahead.

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After passing through the dim, treacherous space channel, a chaotic space between reality and illusion suddenly unfolded before Lis.

This seemed to be a unique crevice domain.

This is the critical zone where the Endless Abyss and the Gaia Main World collide and merge, not belonging to either realm.

Here, all one sees are twisted, wrinkled, and shattered space patterns, as if forcefully crushed by immense power and forcibly pieced together.

Countless fine space fissures crisscrossed, rising and falling.

At times, a long, narrow, pitch-black chasm opened, revealing the chaos behind it, and at times it closed suddenly, spilling space fragments with destructive energy.

The rule power from both worlds is madly clashing, entangling, and dissolving here.

The vitality and holy light of Gaia World are heavy and warm, carrying the rhythm of order and growth for all things.

The dark malicious energy of the Endless Abyss is cold and violent, enveloped in destructive, sinking chaotic laws.

The two opposing forces, as formidable as water and fire, continuously collide and intertwine without earth-shattering roars, only silent annihilation.

Layers of energy ripples slowly spread in the void, distorting all surrounding rules, keeping this space in an extremely unstable state.

Every inch of air is filled with a terrifying pressure capable of shredding legendary strongmen.

And in the center of this tumultuous, broken, and perilous critical space, a majestic figure quietly sat cross-legged.

It stood like an eternal divine mountain, subduing the turmoil of the entire space.

This is the Minotaur King, Bafement!

His body is unimaginably colossal, far more robust and muscular than the divine body of ordinary gods.

He sits suspended in the void, like a mountain looming, overshadowing a vast expanse of space.

Layers of extreme, gnarled muscles pile up and rise high, with hard, sharp lines.

Under every inch of skin and flesh, it’s as if terrifying forces capable of upheaval lie dormant.

There is no need to intentionally release any majesty; the sheer corporeal strength contained within him naturally causes the surrounding turbulent space fissures to slow in their turbulence.

His sturdy frame is covered with an ancient, dark coat of black fur, in the seams of which flow faint dark golden divine runes.

With his eyes half-closed, his heavy breathing induces slight tremors in the surrounding void, enveloping him in a heavy, domineering, and violent supreme majesty.

Again and again, the constantly exploding and sweeping space fragments touch upon Bafement’s body, unable to stir even a ripple.

The sharp, violent space power falls upon his hard flesh, like water droplets striking a mountain, instantly dissolving, unable to shake him in the slightest.

This chaotic space under Bafement’s presence surprisingly gives rise to a sense of calm tranquility.

Lis stands in the void not far away, his gaze fixed firmly upon the evil god before him, his heart in turmoil, momentarily losing focus.

He has seen many divine avatars, confronted Abyss Lords and demon demigods, and witnessed countless strong transcendent beings, but has never felt such weighty, primal, and domineering power.

The divine avatars appearing on the battlefield are ultimately mere projections of origin power, holding divine might but lacking origin.

In contrast, Bafement before him has a dense, heavy aura, profound and boundless; his physical divine soul and law are harmoniously unified, where every trace of aura represents the purest origin power.

Lis instantly determined in his mind, this is surely Bafement’s true body, unmatched by any avatar or projection.

Raising his eyes, he distinctly sees a straight and sharply distinct world division line behind Bafement, completely slicing this critical space.

On one side of the divide is the boundless, pitch-black Endless Abyss, where chaos and destruction are the reigning themes.

The other side is the Gaia Main World, orderly and bright, extending for miles with vitality and rules.

The origin forces of the two great worlds continuously converge and tangle along this boundary line, not exploding violently but silently balancing and extinguishing.

The two vast forces tear and cancel each other, ultimately returning to nothingness.

While Lis quietly assesses the surrounding situation, thoughts rapidly processing, Bafement, seated with crossed legs, slowly opens his eyes.

His eyes are filled with primal savagery and majesty, vertical pupils black and deep.

The instant his gaze sweeps across, the entire chaotic space seemingly freezes abruptly.

In the next moment, a deep, heavy grunt erupts from Bafement.

This grunt lacks earth-shattering momentum but contains ultimate oppression from the essence of his divine soul, booming like thunder within Lis’s soul.

The intangible divine majesty crushes down, penetrating the flesh to the soul, causing even Lis’s divine soul to tremble slightly.

With Lis’s current transcendent foundation, he can withstand the pressure of divine beings, his resolve hardened by countless battles, strong as rock.

His body tenses, divine soul stabilized; although Bafement’s might is formidable, he manages to withstand this sudden soul oppression.

Yet, Lis knows well that it is unwise to reveal his full strength and draw attention at this moment.

With a swift change of thought, he immediately restrains his aura, deliberately lowering his stance, allowing the divine majesty to crush him.

In that instant, a fine cold sweat crawls across his forehead and spine, dripping ceaselessly from his jaw.

His legs bend slightly, his body uncontrollably hunched, shoulders and back taut, appearing to be struggling against unbearable pressure.

Even his breathing turns quick and heavy, his entire being exuding a besieged posture, perfectly presenting the cramped awe of facing powerful divine power beneath the gods.

Bafement gazes down at Lis, hunched in posture, sweat-covered, a faint trace of approval gleaming in his dark vertical pupils.

His mountain-like body moves slightly, his surrounding divine soul pressure easing somewhat.

His low, hoarse voice, ancient and profound, echoes throughout the entire chaotic space:

"Not bad. A mere demigod able to barely endure my divine majesty, though only barely, already far surpasses those ordinary wastes."

His words pause momentarily, Bafement deeply scrutinizing Lis, his eyes flickering with interest and approval, revealing the hidden knowledge he possesses:

"No wonder you could seize the divine artifact from the beastman, fittingly nurtured by Gushu’s side. Quite impressive."

"What reward do you desire?"

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