Abyssal Lord Of The Magi World-Novel

Aion's eyes began to lose focus as he continued with his words as if just the memory of those experiences could be enough to drive his mind into an eternal dream. However, before the daze could become dangerous and he might lose his mind, the Neo-Demon with the Human Lineage turned toward a person in the coliseum.

The woman looked at Aion, and her eyes showed absolute calm and endless love as she hugged her children. She was like a picture, and even powerhouses were impressed by her charm.

"The only way to return after being one with The Flow is to find your Path. It can be anything, but it must be something you see as more valuable than your own life."

No one had to ask what Aion's Path was. It was clear that the young man found his way back due to the presence of his wife.

"After you return from The Flow, part of you remains in it, and you can use it to manipulate a small portion of its power. That is the key to my power.

Every time I dodged a blow or landed a counter, I did it by communicating with The Flow, and that told me every moment my opponent would make and what posture my body should take to counter it.

When I redirected spells or kinetic forces, I did it by transforming my body into a replica of The Flow, momentarily neutralizing a frequency before carving a new route for its power to be released.

My cosmic force shield and gauntness were made by compressing the power of The Flow, allowing the weight of the world to clash or defend against something or someone. 

As for the way I destroyed that Lord of Emptiness avatar. I simply commanded The Flow to fix the error that was an entity cut from the world, and it did it by forcing space-time around the flaw to collapse."

Aion's face was one of absolute serenity as he uttered those words. He was not afraid of people mimicking his power, and they were free to do it, but he knew how difficult it was to merge with The Flow.

As for returning to the material plane of existence after being one with The Flow, that was as difficult as reaching the Fourth Realm!

Silence reigned in the coliseum as even those too weak to perceive the powers that Aion spoke of could understand how amazing it was.

Aion's eyes became sharp as he focused on Noah, making this one feel like all his secrets were exposed.

"Due to my connection with The Flow, I can perceive the power and potential of all things. Your Lineage carries a force unlike anything I have seen before in the Daybreak Universe, and it is clear to me that its origin is unmeasurable, but you seem unable to awaken it."

Noah could not help but clench his fists when he heard that. The Daybreak Lineage ran through his veins, and even if it did not have the full might of his father's bloodline, he knew there was immense untapped power in it.

Although all the battles and trials of the First Samsara Tournament had helped the Neo-Demon awaken more of that power, he had yet to truly excavate his potential to its fullest.

Aion had nothing more to say, and if, even with that, Noah could not give him a good battle, then it was clear this one was worthy of the gift left behind by the Samsara Thearch. He flew toward his wife and sat beside her before playing with his children. 

The fierce aura of the warrior that could continue fighting even after his arms, legs, and even head was cut off was nowhere to be seen. It was truly bizarre, but if people had to choose who among all contestants gave a more similar aura to the Samsara Thearch, that person would not be his son but the dark horse. 

Old powerhouses still remember the days spent by the Samsara Thearch's side. Zatiel Daybreak could set entire worlds ablaze one second and the next laugh with his friends. 

Venganza turned toward Noah for a moment and sighed. The potential of the young Neo-Demon was immense, but by growing up in a utopian universe, he had never been forced to unleash it as if his life depended on it until now.

That was one of the reasons some powerhouses felt that growing in the Daybreak Universe could weaken your potential, but living in a universe where a madman could extinguish your entire race from one day to the other was not a worthy trade-off in the mind of many others. 

Whether Noah managed to use the tournament as a catalyst to awaken his potential like many other geniuses had done already or allowed the pressure to crush his spirit would be up to him.

Venganza did not waste more time and waved his hand, making Sirik appear in the arena.

"In the battle between Beelzebub and Sirik, since the Depravita can no longer battle, victory goes to the Astral Fiend."

Sirik had just appeared and was still a little confused when he heard that. He did not understand what was happening, and it was not until he focused on Beelzebub and saw that the Depravita was a Rank 8 life form that he figured things out.

A complicated expression appeared on the Astral Fiend's face when he saw that his first victory in the Final Stage was due to his opponent no longer being able to participate in a fight. 

The Astral Fiend was not alone since some questioned the point of the Revenge Thearch, even mentioning the battle.

However, Vegnanza did not think like that. A victory is a victory no matter the way the winner attained it.

During the Ultimate Multiversal War, there were many lucky factors that played into the victory of the Prima Universe against Endless Darkness, and none of the presents would dare to say that it did not count.

Beelzebub could not fight. Therefore he lost his battle against Sirik, and this one had all the right to bask in the glory of victory. 

People in the coliseum began to clasp their hands since, even without battle, Sirik obtained his first win in the Final Stage.

Venganza waited a minute before starting the next fight and then waved his hand. Sirik did not leave the arena, but someone else appeared.

Azazel arrived in the arena. She was the only one that had faced Aion and did not lose her battle, and now it was time for her to fight against Sirik.

People in the arena could not help but draw conclusions about who would win the fight. Sirik had displayed a truly formidable physical might, but attaining his ultimate form would take a few seconds, and by then, Azazel would have already sealed his mind in an illusion.

Roku could guess the thought in people's minds and just smiled. One of the key factors of his Lineage was a formidable spiritual power, which was usually employed to fully express the physical body's strength, but cultivation was not a one-way path.

"Azazel from the Depravita Race vs. Sirik from the Astral Fiend Lineage. Fight!"

Azazel immediately made her soul force and Depravita Aura explode, using all the power in her Dream Eyes to the fullest as she could not allow Sirik to get anywhere near her. A single full-power blow of the Astral Fiend might be enough to drain her energy to the point there would not be enough for her to form her Dream Realm.

However, to the Depravita's shock, Sirik did not flash toward her and instead adopted a meditative position on the ground, allowing his mind to enter the Dream Realm.

Azazel was confused but did not lose focus, and once she fully secured Sirik's consciousness inside the Dream Realm, she prepared to drain the soul force of this one.

Venganza did not leave people wondering what was happening inside the illusion, waving his hand so everybody could see it in the sky.

People expected to see Azazel shattering Sirik's body over and over until the soul force of this one was depleted as she did in all her previous battles, but things did not go that way.

"¡AHHHH!"

That was not a cry of pain but a demonic roar as Sirik flashed across the sky, shattering everything around him before a beam of Depravia Aura pushed him into the ground.

As the ruler of the Dream Realm, Azazel was supposed to be in absolute control, but Sirik rose from the ground and carried on with his destruction. 

Powerhouses across the coliseum were confused by what they saw, and that only grew when they saw Sirik's real body in the arena, slowly losing its vitality.

Those powerful enough were able to decipher what was happening, and they were once again impressed by the Astral Fiend Lineage. 

Just like Astral Fiend used trained powerful minds to unleash the full power of their bodies, they could also use their vitality as fuel to improve the might of their spiritual force!