Infinite System Inheritor Return From The Abyss-Chapter 259 - 258: From the abyss

In the Heavenly Realm, the air was tense—unsettled.

Zyraena bit her nails, her normally calm face filled with panic as she stared at the screen before her. It displayed the chaos below—Seoul in ruins, and at the center of it, Seojun's power surging dangerously.

"No, no, no… This is bad," she mumbled repeatedly, her voice shaking.

She knew what would happen if she interfered. The deities—the gods of this realm—would sense him. But if she didn't interfere…

Her breathing hitched.

If Seojun lost control… his power would reach the Heavenly Realm.

The realm itself trembled.

Zyraena's eyes widened in horror. It was happening.

The once peaceful sky cracked, golden clouds twisted, and an invisible force sent a shockwave through the divine lands.

"No!" she gasped, vanishing in an instant.

At that moment, the other deities felt it too. The ground beneath them shook, the energy in the air distorted. A deep, unnatural silence filled the realm before the whispers began.

"Where is this human leaking so much power? Is it on Earth?" one god muttered in disbelief.

"This is not normal… No mortal should be capable of this."

A group of gods had gathered, faces filled with shock and intrigue.

"Could it be him?" an old deity murmured. "The one who used a divine weapon… and created an altar?"

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A silence followed.

Then, Zeus frowned. His divine presence filled the area as he spoke, his voice booming like thunder.

"Find this human. Now."

The gods tensed. They all knew what Zeus's order meant.

If this person was found… punishment would be absolute. Some exchanged glances, whispering among themselves.

"If Zeus gets to them first, they will be erased."

Others, however, had different thoughts.

A mortal this powerful? A mortal who could shake even the Heavens? Perhaps… this was something they needed to see for themselves.

Meanwhile in the Boss dungeon area...

Huno panted heavily, his three heads snarling as blood dripped from his massive body. His once glowing fur was now tattered, wounds covering his legs and torso. Nymira stood beside him, her nine tails flickering weakly, the once-powerful elemental energy now dimming. Silla, in his hydra form, coiled around them protectively, his breathing ragged.

The Lion Beast stood before them, completely unscathed.

It grinned, its three monstrous heads showing sharp fangs. Its nine tails swayed behind it, each one crackling with terrifying energy.

"Is this all?" the Lion Beast mocked, tilting its head. "I expected more from you three."

Huno growled, trying to stand taller, but his legs shook. Nymira gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with exhaustion.

They had given it their all—fire, wind, lightning, earth—every element Nymira could control had been thrown at the beast.

Huno had used his Hellfire Bite, his strongest skill, but the Lion Beast had simply shrugged it off. Silla had wrapped his massive body around the enemy, trying to crush it, but in the end, it was Silla who had been thrown aside.

No matter how much they attacked…

It wasn't enough.

Nymira lowered her tails, her ears flicking as she muttered, "We need to do something fast… or we won't last much longer."

The Lion Beast laughed, stepping forward. Its dark fur gleamed, its muscles rippling with power.

"Tired already?" it taunted. "How pathetic."

It stomped the ground, the force shaking the battlefield. The three flinched, but they stood their ground. They couldn't fall here. They couldn't lose.

Not when Seoyang was still in danger.

But as the Lion Beast's nine tails rose, crackling with overwhelming power…

They realized the truth. Even together, at full power… They still couldn't win.

Huno took a deep breath, forcing his tired legs to stay steady. His three heads grinned, even though his body was screaming in pain. He needed to buy time—just a little longer.

The Lion Beast narrowed its glowing red eyes, watching him closely.

"You look so confident now," Huno said, his voice dripping with amusement. "But I wonder… how long will that confidence last once you meet our master?"

The Lion Beast tilted one of its heads, scoffing. "Your master? You expect me to be afraid of someone who isn't even here?"

Huno chuckled, his tails flicking. "Oh, you will be. Trust me." He took a step forward, his large paws pressing against the cracked ground. "You think you're powerful? You think you're untouchable? Ha! Compared to him, you're nothing."

The Lion Beast growled, but Huno continued, his tone mocking.

"I can already picture it… you, trembling on the ground, begging for mercy. You, realizing just how small and weak you truly are." He let out a low laugh, his fangs gleaming. "I can't wait to see that look on your face."

