Abyssal Lord Of The Magi World-Novel

Zatiel stared at the battle in the void without much of a change in his expression. The physical feats that the Rank 6 life forms found amazing were nothing impressive in his sight, and since he already knew what the outcome would be, there were no surprises.

"Let's go. We had already finished all we needed to do in the Magi World. After handling some things in the Neo-Demon Realm and modifying the new drones, we will return to the battlefield."

Ezequiel stood up and gave one final glance to the battle in the sky before turning toward Zatiel.

"The next phase of the Divine Extermination War will start very soon, and the first few months will carry on significant battles. Should we take part of them and return to the battlefield once things stabilized."

While Ezequiel's plan made some sense, Zatiel immediately shook his head.

"For us, the war's outcome is meaningless, and I don't care whether or not that man achieved his vengeance. The only reason we will participate in it is because of that person on the other side."

A solemn expression appeared in Zatiel's face when he spoke those words, and Ezequiel's eyes began to burn with killing intent when a name appeared in his mind.

The King in Yellow.

"Avoiding him and letting act unrestrained is not the correct path. However, facing him without the proper preparation would be a deadly mistake."

Even the Incarnation of Death and Destruction could not afford to be careless when the opponent was the Supreme Champion of the Eldritch Universe, who somehow managed to infiltrate the Prima Universe and deceive the Primarchs.

Although the Supreme Neo-Demon wanted nothing more than to rip the King in Yellow apart, that man's skills were truly superb, and a single mistake could end his life.

Ezequiel covered Zatiel with his consciousness, and then the duo teleported toward the City of the Sun.

While they drew the attention of many people, right now, what was more important than anything for the higher-ups of the Aeternum Empire was the battle above them.

However, calling it a fight was not technically correct since the word slaughter fitted it more.

Once he finished with King Bork, Roku flashed toward Kurt. The Emperor did his best, unleashing all sorts of trump cards and even recklessly burning his life force, but in the end, everything was futile.

"Roku, my son, please forgive me!" Kurt attempted to plead to Roku's feelings as he begged for his life.

Unfortunately for the Emperor, that only provoked Roku's killing intent to burst with even more power.

The Astral Fiend destroyed Kurt's body before obliterating his Inner Law Dimension and True Soul.

There was no happiness nor sadness in Roku's eyes after killing Kurt Silverlight. If anything, the Astral Fiend felt a temporary emptiness, but the next instant, he pushed those unnecessary thoughts to the back of his mind and focused on the rest of the Royals.

Using all his power and pushing himself to the limit, Roku killed three more Kings before the rest managed to cross the Crystal Wall into the Magi World. The Astral Fiend sought to chase after them but was unable to do it.

The Magi World did not allow life forms with Rank 7 battle power inside it, and only very few were able to overlook this rule.

Only after returning to his standard form and sealing his power did Roku manage to cross the Crystal Wall.

The Astral Fiend saw how they all ran in different directions since they knew that would be their best chance of living. In the end, Roku chased after the Kings that betrayed him.

Those in the Imperial Arena did not dare to leave as they were afraid that they could offend the Astral Fiend.

Roku only returned after six hours, and floating behind him were the mangled bodies of four Kings.

The people watching him noticed how despite their severe injuries, those Kings were still alive. Nevertheless, that condition did not last long as they exploded the next second, transforming into a river of blood and soul force that the Astral Fiend devoured!

That scene truly frightened the empire's higher-ups. One by one, all of them kneeled, declaring their loyalty toward the new Emperor.

Their actions did not draw any form of affection in Roku's heart. He knew very well that the only reason they did it was their fear, but that did not matter to him.

He did not need their friendship, only their obedience!

Roku did not give a speech and merely waved his hands, dispersing the crowd.

The Astral Fiend spoke all that was needed, besides the reason for his victory were not his words but his unrivaled might.

Many plans and strategies formed in the new Emperor's mind, but right now, the most critical task at hand was to make sure the Aeternum Empire's forces were ready to march into Gods' Tomb.

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Over the next couple of years, the Magi World saw a significant influx of life forms that have already awoken their True Souls.

These people usually spent their time conquering alien worlds or exploring ancient ruins as it was the best path forward for their training, but they returned to their home as an epic chance would soon arrive in the form of a war between Principal Worlds.

In the capitals of every single great organization, millions of Magi were in military formation. All of them glowed with killing intent and were honed with powerful artifacts and all kinds of trump cards ready to be used.

Suddenly, the portals that led toward Gods' Tomb began to shake, and the laws that formed them slowly changed.

The change in the portals did not take anyone by surprise as they were waiting for it, and it meant that Gods' Tomb matrix finally reached the level where it could withstand battles between Rank 6 life forms.

Under the guidance of their leaders, horde after horde of powerful Magi crossed the portals to the place where they would face the Gods' warriors.