The three-headed demon dog had to admit—it was starting to enjoy this life. It could legally bully newly ascended Chaos Demon Gods all day long, and every so often, some arrogant fool with no sense of self-preservation would come knocking, offering itself as a meal.
To the three-headed demon dog, this was a life of pure luxury. Food was delivered straight to its mouth, and there was no one to challenge its authority. Best of all, it had a powerful backer. No matter how many Chaos Demon Gods it devoured, none dared to retaliate.
It enjoyed all the benefits while the Ancient Serpent took the blame.
Lazily sprawled by the city gate, the three-headed demon dog closed its eyes and waited for the next batch of newcomers to enter Chaos City.
At that moment, a new group of demon gods finally stepped into Chaos City. The sight before them was overwhelming.
They had lived in the boundless Chaos for so long, yet never had they witnessed such a congregation of Chaos Demon Gods. These beings filled every corner of the city, densely packed together.
Even though there were billions of Chaos Demon Gods scattered across the vast expanse of Chaos, the sheer size of the universe meant they were usually far apart. Encounters between them were rare.
But here, in Chaos City, countless demon gods coexisted. The newcomers felt like country folk stepping into a grand metropolis for the first time, awed by the sheer scale and prosperity before them.
What astonished them even more was that, in Chaos, whenever demon gods met, they usually fought to the death. Yet here, they saw demon gods standing together without slaughtering one another. Such harmony was simply unheard of.
"Hahaha! So many weaklings gathered in one place. My power will soar if I devour them all. What a treasure trove this city is! Coming here was the right choice—where else could I find such a feast?"
A deafening roar echoed as one of the newcomers unleashed a berserk aura. His power rivaled that of the three-headed demon dog.
Clearly, this was no ordinary demon god but an overlord-level existence. He had feigned weakness before, but now his true strength was on full display.
He radiated terrifying killing intent, his presence freezing the very air around him.
It was the Frost Bear Demon, a being of pure ice, its laws capable of sealing entire realms in eternal frost.
"Haha! Another fool trying to stir up trouble in Chaos City!"
An old demon god laughed heartily. "I told you there would be another idiot among the newcomers! Now hand it over—pay up!"
He turned to the surrounding demon gods, gloating.
"Damn it, you lucky bastard! You won again?!"
"I've lost every time—how can there still be fools like this?! Damn it, I just lost another bet!"
"I refuse to believe it! Next time, I'm betting against you until I win!"
A group of old demon gods cursed in frustration, heartbroken over their lost wagers.
Seeing them bicker, the Frost Bear Demon seethed with rage. How dare these lesser beings treat him with such disdain? Did they not understand the power of an overlord-level demon god?
"Enough! I'll devour every last one of you—!"
His furious roar shook the heavens.
But before he could act, something terrifying happened.
In an instant, countless chains of laws materialized from the void—three thousand chains in total—each inscribed with the essence of the fundamental laws of Chaos.
These chains shot toward the Frost Bear Demon, weaving together into a divine cage that ensnared him completely.
His fur stood on end. He was no fool—he had survived countless battles and developed an unparalleled instinct for danger.
Right now, every fiber of his being screamed of impending doom.
With a desperate roar, he unleashed his full power, attempting to shatter the chains with the might of his ice laws.
But it was futile.
Not a single chain broke.
The three thousand chains of laws wrapped tightly around him, binding him like an offering prepared for sacrifice.
"Impossible! What is this?! My power—why can't I use my power?!"
Panic gripped him. The more he struggled, the more he realized—his demon power had been sealed.
He was powerless.
For the first time in his existence, he felt true fear.
But no one answered his cries.
With a deafening rumble, the ground beneath him transformed into a black abyss. The Frost Bear Demon was swallowed whole.
He vanished into the darkness.
Only his screams remained, echoing through the void before being silenced forever.
The newly arrived demon gods were dumbstruck. Their throats went dry, their bodies trembling as they processed what had just happened.
Just moments ago, the Frost Bear Demon had been an untouchable overlord. Now, he had been erased as if he were nothing more than trash.
"Wh-what just happened?"
One of them swallowed hard, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Hah!"
An old Chaos Demon God yawned, lazily stretching. "Didn't I tell you already? Fighting is forbidden in Chaos City. If you break the rules, you die. That fool wanted to start a fight—his fate was sealed the moment he acted."
"Exactly."
The veteran demon gods nodded in agreement.
This was nothing new in Chaos City.
It had happened countless times before.
And it would happen countless times again.