Abyssal Lord of the Magi World
chapter-384

The City of the Sun was a ghost town for the next few months after Zatiel established the rule that no one above Rank 4 could get anywhere near it.

Nevertheless, the business continued as usual. People could still come to the Daybreak Magic Tower, buy goods and sell raw materials. Shipments full of runes, magic weapons and armors, pills, and other resources left the City of the Sun daily.

All those tasks were managed by the Elder Brain and an army of puppets that followed Dante's every command. He even had to create new factories to keep up with the demand for goods.

After Zatiel revealed to the world that he was once an entity above the Prima Universe's laws, orders for his products started coming from every great organization in the Magi World.

The Daybreak Clan's goods were top quality and affordable, but the real reason why they bought them was to form a connection.

At the moment, the most potent items sold by the Daybreak Clan reached Rank 4 in might, but with someone like Zatiel as the leader, no one doubted that in a few hundred years, Rank 6 items would be appearing in the City of the Sun.

Some people sought to form a relationship with the Daybreak in a more brutal way.

A force butchered the Dragonstone Kingdom in less than ten minutes. They killed everybody and left without leaving a single clue of their identity. The only high-ranking member of the Kingdom who was still alive was Andras Dragonstone. The Law Engraving existence was fortunate that he had not yet returned to the Magi World.

Another significant event was the crowning of the new leader of Frost Monster Heart, the organization that ruled the second level of The Underground, Aestus.

The new leader was a beautiful woman with blue hair and red eyes named Shikra. She was a powerful Rank 6 Magus and descendant of the bald Magus that John Erick Rebellion killed.

Many wondered what her response would be to her predecessor's death, but the day after the crowning ended, the First Prince of the Scientia Kingdom visited the Frost Monster Heart's headquarters.

No one knew what happened, but after the First Prince left, Shikra made a statement denouncing the bald Magus' sinful behavior and thanking the King of the Scientia Kingdom for getting rid of him.

The Scientia Kingdom was powerful enough to suppress all the other organizations without having to request the help of their backer. Unless entities like Ivar enter the world, they were invincible.

Zatiel was aware of the events happening in the Magi World, but it mattered little to him. All of his focus had been on preparing the Sunlight Champions' wills to resist the Chaotic-Cores' creation.

The first generation that came to the Daybreak Clan was able to display willpower strong enough to resist the Abyss Aura's chaotic force from the beginning. They had lived a harsh life and experienced the cruelty of the universe, so the Neo-Demon was not surprised.

The rest of the adults were able to strengthen their will to the required level in less than six months.

The one difficulty Zatiel found was the children. Their life had been one of peace, and due to the clan's rules, they never experienced danger.

Strengthening their will to the level in which they could create a Chaotic-Core would take too much time.

Zatiel had decided to assist them by blending his Mind Force into the children's consciousnesses. That would protect them from the Abyss Aura and made their transformation easier.

"Your wills are ready to endure the creation of the Chaotic-Core. The unique treasure that will allow all of you to become one of my kind."

The Neo-Demon waved his hand and made an ocean of Abyss Aura appear in the bunker.

Although the Sunlight Champions felt the evil aura of that energy, they had absolute trust in their leader. They all maintained their meditative position and focused.

Zatiel created tendrils of Abyss Aura and began to develop Chaotic-Cores in one thousand Sunlight Champions. He could not allow any mistake, and even with his soul's strength and Mind Force, one thousand was the most he could transform simultaneously.

It took him another two months to convert everybody into a Neo-Demon.

The new Neo-Demons were amazed by the immense evolution in their potential and talent. They were all still Rank 0 Neo-Demons, but their Sunlight Aura could easily convert into Abyss Aura.

Zatiel released a wave of soul force that drew everybody's attention. The Neo-Demons adopted solemn expressions as they focused on their Ancestor.

