Abyssal Lord Of The Magi World-Novel

The colosseum had thousands of seats, a very small number considering the trillions watching the First Samsara Tournament. It was clear that only those with an extremely high status or familiars of the top 300 geniuses from the preliminaries would be allowed in it.

At the head of the colosseum, there was a special sector separated from the rest of the seats. In it, there were nine small thrones and three big ones.

Soon people began to occupy the seats. One group had royal auras indicating that they had positions of great power and responsibility. Nevertheless, others were different, looking around with wonder at the superb creation and the legendary individuals around them.

The second group belonged to the families of those new geniuses that rose to fame during the preliminaries. Their eyes glowed with pride and awe as they saw the majestic scene around them.

Once those that earned the right to see the semi-finals with their own eyes took their seats, three hundred and twenty-nine figures emerged from the ground. They all had glorious auras, and the eyes of many burned with silver light due to their bursting willpower.

Those were the three hundred geniuses that rose from hundreds of millions of contestants from the preliminaries and the twenty-nine descendants of Great Powers that had trained their entire life for a moment like this one. All of them were young and with a fighting spirit that seemed to reach the highest heaven.

Some geniuses stared at their families watching them, and there was an immense sense of pride in their hearts, especially those from humble origins. Just this scene was enough for their mothers and fathers to boast to their friends for the rest of their lives.

Suddenly, nine beams of immense power descended from the sky and landed in the nine small thrones.

The thousands of people in the colosseum turned toward those nine individuals with reverence in their eyes. Each of them had a monstrous might and seemed to harmonize with the universe itself.

Those were the Nine Sacred Kings. Life forms with Rank 10 battle power!

Many of the people present could not take their eyes away from those nine. They were legends among legends, warriors with a piece of the Samsara Thearch's soul inside them and controlled one of the Nine Great Inheritances.

However, the ones that came next were even more impressive.

"CRACK!"

"CRACK!"

Space-time shattered as portals emerged above the colosseum, revealing two individuals. One of them was bathed in black-white lightning while the eyes of the other burned with a dark red flame.

The Nine Sacred Kings were divine entities in the Daybreak Universe, but even they stared at the duo in the sky with awe. One of them had a body that could endure Epoch Explosions and reconstruct from a single drop of blood, while the soul force of the other could flood a super universe and give birth to all sorts of miracles and nightmares.

Ezequiel and Venganza stared at each other before taking a step forward, immediately appearing on two of the large thrones. The Emptiness Thearch took the one on the right, while the Revenge Thearch took the one on the left.

The middle throne remained empty, but no one found it odd as everybody knew it was reserved for the mightiest of all, the Lord of All Existence.

Although they knew that it might be thousands of years before the Lord of All Existence woke up, whenever the Sacred Kings and Thearchs gathered, they would always leave a place empty for the Samsara Thearch as a display of their undying respect.

Once the nine Sacred Kings and the two Thearchs took their seats, all the colosseum stood up and bowed toward them before shouting in unison.

"We pay our respects to the Sacred Kings and the Thearchs!"

Those words echoed around the colosseum and spread across the entire Daybreak Sector.

After paying their respects, the spectators returned to their seats while the geniuses stood straight, waiting for instructions.

None of the Sacred Kings or Thearchs said a word, but the sky above the Daybreak Sector began to glow as a terrific matrix appeared.

That matrix was not other than the Endless Wheel of Samsara Reincarnation, and from it, a man with noble clothes and a crow mask began to descend.

"Geniuses from the Daybreak Universe, I am the Sacred Guardian of the Samsara Realm and will be the host for the semi-finals of the First Samsara Tournament."

Hades stared at the geniuses with a large smile under his crow mask. Seeing such a promising generation in the Daybreak Universe made him very happy.

All the geniuses clasped their hands and bowed toward Hades, showing great respect. Although the Sacred Guardian of the Samsara Realm was not as mighty as the Sacred Kings, the Samsara Thearch gave him that position, showing how much trust the Lord of All Existence had in him.

Hades nodded to the geniuses, signaling they could rise before turning toward the Sacred Kings.

"I ask the Sacred Kings for their help."

After Hades spoke those words, the Nine Sacred Kings rose from their thrones before making their soul force explode, with a sky-blue beam coming from each of them.

That monstrous soul force began to combine in the sky, and it was not long before a phantom emerged.

All those that saw that phantom felt a sense of utter awe assaulting their hearts. Even Ezequiel and Venganza showed absolute respect toward him.

He had three eyes that seemed to grant him domain over all existence, demonic dragon wings that could sunder the heavens, and a golden crown that bestowed absolute physical strength.

That man was the First Neo-Demon, the Creator of the Depravita Race, and the Forefather of the Eldar Race.

Noah stared at the phantom, and he could not hide the wonder and longing in his heart. The young man had seen him many times in pictures and even illusions, but only now that the Nine Sacred Kings summoned him using the pieces of his soul did he feel his true presence.

'That is my father!'

The phantom born of the combined soul force of the Nine Sacred Kings belonged to no other than Zatiel Daybreak.