Myriad Devils-Chapter 240: So disgusting, even an otherworldly creature is nauseated

Chapter 240: So disgusting, even an otherworldly creature is nauseated

Seraphis quickly retreated behind a layer of obscurity.

This young lord was too...

He was much more mentally abnormal than one would expect, and his strength was much more abnormal than one would expect from an otherworldly knight.

No, this was a newly ascended otherworldly creature that scared an otherworldly warlord into retreat. Within the Blue Wave Star Field, this was an otherworldly warlord comparable to some ordinary Dimension Lords.

Even if this was the one who ascended with second world cultivation, and the nature of his strength was still not understood, no one would believe this.

Even if it came from the mouth of the Human Lord, no one would believe this. In truth, Seraphis was disbelieving himself, and he was the one who confronted him directly.

With an expressionless face, Anon dryly chuckled.

He did not need to combat Seraphis to dominate the battle. This was the power of the Infernal god’s blood, the power of fear.

In an actual battle, Anon would not necessarily triumph over a Seraphis who was capable of using the Blue Waves of the star field.

This was a power that originated from the planet’s pulse, which was then augmented by cosmic treasures of the human race, meant solely for an otherworldly warlord to confront Dimension Lords.

Though it was unlikely for any other species Dimension Lord who somehow sneaked this deep into the Human Domain, to be so daring as to attack the core planet of the same starfield the Holy Land, Earth, resided, this was still created in that likelihood.

It was unclear whether Anon’s strength could match this, but he did not need to.

Anyway, his strength was on the level of the Dimension Lord, so once he revealed this to Seraphis, coupled with the fear he already felt, Anon could dominate the battle that did not even take place.

Before the eyes of the otherworldly creatures in the floating capital of Eldara, he had suppressed the six planetary leaders and the planet’s sentinel with mere words...

This brought an end to the little debacle.

.....

The floating capital was dominated by the six leaders; however, there was a seventh grand palace made of dark gold.

This was the largest palace where the planet’s sentinel was to take as their abode. Seraphis, however, did not, and so, it was instead used by the six leaders during the most important times.

Such a time had once more descended, and it would now be used to welcome the young lord to planet Eldara with a banquet. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

The grand banquet hall of the seventh palace was a sight to behold, its majestic architecture enhancing the otherworldly air permeating this space.

Towering columns, intricately designed with the headless bodies of dragons that twisted upwards seemingly in reach for the night sky depicted in the domed ceiling, dotted with stars and shimmering constellations.

Only otherworldly warlords...

Funnily enough, the entire banquet filled with guests at the realm of otherworldly warlords was designed to celebrate a single otherworldly knight, and even the otherworldly knight Leren held a status above their own.

However, this was the nature of status and authority.

As more guests arrived, the gentle sound of melodious chimes mingled with the soft strains of an ethereal orchestra.

These otherworldly warlords... some originated from foreign star fields, and others, from minor regions far away.

The only otherworldly warlords originating from Eldara were the planetary leaders themselves.

These leaders wore robes that shimmered like a tranquil lake glistening under the moonlight, accentuated with delicate embroidery showcasing the planet’s emblem.

At the head of the main table sat the young lord...

His confident demeanor radiated warmth and sincerity, instantly putting guests at ease.

Just as quickly as it put them at ease, it placed them on the edge to know that this otherworldly knight could take such a hold of their mind with mere glances.

What warmth?

What serenity?

The warmth and sincerity he expressed through his face and eyes was not even a facade, since he did not care to hide his true nature.

As the banquet commenced, the air filled with the tantalizing scents of culinary masterpieces prepared by the finest chefs from across the minor region.

The roasted meats of dragons, fetched for a high amount of dark gold on the cosmic market, but to welcome the young lord, this was an insignificant matter.

There were iridescent fruits that sparkled with a cosmic sheen, which were served by scantily clothed androgynous boys, and virgin girls with curvaceous bodies, milky breasts that sensually jiggled with the slightest movements, and soft, bare asses that clapped with each step.

These were mortals of the fifth world, and for whatever reason, each of them was seemingly designed to entice the mind and stir the heart with desires to the point that it would even take effect on the unfathomable soul.

Instead of this effect on the young lord, with mere glances, the servants who approached him stumbled their way when departing.

Sticky wetness soaked the panties of the girls and tainted the loins of the boys.

