Infinite Chimera Creation

Silva's eyebrows twitched violently at the words "second-tier power." Though furious, he quickly suppressed his transformation, reverting to human form, and continued to ask the questions he had prepared.

"Thirteen pieces. If I remember correctly, the rule set by the boss was that people from various forces who had reached the level of leaders were only allowed to descend when one-third of the Hell Orb had been gathered together."

His eyes narrowed, and Silva's voice turned cold.

"I think even if you were brainless, you couldn't possibly believe that a mere thirteen fragments were already a third of the pearl. So, don't you have any explanation for your unauthorized arrival?"

"Explanation? Explain what?"

Junko Enoshima wore a mocking expression, looking at Silva as if he were an idiot.

"My teacher didn't say anything about my violation, but you jumped out first. Do you really think that the teacher, who is the master of hell, wouldn't know about the information you have? You ridiculous idiot, if it weren't for the Chains of Sin, I would have killed you the moment you were born."

Silva's face flushed crimson instantly. His mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't utter a single word. The questions he had asked Enoshima Junko were ones he had prepared long ago. In his mind, after bringing up Yuan Yuan, Enoshima Junko should have given in and admitted defeat. But Enoshima Junko didn't play by the rules at all, showing no sign of backing down, which left Silva speechless for a moment.

Silva was speechless, but Junko Enoshima had no intention of shutting up. She stretched out her right hand, her slender fingers pointing directly at Silva, her disdain growing stronger.

"In hell, those who control madness have privileges. That's the rule. If you don't like it, go awaken your own madness. Even if you can only awaken the most pathetic and cowardly madness, you can still violate the rules and descend here. If you don't have the ability, don't howl here. You're just a defeated dog barking in the distance."

Under Enoshima Junko's constant taunts, Silva's aura began to fluctuate erratically, and a violent purplish-black orb of light began to condense in front of him, seemingly about to shoot towards Enoshima Junko in the next instant.

"What, you think you can mess with me, a mere second-floor brat?"

Facing the dangerous orb of light, Junko Enoshima showed no fear whatsoever; instead, her tone became even more provocative. Since entering Hell, with her madness as a foundation, her strength had been advancing by leaps and bounds. Not to mention now, even when various forces were first established, she was already one of the strongest under Yuan Yuan's command.

"Quiet. Force is not permitted in the council chamber."

However, before the two could make a move, a cold voice rang out.

Karim's expression was icy as he lightly tapped the table, breaking the tension between the two with his words.

The two men, who were on the verge of exchanging blows, paused slightly and both withdrew the dangerous aura emanating from their bodies.

The reason the two concealed their auras was not because Karim, who now seemed somewhat weak to them, but because the rule that "fighting is not allowed in the council hall" was a strict rule personally established by Yuan Yuan.

After Silva and Junko Enoshima quieted down, the somewhat empty council hall fell silent. In the stillness, the cold council hall even had a slightly eerie feel.

Before long, Stark, who disliked the atmosphere that made him feel lonely the most, scratched his head, breaking the silence.

"I remember the boss was never late for something like this before. Why is he so late today? Is something wrong?"

Stark was fine until he spoke, because the blonde young girl Josephine, who sat quietly in her chair like a doll, let out a loud, cold snort.

"Hmph, it must be that annoying old woman pestering Father again. Ever since we came into this world, that old woman has always been bothering Father. It should be Josephine who is doing 'that' with Father. It's me! It's awful! It's awful! It's awful!"

Faced with this clearly berserk, late-stage father-obsessed little girl, Stark could only chuckle awkwardly and shut his mouth, listening to the blonde girl cursing the person who was nominally her mother in a very pleasant voice.

After an unknown amount of time, Josephine's cursing suddenly stopped, and her expression quickly switched to a cute and adorable smile.

Seeing Josephine's reaction, everyone knew that Yuan Yuan had finally arrived.

Sure enough, about a minute later, Yuan Yuan, whose expression was still cold but seemed slightly more gentle than before, walked in.

Yuan Yuan walked a few steps to his seat, sat down slowly, glanced around at everyone, and then his gaze fell on Enoshima Junko. He spoke in a cold voice.

"Shield, three days ago, you violated the rules I set and forcibly descended into that world below."

Immediately, Silva's gaze towards Junko Enoshima turned gloating, and the corners of his mouth even uncontrollably curled into a wide arc.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Ecstasy

Junko Enoshima glanced disdainfully at Silva, put down the manga she was already reading for the third time, looked at Yuan Yuan without the slightest tension, and chuckled.

"Teacher, you were the one who taught me that if there are loopholes in the rules, I should not hesitate to use them boldly. When you set the rules, you said that it is not allowed to descend into the world below with less than one-third of the fragments."

But I didn't descend under the summoning of the fragments; I merely utilized the spatial coordinates that appeared when the fragments were summoned. As for the power that brought me here, it was entirely my own madness. So, I didn't violate the rules you set, teacher; I simply exploited a loophole.”