The Lion Beast's tails twitched, irritation flickering in its eyes.

"Enough with your nonsense." It growled, but there was a hint of hesitation now. "Words mean nothing to me."

Good.

Huno smirked internally. It's working.

While he kept the Lion Beast focused on him, Nymira closed her eyes, her nine tails glowing faintly. Each one radiated a different energy—fire, water, wind, earth, and more—as she began quietly restoring their strength.

Silla, still coiled on the ground, lowered his breathing, allowing his body to absorb the healing energy. His wounds were closing, his strength slowly returning.

They just needed a little more time.

Huno kept going.

"You really have no idea, do you?" He clicked his tongue. "My master… he's already here. And when he arrives, you'll be nothing but a plaything to him."

The Lion Beast's three heads snarled. "Lies."

Huno grinned wider, his eyes gleaming.

"Then why do you look nervous?"

"Continue, Huno. Say more. It's working—it's affecting him." Nymira muttered.

Huno didn't need to be told twice. He let out a deep chuckle, forcing his body to stay relaxed despite the burning pain.

"Oh? What's wrong? You're starting to shake." His voice was taunting, smooth. "Maybe you finally understand just who you're up against. Maybe you finally realize how small you really are."

The Lion Beast's ears flicked, and its three heads twitched slightly, as if reacting to his words. Its red eyes gleamed, its body stiffened, and for a moment—just a moment—it really did look like it was affected.

Huno smirked, pushing further.

"You can act tough all you want," he continued. "But when our master, The Abyss Lord arrives, you won't even have the chance to beg. You'll be crushed before you can even speak."

The Lion Beast didn't move. It just stood there, unmoving, its tails twitching.

Nymira and Silla felt hope spark in their chests. It was working.

And then—

SNAP!

The Lion Beast suddenly spun around, its tails lashing out at lightning speed. Before they could react, the coiling tendrils wrapped tightly around their necks.

Huno, Nymira, and Silla choked as their feet were lifted off the ground.

The Lion Beast laughed, a deep, rumbling sound that sent chills through them.

"Did you really think I was affected?" It sneered. "How foolish. Do you truly believe such weak taunts could work on me just because it's the Abyss Lord?"

The three of them struggled, clawing at the powerful grip around their necks. But it was too strong.

Then the Lion Beast leaned in, its breath hot and heavy.

"Tell me… how could I possibly be affected—" Its grin widened, teeth glinting.

"—when my master has already cut off all your connections to the outside?"

Huno's eyes widened.

"W-what do you mean?" One of his heads managed to choke out.

The Lion Beast grinned, tightening its hold.

"I mean exactly what I said." Its voice was dripping with cruel amusement. "Every single one of your connections—your Global System, your master… and even his very own system."

It pulled them closer, their struggling bodies hanging uselessly in the air.

"It's. Cut. Off."

The words sank deep like a knife.

Nymira's mind reeled. Cut off? No… that's impossible. Is that why no matter how many times we call, T-They can't hear it?

Silla's eyes shook in disbelief. "I-Impossible…" he forced out.

The Lion Beast only laughed.

"Possible." It purred, enjoying their despair. "Do you want me to explain? I can see it in your eyes… you're so confused, aren't you?"

It tightened its grip, making them choke harder, their vision darkening.

"Then listen well." The Lion Beast's three heads all spoke at once.

"As my master's name is Abyssal Eidolon. So yeah… we are from the Abyss, just like you, Silla."

In the first that this boss and beast showed up they are aware they're from the abyss but felt that they're not.

The Lion Beast smirked, watching their confusion deepen.

"But."

That one word sent a chill through their bones.

"We're from the Abyss… but not really in the Abyss."

A deep, twisting dread filled them.

"What…?" Silla's voice was hoarse. "What do you mean…?"

The Lion Beast leaned in further, its voice lowering into a whisper.

"We are from the Abyss Hell Prison."

The moment those words were spoken—

A sharp, horrible pain shot through their minds, as if something deep in their instincts was screaming in terror.

"Do you know what that is, hmm?" The Lion Beast laughed.

And the three of them felt something colder than death settle into their bones.