Chapter 803 Marching to Nexus (II)
Chapter 803 Marching to Nexus (II)
Issac and Bahamut had been besieging the Leviathan World, but after the interference of Sundered Night and the fact that Ivar and Apex were hunting Lilet, that was no longer needed.
As for Hyperion, now that the problem with the Sacred Trial was over, and he had ensured the safety of his people and world, he could leave the Titan World without concerns.
All of that allowed the Magus Primarch, Titan Primarch, and Dragon Primarch to be free to do whatever they wanted. And what better use of their time than to prevent the Body Core of Existence from hindering the path of Zatiel, Ezequiel, and Ragnar?
“¡AHHH!”
“¡AHHH!”
“¡AHHH!”
Issac, Bahamut, and Hyperion unleashed the full power of their Omega Laws and sealed space-time between Abyss and Baator, making it so that the enhanced Archdemons would have to pass over them to reach.
The enhanced Archdemons stared at the three Justice Primarchs from inside Abyss. Although their eyes glowed with madness and killing intent, none of them marched forward.
Abyss had a total of seven Rank 9 Archdemon, but after Final Dawn erased Crisis and destroyed Asidis’ soul, that number fell to five. Even if Endless Darkness’ Body Core of Existence could enhance those five to the Primarch-level, Issac could face all of them alone.
There was no need to guess what would happen if the three Justice Primarch faced the five Rank 9 Archdemon in a direct fight. It would be a one-sided slaughter, and the Body Core of Existence was unwilling to enter a futile battle, so in the end, it shut down its aura and resumed its rest.
Although the Body Core of Existence response could be considered cold, it was actually driven by pure instinct. Since there was no chance of victory, why waste its energy?
Issac, Bahamut, and Hyperion saw the Archdemons returning to their respective layers of Abyss, but they did not lower their guard and remained vigilant.
Zatiel, Ezequiel, and Ragnar, on the other hand, showed grand smiles, and their bloodlust exploded as they pushed harder on the Rank 9 Archdevils.
With the Body Core of Existence out of the picture, no one in the Prima Universe could help the Soul Core of Existence face the trio.
Zatiel’s red-blue lightsaber moved at an incredible speed, easily overwhelming Mortus’ twelve blood swords, and it was not long before he began to sever some of the Rank 9 Archdevil’s arms.
Ezequiel’s punches carried the weight and energy of the world behind them, with each blow generating more and more cracks on Gorgodon’s skeleton body.
On the other hand, Ragnar hacked like a madman with his ax, leaving wounds so deep that Lofin’s entrails hung out of her body. The more damage he generated to his enemy, the more energy Valhalla’s Festum Finale granted him.
It took Zatiel, Ezequiel, and Ragnar two more weeks to slay their opponents.
A red-blue lightsaber cut Mortus in two before dark purple flames incinerated his halves. A barrage of fists shattered Gorgodon’s body, and black-white lightning pulverized his bones. Valhalla, the ax containing the destiny of the Viking Valhalla Lineage, severed Lofin’s head before devouring every iota of vitality in the dragon-like corpse.
After a battle that lasted less than two months, the Neo-Demon Ancestor, the Supreme Neo-Demon, and the Forefather of the Viking Valhalla Lineage killed every single Archdevil in Baator!
Ragnar’s entire existence emanated a terrifying killing and fighting intent. The Viking honored his Berserker’s title, and despite the exhaustion, he still wanted to keep fighting. His eyes focused on the evil force coming from Nexus, and he was ready to charge toward it.
However, Zatiel raised his hands, stopping the Viking and Supreme Neo-Demon from doing anything.
“It was wounded and lost its essence millions of years ago, but underestimating it would be a deadly mistake. Trust me on that.”
Ragnar’s eyes widened when he heard that. He had known Zatiel for a short time, but the Neo-Demon Ancestor gave him the impression there was nothing impossible. So the fact this one showed apprehension meant that the danger was real.
Immediately, Ragnar’s ferocious expression changed to one of composure and seriousness.
“Should we pull back or ask for reinforcement?”
Asking for help or avoiding a fight altogether was nothing shameful in Ragnar’s mind. Knowing to discern danger and be patient was proof of maturity.
“Other than the three of us, only En and the Champion of Justice and Order could enter Nexus, but we should not disturb their recovering, so there is no one to ask for help. Yet, we don’t need it, as our power should be enough after we fully recover and damage its foundation even more.” Zatiel’s eyes glowed as he used the power of karma and causality to figure out the best path forward.
“Devour as much of the landmasses’ vitality in the shortest time possible. Use this to store the life force you cannot channel into your bodies.” Two drops of glowing dark-purple blood emerged from Zatiel’s mouth. Thanks to his bloodline control over beginning and end, those drops could store incredible amounts of life force.
Ragnar and Ezequiel each took a drop of blood and followed Zatiel’s instructions.
The Viking landed on Anima’s landmass and buried his ax into the ground, using Festum Finale to devour as much vitality as possible. His body could handle a third, and the rest entered the drop of dark-purple blood.
Ezequiel flashed toward the Sixth Circle of Hell and unleashed the full power of the Equilibrium of Man and World Omega Law. The oceans dried up, and every form of life on the landmass withered.
The Supreme Neo-Demon’s body could devour almost forty percent of the immense amount of vitality his Omega Law extracted from the Sixth Circle of Hell.
As for Zatiel, his job did not have to do with the landmasses but the origins. He used karma to teleport next to the Fourth Circle of Hell’s origin, and a cold light appeared in his eyes as he pulverized the Archdevils’ souls. Then, using part of the pure soul force, he destroyed Horus’ Omega Law, erasing the Rank 9 Archdevil’s existence!