Yuan Yuan's lips curled slightly, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

“I don’t care about your unauthorized arrival, and I don’t mind giving you this small privilege of the madness you awakened after enduring so much pain. What interests me are the interesting things you said after you arrived.”

Junko Enoshima shrugged indifferently, a dismissive expression on her face.

"Personally, I really want to break the teacher and keep him in the basement to admire and play with every day. But I also know that with the teacher's current abilities, I guess I will never have the chance to realize this dream. But even knowing that, I still feel uncomfortable, so I'll just indulge in my whims."

Yuan Yuan gave Enoshima Junko a meaningful look, and then said something that seemed to be a warning: "I hope you won't let your desires cloud your judgment and make an unwise choice," before moving on to the next topic.

Yuan Yuan gently tapped the stone table and spoke softly.

"I've gathered you all here today to announce a few things."

First, starting today, the distribution of the strongholds of the various forces in Hell will be fixed as it is now. No internal wars are allowed before leaving the lower world. After new forces join the lower world, the strongholds of each force will be redistributed.

Secondly, since both factions on the third level have already sent representatives to the lower world, the factions on the second level can also respond to the summons and descend. However, apart from the Peak of Hope that I have arranged, other factions are prohibited from making any major moves. You may only move freely after my lower avatar dies.

Third, during your activities, be sure to collect the bloodlines and souls of the beings below, regardless of race. Once you have collected them, bring them to the research institute on the tenth floor. There, I have already set up an autonomous external human brain computing core. If the computing core determines that the collected items are valuable, I will give the collector a reward.

Fourth, the task of guarding the Gates of Hell is transferred to Wild Wisdom. Karim, all of you, go to the Zeroth Research Institute and await orders.

Although every announcement Yuan Yuan made was surprising, no one dared to interrupt; they simply listened quietly. However, when the fourth announcement was made, West finally couldn't help but interrupt Yuan Yuan.

"Wait, wait a minute, Father. We are capable of serving as gatekeepers of Hell. Please believe us. Even if it costs us our lives, we will guard the gates of Hell and prevent any intruders from entering."

Not only West, but even Karim, who had always kept a cold face, showed an anxious expression, while Josephine and Maurice showed it even more clearly.

Yuan Yuan frowned, and suddenly a strong pressure descended from the sky, pressing West, who had stood up, back into the stone chair.

"I don't like the phrase 'Even if it costs me my life, I will do it,' as if risking my life will make it possible to do things that were originally impossible. You are weak now, and that fact will not change just because you risk your life."

Alright, that's enough. This matter is settled. After the meeting, come to my lab immediately. I need to thoroughly analyze your current situation before I can develop a comprehensive and safe upgrade plan.

Upon hearing Yuan Yuan's first words, Karim and the others seemed to have lost all will to live, collapsing into their chairs, utterly lifeless. But upon hearing the latter part, they were like corpses resurrected, instantly transforming from deathly still to full of energy, or rather, displaying a vitality they had never shown before.

It's important to know that since leaving the world of Harry Potter, Yuan Yuan has never modified Karim and the others again. Although Karim was slightly strengthened through the devouring and evolution ability of the Void, their rate of improvement was far too slow compared to the rate at which Yuan Yuan's high-end combat power increased.

They were once Yuan Yuan's strongest fighting force, capable of undertaking any mission. However, when Yuan Yuan devoured the world of death, they were no longer among Yuan Yuan's subordinates.

Stark alone could shake the most solid human world by releasing his spiritual pressure, but it took the four of them going together, even at the cost of self-destruction, to slightly shake Hueco Mundo. Keep in mind that Hueco Mundo, having endured the longest from the corruption of madness, is already the most vulnerable space besides Hell.

The difference between the past and the present is so great that although Karim and the others will not complain to Yuan Yuan, they have always had a hidden fear in their hearts, afraid that they have been eliminated and abandoned by Yuan Yuan.

The moment they heard they were about to undergo their second transformation, Karim and the others' first thought wasn't, "Finally, we can become stronger!" but rather, "Father really didn't abandon us!" Overwhelmed with joy, they froze, speechless.

At this moment, Silva's eyes were filled with an intense envy and jealousy as he looked at Karim and the others.

Although Silva and his companions are chimeras like Karim and his group, the difference between them is like that between a meticulously crafted work of art and a rare gem accidentally created from a mass-produced batch of goods.

While artworks are not necessarily better than mass-produced high-quality products, for the owner of the item, what is precious is undoubtedly an artwork, while a mass-produced product is ultimately just a mass-produced product.

Silva and the other new generation of chimeras are "high-quality mass-produced products" that were produced by accident.

Knowing this all too well, Silva used to comfort himself by saying he was stronger than Karim and the others. But now, when Yuan Yuan announced his intention to enhance and modify Karim and the others, Silva knew that the only thing that could protect his pride when facing them was completely gone.

Taking a deep breath to suppress the rising jealousy within him, Silva forced a slightly stiff smile and began to speak.

"Congratulations, seniors."