"You are now all members of the mightiest race of the universe, the Neo-Demon race. We are still young and weak, so the core of our race's knowledge must be hidden. Anyone who dares to even think of betraying the race will suffer a fate billions of times worst than death." Zatiel's words were engraved in the mind of every Neo-Demon.

They all understood the level of cruelty that their Ancestor could reach, but no one had a problem with that. The race before the individual was the ideology that defined the Neo-Demon race.

The Ancestor of the Neo-Demon race nodded as he felt the resolution in the heart of his people.

"I will now announce the first official goal for the Neo-Demon race. We will eradicate all species whose nature is inherently corrupt and evil from the face of the universe."

The Neo-Demon race could accept everybody into their ranks, but it could not change their heart and mind. Those races whose life's purpose is to propagate pain and suffering were not apt to exist in the utopian universe Zatiel envisioned.

He will exterminate them and change the Prima Universe's laws to erase their existence from the timeline!.

The millions of Neo-Demon nodded when they heard the order from their Ancestor, and their eyes shone with purpose and conviction.

"We will start with the Heavenly race, the Mind Ruler race, the Devil Race, and the Demon race. We will invade every Middle and Low World under their ruling and butcher them all."

When they heard their first mission, all the adult Neo-Demons' eyes shone with killing intent and coldness.

One of the targets was the race that tortured a considerable portion of them. Due to their unity, if someone hurt one of them, it would be an enemy to everybody, and for the Neo-Demon race, there was no greater enemy than the Heavenly race.

Zatiel smiled as he felt the slaughter intent in his people's hearts. He knew that even if he erased those races from every Middle and Low World, it would still not shake their foundations, but he had to start somewhere. Not to mention that every Neo-Demon was a black hole for resources, and this war could cover their needs and grant great battle experience.

"There is a second point I need to address. A war will start between the Magi World and the Divinity World. That will be the highest level of the battlefield you could hope to experience without awakening your True Souls."

Smiles appeared on the Neo-Demons' faces. The stronger the battlefield, the greater the fights would be, and the highest would their potential and destiny become once they survive in it.

The Incarnation of Death and Destruction and the baernaloths designed the Neo-Demon race to be a warrior race. The idea of battling strong opponents ignited their wills and filled their hearts with excitement.

"We will take part in it, but I will only allow those at Rank 3 to participate due to the risk of eternal death. With our racial advantage and unity, we should be invincible on a battlefield without Soul Forging existences." After instructing the millions of Neo-Demons in front of him, Zatiel communicated with Dante.

"Dante, start the preparations for the invasion of the Middle and Low Worlds. Find those suitable for leading and give them positions according to their abilities. Other than the Doom Bringers positioned in Abyss and Baator, you can mobilize all our Rank 4 warriors. Ensure that every one of the new Neo-Demon whose bloodline can not reach King level through atavism gets a new one to form their Bloodline Hearts."

"I will fulfill your commands, Father." The consciousness inside the Elder Brain answered with a determined tone.

The Elder Brain had already advanced to Rank 4, so Dante could take advantage of its computational ability to do many things simultaneously.

"How is Tao, and what is the situation with the drones?"

"Tao hibernation is still going on. He is fine, constantly growing more powerful, and should awake after reaching Rank 4. Regarding the drones, we have nine million at Rank 1, seven hundred thousand at Rank 2, and nine thousand at Rank 3."

Those numbers would startle anybody. That level of war power was something only great clans with hundreds of thousands of years of age could create, but thanks to a small dog, the Daybreak Clan had obtained it in less than one hundred.

"Excellent." Zatiel was happy with that news. There must be cannon fodders in every war, and the soulless drones were perfect for that position.

'It is time for me to return to the Garden of Creation, but before that.'

The Ancestor of the Neo-Demon unleashed the might of his soul. When he saw that the eyes of every single one of his people focused on him, he spoke his parting words.

"Remember, we are the Neo-Demon race, we are the strongest, we are the greatest, and one day, we will be everything!"