Chapter 260: First Entry of the Infernal Destruction Realm

Chapter 260: First Entry of the Infernal Destruction RealmThe Void God from Star River, who moments ago had exuded confidence, now found himself trembling, his knees threatening to buckle under the overwhelming weight of Serena’s aura. The oppressive silver aura radiating from her felt like an unyielding mountain pressing down on his very soul.

"This... this can’t be real," he muttered, his voice trembling. "How can anyone wield such power?"

Around him, the scene was one of utter devastation. Void Gods, who had once prided themselves on their strength, were reduced to quivering figures, their divine bodies struggling to maintain cohesion. Even True Gods, beings who stood at the pinnacle of their realms, felt an unfamiliar and terrifying sensation—helplessness.

A ripple of fear spread through the crowd, magnified by Serena’s relentless dominance. These beings, who had ruled their respective domains for millennia, found themselves crushed by an aura so powerful that it dredged up memories long buried in the sands of time.

For the first time in countless years, they remembered what it was like to be weak. The fear of annihilation, the helplessness of standing before an insurmountable force—it all came flooding back.

Apollo stepped forward, his calm and composed demeanour like a stark contrast to the chaos around him. His gaze swept over the defeated gods, his icy blue eyes carrying both disdain and a touch of pity.

"Now all of you should understand where you all belong, and since I am in a good mood, I won’t kill all of you, but as said, you all have to pay ten times more than others for insolence," Apollo said.

This time, nobody said anything or tried to protest, as talking is meaningless in front of absolute power.

The people from the Sky Tower then started to collect the divine stones, which they had to pay for according to their strength.

The cocky group who tried to force their way also silently paid ten times the amount, with nobody trying to leave. They all were ready to go into the Forbidden Realm.

Many hidden void gods and true gods who were smarter and didn’t show early also silently paid the money without causing trouble as they understood the power behind Apollo wasn’t something simple.

From the first batch of people to collect the money, it took them a few hours, but it was done without any interruptions, and they were ready.

Apollo, standing in front of the gate, was ready to step first. According to the information from Sky Tower, you will be teleported into the realm randomly, whether you have a key or not.

So it wouldn’t matter in what order you went in; whether he went first or a bit late wouldn’t have an impact, so it was better to go first.

Serena will also enter, as the highest this gate can transport is the true god. It also means she is still a true god and hasn’t surpassed this level even if her strength is many times stronger than the true gods he had seen.

"Okay then, I am going in," he said as he looked at Serena and other members from Sky Tower, who would also later follow him and enter the Forbidden Realm.

With one last glance at Serena and the gathered members of Sky Tower, Apollo stepped forward, his hand touching the swirling energy of the gate. The moment he made contact, the gate responded with a surge of power, engulfing him in a blinding light.

The void around him dissolved into a kaleidoscope of colours and sensations, the layers of space twisting and warping. Apollo felt a strange pull as if countless invisible threads were drawing him to a specific point in the vast expanse of the dimensions.

As he disappeared into the light, Serena crossed her arms, her gaze lingering on the gate. She turned to the other members of Sky Tower, her voice sharp and commanding. "Prepare yourselves. Once I enter, it’s your turn."

The group nodded; one by one, they began readying themselves, their minds racing with thoughts of what awaited them on the other side.

Serena stepped forward, her golden aura flaring as she approached the gate. "Don’t get yourself killed, my lord," she said under her breath, a rare note of concern in her voice, before stepping into the swirling energy and vanishing into the Forbidden Realm.

The gate continued to pulse with an ancient, mysterious rhythm as if eagerly awaiting the next group of warriors. The rest of the group advanced, their ambitions, fears, and determination etched into their faces as they prepared to follow into the unknown.

Within it, Apollo crossed multiple layers of the unknown and finally appeared in the middle of the scorching land. When he finally landed, the impact was like a falling meteor striking the earth.

Bang!

The ground quaked beneath his feet, splitting apart and forming a crater a hundred meters wide. Dust and molten debris scattered into the air, glowing faintly under the scorching heat of the surroundings. Yet, he stood firm, his landing as controlled as his presence was commanding.

He straightened, brushing off the faint shimmer of heat residue that clung to his robes, and he quickly felt the changes in the surroundings and the aura of the Infernal Destruction realm.

The land stretched endlessly, cracked and molten in places as if the entire plane was teetering on the edge of eruption.

Rivers of lava flowed sluggishly through jagged ravines, their glow casting eerie shadows against the smoke-choked sky. The air itself was oppressive, heavy with a mixture of fire and destruction that clung to Apollo’s senses like an unwelcome guest.

Closing his eyes briefly, he focused his heightened senses to attune to the strange yet overwhelmingly powerful aura saturating the place. It was chaotic and consuming, carrying a feeling of destruction that resonated deeply with the plane’s name.

Infernal Destruction Realm.

He whispered the words to himself, his tone thoughtful. This realm was unlike anything he had encountered before, its aura ancient and unfathomable.

Apollo’s physical body was too strong, forming an imperceptible barrier against the oppressive atmosphere. The subtle fire of the Infernal Destruction Realm battered against his physical defences.

Due to his physical prowess, he didn’t need to waste his energy, but for others, it was going to be a troublesome problem, as the aura of the Infernal Destruction Realm would slowly corrode even the divine body of gods if they didn’t protect themselves.

If the gods consume too much of the fiery destructive aura, it would destroy their internal world and make them crippled if not taken care of carefully.

Not to mention here everything seems to be suppressed; whether it is divine lunar energy or the different laws he understood, he can barely bring out 10% of it except his physical strength.

"So, this is one of the Forbidden Realms. It’s really an interesting place." He murmured that although suppressed, just with his physical strength, he should be able to protect himself.

With that, he began to move, his steps deliberate yet unhurried, each one sending faint ripples through the cracked ground. Though he had only just arrived, Apollo could already feel the challenges this realm would throw at him, and a part of him couldn’t help but anticipate the battles to come.

He walked through the place, but the condition here was too bad, and he didn’t find anything except destroyed and fiery land filled with molten lava.

Szzzz Szzzz

"Hmm, what’s that?" He heard a weird sound like wind blowing, but maybe because of his suppressed senses, he didn’t see anything.

But just as he thought it was nothing, the land below him started shaking.

"What the fuck." He felt surprised as the temperature around him also started to increase and even the molten lava seemed to have started boiling.

The ground beneath him cracked with a deafening roar, fiery veins of molten rock splitting apart and spewing bursts of searing heat into the air.

The temperature spiked, a suffocating wave of heat washing over him, far more intense than before. Even Apollo, with his unparalleled physical resilience, could feel the shift.

He crouched slightly, his posture ready for combat, his senses straining against the realm’s suppression.

The bubbling molten lava around him began to rise unnaturally, forming jagged spires that glowed with an ominous crimson light. The hissing sound grew louder, almost deafening now, as the trembling earth seemed to come alive.

And then, with a deafening explosion, a massive form erupted from the molten depths—a towering creature wreathed in flames and magma. Its body shimmered like molten metal, lava dripping from its jagged limbs and pooling at its feet.

Its fiery eyes locked onto Apollo, burning with primal fury. A guttural roar escaped its maw, shaking the very air.

Apollo narrowed his eyes, his lips curving into a smirk despite the danger. "Finally," he said. His blood was boiling, and he burst out with a powerful aura that faintly, even in the overwhelming aura of the fiery beast. "Something interesting."

The ground around him cracked further as the creature’s sheer presence bore down on him, the oppressive aura of the infernal destruction realm amplifying its might. But Apollo stood firm, the excitement in his eyes unmistakable as he prepared to face this new enemy.