Primordial Ancient Serpent-Chapter 201: Vibrating Chaos, The Birth of the Communicator

A few days later, earth-shattering news spread from Chaos City like a storm, sweeping through every corner and reaching the ears of every Chaos Demon God.

"What?! The Lord of Chaos City has invented a magical treasure that allows communication even at the farthest ends of Chaos? Messages can be sent instantly, as if the vast distance between worlds has vanished?"

A Chaos Demon God exclaimed in disbelief. Its expression twisted with shock as it turned toward the one who delivered the news, its mind buzzing with confusion. The revelation was too overwhelming to process at once.

"Impossible! Chaos is boundless! How could messages travel in an instant?"

Many Chaos Demon Gods found the claim difficult to believe.

Throughout history, countless demon gods had attempted to solve this problem. The Chaos World was simply too vast—sending a message across its endless expanse could take thousands, even millions of years.

Because of this, the role of a postman was crucial. Only the strongest beings could traverse Chaos, delivering messages and items across immeasurable distances.

Yet, despite recognizing the importance of communication, no Chaos Demon God had ever found a solution. No method, no technique—nothing. It was a problem so insurmountable that even the greatest minds of Chaos had long abandoned hope.

And now, suddenly, there was news of a magical treasure that could resolve this issue? The very idea was beyond belief.

"But these treasures were created by the Lord of Chaos City. That alone makes it possible."

A demon god spoke in a deep, steady voice. The claim had first been heard in the Giant Axe Arena, then spread to the Machine Race, and finally to the rest of Chaos City.

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"Indeed. The Lord of Chaos City is not one to speak recklessly. If he wasn't completely certain, he wouldn't make such a claim—let alone sell these treasures."

"If this is true, it will change everything. No matter where we go, we will be able to contact one another."

"Exactly! Chaos is too vast, and waiting millions of years just to receive a message is unbearable."

Many Chaos Demon Gods murmured amongst themselves.

If anyone else had made such a claim, they would have dismissed it as lunacy. But if the Lord of Chaos City said it, then they had no choice but to believe.

After all, he was the strongest of them all—the one who had accomplished countless miracles. One more would hardly be surprising.

And if this invention was real, it would be a blessing for all beings in Chaos.

"Still... even if these magical treasures exist, I fear they will be priceless. We may never be able to afford them."

A Chaos Demon God sighed, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.

The others nodded in agreement. This was a device that could overcome the barriers of Chaos itself. Its value was beyond comprehension. Calling it a "treasure of Chaos" would not be an exaggeration.

"No, the cost is not as high as you think," a demon god interjected. "The Machine Race has already begun mass production. They call it a Communicator. You can refine it with a single drop of blood, and it only costs ten Chaos Coins."

"What?! You're joking! Ten Chaos Coins for something like this? Where did you hear that?"

Many Chaos Demon Gods were dumbfounded. They had expected the price to be astronomical, but ten Chaos Coins? That was absurdly cheap.

It was so cheap that they struggled to believe it was real.

"It's true," the demon god affirmed. "The Machine Race has announced it publicly. Shops have already been established throughout Chaos City, and many Chaos Demon Gods have begun testing it."

"If that's the case, what are we waiting for? We should buy one and see for ourselves!"

Excitement erupted among the demon gods. If the price had been too high, they might have hesitated. But for only ten Chaos Coins? There was no reason to think twice.

Even if it turned out to be disappointing, the loss would be negligible.

—Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!—

In an instant, countless Chaos Demon Gods rushed toward the nearest store. However, they were met with an enormous queue. The line stretched endlessly, with countless beings waiting for their turn to purchase a Communicator.

At this rate, they would have to wait an entire night just to get one.

But to a Chaos Demon God, that amount of time was nothing—not even long enough for a proper nap.

And the news wasn't just spreading among the demon gods. The Angel Race, the Machine Race, the Titan Race, the Storm Titan Race, and countless other chaos races had all heard of it as well.

"A magical treasure that can connect every corner of Chaos... and it costs only a handful of Chaos Coins?"

A Titan roared in shock.

Despite their massive size and seemingly simple nature, Titans were among the sharpest thinkers in Chaos. Without hesitation, they immediately organized their kin to buy as many as possible, fearing they might sell out.

They had absolute faith in the Lord of Chaos City. His creations were always top-quality, and if he claimed something worked, it would work.

"There is no doubt. This marks a turning point—a monumental shift in technology. We cannot afford to fall behind."

An angel spoke in a solemn tone.

More than anyone, they understood the value of communication in Chaos. If one of their kind faced danger in the endless void, they could now call for aid instantly.

If a hidden treasure was discovered, but they lacked the strength to claim it, they could summon reinforcements immediately.

If critical intelligence was obtained, it could be relayed to their superiors without delay.

In the past, by the time such messages arrived, countless years would have passed—rendering them useless.

They had sought a solution for ages, but had failed time and time again.

Yet now, the Lord of Chaos City had done it himself.

There was no hesitation. Every race rushed to buy a Communicator, knowing that being left behind was not an option.

"Move! Hurry up and get in line! With this, we can communicate anywhere in Chaos! If we find a treasure, we won't have to fight alone—we can summon our kin and strike as a group!"

A group of dwarves shouted, scrambling toward the stores with incredible speed.

Other races were not far behind.

The only ones who remained calm were the Machine Race.

After all, the Communicator was created by Gu Chuan. Naturally, they had priority access and did not need to worry about supply shortages.

However, even with the Machine Race's unmatched production capabilities, fulfilling the demand of countless Chaos races would take time.