Abyssal Lord of the Magi World

𝚗𝚘𝒱𝔢𝐋𝑛𝑬xt.𝒸𝑶𝐦

After focusing on Noah for a moment, Dante turned toward another youth with golden wings set ablaze by a dark blue fire. He softly nodded as the young man broke into the sky and began to battle the world-destroying lightning.

The youth had a massive broadsword, and every time he swung it, he would unleash powerful gales due to the monstrous strength behind the weapon. Despite the power of those lightning arcs, nothing could endure the might of his attacks.

However, Dante was powerful enough to see that the key behind the young man’s power was not strength but the dark blue flame that seemed capable of erasing the meaning of existence itself.

“It seems that the brat from your Lineage is also very impressive, Nihility. I can even feel the Nihility Force in his attacks.”

The Nihility Sacred King, Nero, began to laugh as he heard that.

“Hahahaha, that is right. Azazel has mastered the Nihility Inheritance to a very decent level. His attacks already carry a fragment of the Nihility Force left behind by your father, the Lord of All Existence.”

The exchange between the Nihility Sacred King and the Genesis Sacred King became the focus of the other Sacred Kings because they saw how Azazel was moving in Noah’s direction.

The young Fallen was on top of the clouds and had no idea what was beneath it, but if he kept advancing, they would meet each other.

Noah was in meditation when his eyes widened as he saw a figure destroy part of the storm clouds above his head. Azazel’s reaction was the same when he saw the three-eyed youth.

Both of them were shocked, but it lasted less than a second before the energy inside their bodies burst with all their power.

“¡AHHH!”

“¡AHHH!”

Noah and Azazel roared as the sword of one descended from the sky while the spear of the other rose with the intent to shatter the firmament.

“BOOOOOMMMMMMMMM!”

An explosion of dark blue and purple fire flooded the sky, blasting the storm clouds.

Azazel could not hide the shock on his face when he saw that the spear’s flames managed to resist the power of his Nihility Force.

‘Nihility is supposed to be a force that can erase anything. Only powers at the level of Nine Sacred Inheritance can endure it!’

Noah’s shock was not any lesser as he used all his strength, unleashing the full might of his bloodline, yet it ended in a draw. If it were before his training with Ezequiel, he would have considered pulling back, but now the only emotion in his eyes was ferocity.

His third eye began to bleed as his purple flames burst with even greater power.

Azazel saw his opponent’s fury and showed a bloodthirsty smile as his wings began to burn, increasing his sword’s and Nihility Force’s might.

Spear and sword clashed at superluminal speed, and the strength of those two Rank 7 life forms unleashed was enough to do irreparable damage to a High World!

The Sacred King focused on the battle momentarily before looking at others. Their souls allowed them to see that neither Noah nor Azazel was strong enough to overcome the other.

As expected, after their 100th clash, Noah and Azazel stared at each other for a second before flashing in different directions.

“Hmph, these brats have immense talent, but their killing intent and skills are average. They enjoy bloodlines and inheritances that we could only dream about during our youth, yet their minds and wills are still too immature.” An old man with a short white beard spoke with visible anger as he stared at the geniuses battling in the Sundered Agony World.

He was the Sacred King of Endlessness, Issac. His entire body glowed with purple light as small wisps of flames emerged from his eyes and mouth from time to time.

The Endlessness Inheritance allowed you to create an Endless Samsara Fire, a force that you would feed with your entire body and soul.

Your attacks no longer needed to use soul force or physical strength, as they could depend solely on the might of your Endless Samsara Fire. It was a power that the Samsara Thearch generated as he achieved a flawless synergy among his Cores of Existence.

“Their upbringing is different from ours, who had to fight every day of our lives, but there are still some that had true killing intent in their mind, like Roku’s brat.” A man with a youthful appearance and a sword and staff behind his back spoke with a small smile. He seemed the weakest since his aura was almost null, but all the Sacred Kings knew that underestimating him would be a grave mistake.

That young man was the Sacred King of Unity, Salomon. Inside his soul was a tiny dot the size of a grain of rice, in which he had compressed the full strength of his entire existence.

Every time he released his power, it was like seeing a volcano that had suppressed its might for ten thousand years.

“If I am not wrong, that brat trained beneath your guide for a long time, did not Sword?”

The Sacred Sword King, Heinz, nodded softly, and there was a praising light in his eyes as he focused on Sirik.

“Rouk’s brat is very good, and all his attacks carry a perfect killing intent. The youths from the Nightmare Inferno Realm might not have better skills or bloodlines, but their mentality is what you need to fight to the death. The others are too soft.”

“Ahh, and what is wrong with that? Why do you want them to be hard? I am happy that our universe can raise a generation that enjoys its youth and doesn’t need to fear the unknown.”

An old man with a peaceful expression spoke back to the trio, who seemed to look down on those that lived their lives in complete peace. There was a sense of absolute harmony coming from his entire being.

He was the Sacred King of Harmony, the World Tree. His inheritance allowed him to harmonize with everything, granting him the power of any universe in which he found himself, and he could even summon the might of the Emptiness.

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