Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Chapter 658  So This Is It?

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With the absence of the 4 ancient Princes, of any of those 3 Princes discovered that planet and chose to cause havoc and disrupt their plans there, none of their commanders will single handedly be able to stop them. Collectively, yes… But if they cause too much chaos in that world when the heavenly bond isn't weakened, it would have alerted the heavens. In the end, the war was actually there to keep these 3 princes busy and always on their toes and out of whatever plans they had for that human world. Of course, these Princes didn't dare to venture into their territory all this time that they were away, because they thought they were still in the abyss. Beelzebub slowly made his way to his throne, missing the comfort it brought him. Looking at the underlings on one bent knee before him, Beelzebub slowly eased into his throne seat. "Today is practically over. We only have 2 days to fully prepare. Tonight, I'll have business to attend to. However, in 2 days, await me before the portals." "Yes, your Highness." The shoulders of those kneeling trembled from excitement. It's happening… it's happening… the long awaited war that took them millions of years to prepare for, is finally upon them!

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Like so, time flew by in a flash, as Beelzebub and the other 3 Ancient princes, met in the dead of night for the long and dangerous honey down below the Abyss's lower, bottom-pit plains. Only they had the strengths and the potential to overcome the dangers lurking below. In a flash, all 4 vanished into one of the main core Abyss Hearts, knowing that despite their lateness in returning, everything was still on track. The baby Princes of Hell hadn't messed up any of their plans yet, the Horsemen in the human world were still probably raining havoc there, and despite the Bony Finger still missing, they knew they'd be able to get it mid-battle in 2 days. So really and truly, it was all still good. Speaking of the Horsemen, those specially picked individuals must have secretly made the world into an apocalyptic one by now. Heh. Humans should be on each other's necks, bone, teeth, and nails tearing each other apart. Well, they were looking forward to seeing how these humans will react when the portals are finally opened. As for the Almighty… heh. No matter where that bastard Father of theirs was hiding, he must one day come out to face them. It's all his fault! It's all his fault that they ended up in this dump, with so many power restrictions, hunted by all heavenly beings across all worlds, universes, galaxies and everywhere one could think of. They hated him, hated humans, and hated the fact that they lost that day. Actually, there was also another person who made them lose on that day. Loki, Loki, Loki… Because he was curious about what would happen to them after the war, he purposefully made them lose. Sigh… The more they think of that Trickster, the more they feel their blood pressure rise. How could the Almighty in all his wisdom, make such an annoying Heavenly being? Wouldn't it be great if Loki just suddenly stopped existing? … Tick-tock, Tick-tock. Time in both realms ticked endlessly. The underworld beings prepared for battle in a relaxed manner, while those in the Mortal realm became overly distracted with every passing minute. Today, Old Gia sat within their inbuilt theater, watching a funny new animated Movie with his children, little grandchildren, and in-laws. From time to time, he and many others would burst out in laughter. Everyone smiled, but they knew that deep down, their hearts were no longer here. The Grandmaster estimated that tomorrow at around 11 AM, the planets will fully align with exact precision! That might be the moment the portals will probably come undone. Like Old Gia, several others chose to spend tonight with their families, in case they don't make it. Some children were still clueless, still very young to understand what was about to happen. But for others, they secretly cried when knowing that their family members were heading off to fight bad guys just like in their favorite hero anime. They cuddled around these Academy members, savoring their voice and their appearance. Old Gia sighed, looking to the moon, feeling he had loved a good… no… a great life. Even if he does tomorrow, he will definitely go out in a bang! "Grandpa!!" "Father!"

"Uncle!"

Several little ones hugged Old Gia, Wei Gia, and the other Gia members who were designed to fight. At 4 AM tomorrow, the last final call for evacuations will begin. It is then that they will send their family members away for good, until humanity wins. … And if they lose… well, they also took precautions to ensure humanity has a chance to one day rise back up. Old Gia couldn't recall the last time a year rolled down his cheek. He wasn't sad about dying, but sad of the possibility of never seeing his loved ones again, in this manner. Suddenly, the hot weather seemed cold. The atmosphere was foul, and a heavy cloud weighed above everyone's head. In the Hou House, Old Hou also did the same, enjoying family time with all his children, in-laws, friends, and grandchildren. "I know I never said it before, but this old man is abundantly proud of what each of you have become."

Should he go, he hopes they won't miss him too much. Raw agony tore into every fiber of his family's being, when listening to Old Hou speak. Despite going to battle with Jung Hou and other Hou members, Old Hou knew he had taken secret extra precautions to ensure they survive, at the cost of his lifespan. He met with Dorian in secret, and a promise was made. They didn't know it, but should one of them take a truly deadly blow with no way out, it will be him to pass on in their place. It wasn't some devilish technique, but an actual cultivation aspect he discovered after reaching his current strength. His children haven't reached ho level yet, so they won't know. In the end, how can a father bury a Child? Impossible! Over his dead body. He will be going first, and that's THAT. Old madam Ghu and Old Ghu, smiled warmly at the enormous family they had gathered around them. Suddenly, Old Madam Ghu took off her slipper and threw it ruthlessly at Ghu Sota. "Ouch! What the hell was that for?"

"Nothing, I just like doing it." "_"

Ghu Sota would have typically snapped back, but this time, he couldn't. "Old hag, I forgive you this time."

Ouch! Another pair smacked the back of his head again, causing everyone to laugh. But if you look close enough, you'll see the tears flowing from the corners of their eyes. "So this is it… huh." This is the END.