Kempes’s voice became somewhat tremulous:
"She never left, but hid somewhere observing us?"
The possibility caused the three Apostles to simultaneously stop their devouring actions.
They began to watch their surroundings warily, attempting to identify any potential threats.
Yet within the arena, only those Abyssal creatures undergoing distortion remained, with no sign of Nari’s presence.
"We must be overthinking this..."
Delir relaxed again:
"Though Nari is cunning, she hasn’t the wisdom to set traps. Her rationality may have improved, but essentially, she’s still that foolish Chaos."
"Exactly right."
Kempes agreed, resuming the devouring:
"A creature like her, who only knows how to solve problems with brute force, could hardly conceive complex schemes."
The three Apostles fell back into their greedy feast, paying no attention to some subtle abnormal signs.
At that moment, Delir suddenly clutched his head and began to laugh a little madly:
"Hahaha!"
While devouring the distortions, he suddenly mocked the absent Nari:
"That fool Nari really considers that human toy her child! What a joke!"
"Indeed, laughable."
Kempes also joined the mocking, his voice filled with malice:
"An ancient Apostle who has lived for thousands of years, being played like a puppet by a toy obviously crafted by Wizards.
Calling it ’my child’ at every turn, she’s nothing but a madwoman with water on the brain!"
"Those human Wizards are very cunning, always delighting in such acts..."
Kro lowered his voice as if sharing a secret:
"Using Nari’s maternal instincts to gain power support, though such a tactic is low-level to us, it just fits to deal with a crazy fool like Nari."
"Hahaha!"
Delir laughed more wildly, mocking bell tones emanating from his cathedral-like body:
"Once that human has drained Nari’s value, they’ll surely abandon her without hesitation! When Nari discovers the truth, her expression will be priceless!"
"She’ll go mad."
Kempes spoke maliciously:
"An entity of Chaos who believes she’s gained maternal love, finding everything false will surely utterly collapse.
She might even self-destruct, saving us quite some trouble."
Kro’s tone turned sharper:
"Actually trusting such cheap melodramatic nonsense, the so-called ’mother-child relationship,’ is the biggest joke in Abyss’s History!"
The three Apostles grew more excited, as if venting some emotion.
In the cruel environment of the Abyss, witnessing other strong beings stumble or be tricked was one of their few amusements.
"I already begin to anticipate..."
Delir continued devouring while maliciously speculating:
"Nari’s reaction when she discovers the truth.
A mother totally betrayed... tsk tsk tsk... such despair and rage would be more painful than any torture."
"Or maybe we could personally ’remind’ her."
Kempes suggested, his voice full of malicious anticipation:
"Watching her journey from hope to despair would certainly be interesting."
"That’s for later."
Kro interrupted their fantasies, but his tone was equally filled with malice:
"Right now, the most important thing is to make the most of this opportunity.
Once we completely digest this Void Essence, our power will reach new heights. Then..."
He didn’t finish, but the implication was obvious.
Then, they would have the privilege to reorder the power structure of the Abyss, and Nari, the "nouveau riche," would be their primary target.
While the three Apostles were lost in malicious fantasies and greedy ecstasy, a subtle transformation began within them.
Among the copious amount of ingested Void Essence, exceedingly fine heterogeneous components mingled.
These components were like time bombs hidden deep in their Energy Core, waiting for specific detonation conditions.
And these conditions were exactly the energy overload caused by excessive greed.
When the devouring actions of the three Apostles reached the Critical Point, the trap set by Nari was finally triggered.
"Hahaha... That stupid Nari, I’m devouring, devouring, devouring... uh?"
Delir, who was devouring the most greedily and mocking the most joyously, suddenly froze.
"Boom!"
Without any forewarning, Delir’s cathedral-like body suddenly erupted with blinding light from within.
Among the distortion creatures he devoured greedily, Nari’s Aura of Chaos finally reached the critical concentration.
The primal Destruction contained within the Aura of Chaos ignited within him like a chain bomb.
"Aaaah... What is this!"
Delir shrieked in agony, his enormous cathedral-like body began to collapse inwardly.
The meticulously constructed gothic arches crumbled like tofu, instantly turning to powder under the impact of Chaos Power.
Even more horrifying, the thousands of souls imprisoned within him were also affected.
These souls, originally tightly constrained, regained their freedom amidst the explosion’s impact.
But to them, freedom was not a release, but a more painful torment.
"Why... why endure death once more..."
"Delir! You Demon! Even Death couldn’t spare us..."
"I Curse you! Curse you to eternal damnation!"
The hatred of thousands of souls erupted simultaneously, like a tsunami impacting Delir’s already severely damaged conscious core.