Upon hearing Silva's voice, Karim and the others snapped out of their daze. Instead of responding to Silva's congratulations, they turned their excited gazes to Yuan Yuan.

P.S., gentlemen, have you ever experienced being forced to attend a meeting that has nothing to do with you, sitting for six hours straight without even having dinner? I experienced that today, from 4:30 to 10:30.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Compassion

"Touya-o, do you think that guy from Hell's words are credible? In the end, it's not just the person who possesses the Hell Orb who can enter Hell, but also his subordinates."

On the way back to the Western Kingdom, Bao Xian Gui stroked his beardless chin. Although he was asking Dou Ya Wang a question, his gaze did not fall on Dou Ya Wang, but was instead unfocused and directed into the distance.

Touga-o placed his right hand on the hilt of the Unga, a sign of his excitement; normally, his hand rested on the hilt of the Tessaiga. Touga-o glanced at Hosenki, the man always laughing heartily, and spoke in an unusually calm tone.

"Whether it's true or not, you already have your own conclusion, so why bother asking me?"

Bao Xian Gui chuckled softly, turning his gaze away from the distance. He waved his hand gently.

"Although I already have the answer in my heart, this matter is of great importance, and I naturally want to get the same answer from you to put my mind at ease."

After a pause, Bao Xian Gui's smile turned somewhat dangerous as he looked at Dou Ya Wang.

"After all, is this relationship between us an ally or an enemy?"

While gnawing on a thigh torn from a roadside demon, the Dragon Bone Demon slapped Bao Xian Gui hard on the back, speaking indistinctly.

"That's enough, Bao Xian Gui. You're so mean. You know perfectly well that Douya Wang values ​​his friends the most, yet you say that on purpose."

Although both were powerful demons, the strength of the Dragon Bone Demon, whose abilities focused on physical power, was clearly beyond what the Treasure Immortal Demon, whose abilities focused on techniques, could withstand. Even though the Dragon Bone Demon hadn't deliberately used its full strength, its palm strike still made the Treasure Immortal Demon grimace.

"I'm telling you, Touya-o is your friend, but I'm not, yet you used so much force."

"It's because your body is too weak. If I had really tried to exert myself just now, you would be stuck in the ground complaining to me right now."

With a single bite, he snapped the thigh bone in half, chewed it to pieces, and swallowed it. The Dragon Bone Spirit curled his lip, then turned to look at the Fighting Fang King, revealing a blood-stained smile.

"Touya-o, stop ignoring what this guy is saying and tell me your plans. Are you planning to join forces with those veteran yokai like Shirakami suggested, forming some kind of yokai alliance to eliminate all your non-yokai competitors first, or are you planning to go it alone?"

Douya slowly released Yunya's hand, then gripped it again. He took a deep breath, looked down at the dragon bone spirit that only reached his waist, and revealed a sharp smile like a drawn sword.

"Of course, we'll go it alone. We're monsters, the freest monsters. We can submit to the strong; it's not humiliating. But none of those old guys can defeat us with overwhelming force, so let's forget about forming an alliance. Besides,"

His smile slowly faded, and Touya turned his head to look in the direction of Utopia, his eyes turning gloomy.

“I don’t trust the White God. He gives me a very strange feeling. It’s not dangerous, it’s eerie. It’s like he could turn into a giant mouth at any moment and swallow me whole, leaving not a single bone behind.”

The dragon bone spirit paused in its act of licking the blood from the corner of its mouth, then spat out a mouthful of demonic power, completely corroding the remaining flesh and blood in its mouth. A dangerous purple light shone in its eyes.

"So I'm not the only one who feels this way. It seems that Bai Shen really does have a problem. Then, won't Yuan Yuan cause problems if he stays in the Ideal Country?"

"Although I wanted to say it was okay and that he would be fine, I couldn't bring myself to say it because of the feeling I got from Bai Shen. In fact, if Shui Ze hadn't promised to protect Yuan Yuan's safety, I definitely wouldn't have agreed to let him stay. At the very least, I would have stayed with him."

"Now we can only hope that Mizusawa will keep his promise."

While Douya Wang and the others were worrying about Yuan Yuan, the person they were worried about was sitting in the girl's room with a blank expression, completely unconcerned that he might have accomplished a feat that no one had been able to achieve in hundreds of years.

"Although I don't know what you want from me, let's have a cup of tea first. The water used to make this tea is cold spring water from deep within the earth's veins. No one but me can get it."

Despite his imposing title of "Lord of Rivers," Shui Ze was incredibly gentle, showing no trace of his domineering nature, and placed a cup of hot tea in front of Yuan Yuan.

Yuan Yuan picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and his eyes lit up slightly.

"Good tea is not only about good water; these tea leaves are also full of spiritual energy, so they must not be something that can be obtained easily."

Mizusawa's smile widened even more. She picked up her teacup, took a sip, and replied with a smile.

"This tea is indeed difficult to obtain, but I won't go into too much detail, lest it seem like I'm showing off."

Setting down his teacup, the great demon stared directly at Yuan Yuan and spoke in a voice devoid of any shame.