’There needs to be some improvement to their appearances.’ Strange emotions flashed through his mind as he observed them.

’The power which affects the mind is commendable simply because it can direct an otherworldly creature toward feelings of amusement toward mortals... but it is useless against those with higher than Level One Willpower, much less an abstract soul.’

Whilst he was busy in thought, many otherworldly warlords conversed with each other, or played with the mortal servants...

Ecstasy flourished, and laughter echoed through the hall.

The young lord listened to some of the more boastful otherworldly warlords, seemingly with focus, to tales of victories and challenges faced by them through their journeys.

Toasts were made in honor of him, the young lord, glasses raised high in celebration.

’What are they even celebrating?’ Anon casually thought, a perpetual smile on his divine face.

As each guest offered their blessing, the atmosphere grew increasingly lively, the blending of cultures and ideas originating from foreign star fields and minor regions quickly formed an intricate tapestry of potential that stretched beyond the banquet hall.

The orchestra intensified its melodies, and soon the hall was alive with movement as a new group of entertainers poured into the banquet.

These were belly dancers, boys and girls, who originated not just from Eldara. Amongst them were even otherworldly creatures with tantalizing beauty.

The young lord’s laughter resounded throughout the entire banquet, causing practically everyone, including the exotic dancers, to look his way.

His eyes flashed with a strange redness and seemingly doused the entire hall as well, and his laughter quickly grew contagious.

Outside, the radiant stars within the cosmic sky twinkled with infinite possibilities. Unbeknownst to those within the palace, a peculiar power had already taken hold.

Quickly, status and authority were lost to this power, and reasoning was also lost.

The otherworldly warlords joined the floor alongside the exotic dancers, and a process of mingling began.

At the center of it all was him.

Anon, surrounded by otherworldly warlords and those dressed revealingly alike, laughed and teased with them.

"Is this your husband?" Anon suddenly revealed a thought-rendering smile and focused his gaze on one particular woman with dark grey skin and white hair.

Her outfit was elaborate, featuring a red, revealing top adorned with golden accents, and a matching skirt that had frills along the hem.

She posed invitingly, and the clear attention she acquired from him filled her with visible ecstasy.

Her husband was an effeminate man with long, pale hair and striking features. His skin was of the fairest kind, and he had large, butterfly wings on his back.

Anon focused on the white-haired woman.

She was the blood relative, or more specifically, the daughter of the aged, leading figure of the group of planetary leaders.

There was naturally a bond that could not be broken between the two, and through her, Anon would repay the little scheme that the leader had attempted.

This was not him actively ruining the lives of others; he had been instigated to.

Maybe, if they did not seek out their own suffering, none of this would be taking place.

Okay...

Anon could not help but burst out into uncontrollable laughter at such a ludicrous thought.

Was there actually a reality where he did not bring chaos into the lives of those attending this banquet?

His laughter only further stirred the atmosphere, and it caused the surrounding individuals, including the pair of husband and wife, to lung toward him in a depraved craze.

However, as he laughed, there was a kind of lonesome emotion that flickered through his eyes, and the figures lunging toward him were halted mid-air by an unknown power.

Truthfully, none of the people in this banquet amused him.

No, he was closer to being disgusted by their lack of allure than being interested in them.

However, it did not mean that his Infernal blood did not stir, and that depravity could not take place, but only that he would merely act as a bystander who whispered sweet temptations to these otherworldly creatures.

The husband would be ravaged by a plethora of individuals, and the wife, by her own father, the aged planetary leader.

More and more otherworldly warlords completely lost all restraint.

Of the exotic dancers, the boys and girls, the mortal ones saw their bodies explode into blood mist, and their souls obliterated by the force of the otherworldly warlords.

Otherworldly creatures could not casually mingle with mortals.

The otherworldly creatures who were only in the cosmos forging realm also saw their bodies destroyed as realm fathers lost control of themselves.

This included the aged planetary leader who intermingled with his daughter, a mere cosmos forger...

The disgust brimming in his soul was so intense that even with an unfathomable soul, Leren felt nauseous.

He was the only one who was pardoned.

On the other hand, Anon opened his arms wide, attempting to embrace the world, or more accurately, the vile energy that permeated from this depravity.

Cackling without restraint, he walked through this mess, careful not to allow any of these disgusting creatures to touch him.