Virus King - Chapter 194

Chapter 194: Trial Ends! Satan’s Plan!

TL: YYang

[Devil Race’s Embodiment of Evil, Satan (level 10 projection) has died!]

[You have defeated all projections of the Abyss Lords and completed the Abyssal Trial!]

Within the boundless darkness, a voice emerged—hoarse and eerie. Yet at this moment, Chen Bai had no interest in paying attention to it. His entire focus was fixed on the Time Hourglass within his soul.

This was a high-stakes gamble. He was genuinely afraid that with the conclusion of the Abyssal Trial, the hourglass’s Return to the Past ability might revert to its cooldown state. If that happened, it would spell real trouble.

However, as it stood now, the ability remained in its cooldown phase, allowing Chen Bai to breathe a slight sigh of relief.

Indeed.

Chen Bai had chosen to cooperate with this King of Hell. When the task was completed, Chen Bai felt neither joy nor excitement, because he knew…

This King of Hell absolutely had a backup plan.

Devils never acted out of kindness, nor would they do something truly mutually beneficial.

If not for Chen Bai’s trump card—the ability to return to the past—he would have chosen to perish in the flames of Hell in a last stand rather than cooperate with this Satan.

But now, he genuinely wanted to see what schemes and plots Satan had in store!

In an instant, the boundless darkness seemed to slowly condense. At this moment, Chen Bai was still in the Abyssal Well, still shrouded in this darkness.

Yet the darkness began to coalesce in Chen Bai’s hands.

The next moment, a vague outline gradually emerged—a shadow of a scroll.

It was reminiscent of the time back in the Plague Chemical Plant of the Demon City, when the shadow of the Scourge of the Living profession transfer scroll appeared. However, compared to that dark green scroll’s tangible reality…

This one seemed even more illusory.

The purple-black scroll emanated a dark radiance that seemed capable of swallowing everything whole!

It felt as if the entire Abyssal Well was trembling, shaking, and fluctuating due to the appearance of this profession transfer scroll!

Abyssal Overlord.

This legendary profession transfer scroll—never before seen across the myriad worlds, denied by the gods themselves as an impossible trial to complete—was finally about to appear!

The condensation of darkness gradually etched the patterns upon the scroll. Just one glance at it seemed to draw in everything around, consuming all in its wake.

Chen Bai exhaled deeply, forcibly tearing his gaze away from the scroll, and instead spoke softly:

“You can come out now.”

The Abyssal Trial had ended.

This meant that Satan’s objective had been achieved. He had successfully revived himself using his life imprint and escaped the Abyss’s control!

Within the dark-enshrouded space and world, a faint flame appeared, flickering into existence and beginning to burn.

Within the flames, a face slowly emerged, smiling.

Even with his goal achieved, even with his revival relying on this last remnant of his life imprint, Satan remained as graceful as ever, as though everything had gone exactly according to his plan.

“Behold, the Authority of the Abyss… the Abyssal Overlord… what a magnificent profession! It reminds me of my first profession transfer, Deceiver! Tsk, tsk…”

His voice was filled with deep nostalgia, as though reminiscing about the past.

“Chen, your strength is worthy of being sung across the myriad worlds. You accomplished a trial that the gods themselves deemed impossible, achieving an unprecedented feat!”

Faced with the Hell King’s praise, Chen Bai smiled faintly but simply shook his head.

“Not really. I didn’t truly defeat you, nor did I dismantle your plans. All of this… it was your scheme, wasn’t it?”

To Chen Bai’s words, Satan remained exceptionally calm.

“No, no, no. The fact that you could defeat Mekanshut already proves your power! That alone is quite remarkable, truly remarkable!”

“Agares… was your subordinate after all, wasn’t he?”

The Abyss Lord on the 500th Layer—an existence on the level of a true god, the Eternal Night Monarch, Agares!

Satan chuckled softly.

“Among the subordinates I subdued in the past, the Seventy-Two Demon Gods were my representatives. The first of them, Beelzebub, is actually the King of Hell, managing everything in the infernal domain for me. As for the second, his true name is Agares.”

Chen Bai nodded slightly.

“So, Agares pretended to be influenced by the Abyssal Will and withdrew from the final battle just so I could meet you and carry your life imprint for your resurrection? This… all of it was planned from the beginning by you and Agares?”

“How could the Abyssal Will interfere with the Abyssal Trial itself?! The Abyssal Will has no emotions, no consciousness. It’s like the most powerful, most perfect tool imaginable!”

Satan’s figure slowly emerged from the darkness, elegantly spreading his hands.

He carried a lazy confidence born of satisfaction, an arrogance that came with controlling everything.

Chen Bai narrowed his eyes slightly. “Your true body… is it really dead?”

“Of course. You don’t understand—when one’s standing grows ever higher, there are certain things that irresistibly draw you in. Even when you know you can’t master them, you still charge toward them like a moth to the flame, hoping for that one in ten thousand chance!

The dark side of the cosmos consumed me. Only later did I realize that mastering something like that required an even greater vessel! The Abyss is the perfect medium!

And now, after all my years of scheming, Chen… you have finally completed it for me. You should feel honored, grateful even! I will use your body to ascend to the highest domain!”

Satan spread his arms wide, his slender limbs showcasing his imposing presence, yet it felt as if he intended to devour everything.

In that instant, Chen Bai finally understood everything.

Satan’s laughter reverberated wildly within the Abyss’s shroud.

“The Abyss! I will finally claim it! Abyssal Overlord! That is my new profession! That is the identity with which I will descend anew upon the myriad worlds! And it is how I will become—”

In an instant, dark flames coiled along the Hell King’s Ring.

The life imprint within the flames directly burrowed into Chen Bai’s soul.

The piercing, maniacal laughter felt like a demonic melody drilling into his mind, unceasing and maddening!

At the same time, Chen Bai had already prepared everything. The Return to the Past ability was on the verge of activation at that very moment.

Yet, almost simultaneously, the laughter abruptly stopped.

Then, a hysterical roar erupted:

“This is impossible!? How could a mortal soul… What is this thing?! No!!!”

In the void, an object began to take form, as if sculpted with exquisite precision: an hourglass.

As it flipped, the sands inside, glimmering like diamond-studded starlight, flowed smoothly with a soft, crystalline sound.

This sound, like the erosion of time itself, seemed to bury everything.

Chen Bai blinked. For a moment, it seemed… there was no need to go back to the past after all?