Abyssal Lord of the Magi World
chapter-538

Roku was not the only one baffled by the destructive might that Zatiel's Nine x Nine Supernova Blast created. While a Rank 7 life form could provoke even greater destruction, they achieved that feat by depending on raw power and not on their supernatural abilities.

It is like comparing the destructive might of 20 tons of TNT with a small nuclear weapon. While both could theoretically provoke the same damage, there was no question on which one was superior in their efficiency and nature.

A Gods' Hero named Markus could not take his eyes away from the area where nothing but emptiness remained. He trained the Law of Destruction but knew that even if he sacrificed all, he would never be capable of such a feat.

Unfortunately for Markus, his lapse of concentration cost him dearly, as the Astral Fiend appeared before him without realizing it.

The Gods' Hero's eyes widened, and a sense of immense danger assaulted him, but before he could fully activate his energy defenses, two fists impacted on his chest.

Everybody saw with shock how Markus' body disintegrated after those fists clashed on him. There were no shockwaves, no explosions, nothing. It was like all the force in that attack focused solely on the Gods' Hero.

Roku smiled as he saw the outcome of his attack. The Astral Fiend Race have a physical might that neared the level of Dawn Titans, but their most impressive feat was their cognitive abilities and exceptional comprehension skills.

During the entire battle between Zatiel, Ezequiel, and the King in Yellow, the Astral Fiend pushed his perception to the limit, and the gains he obtained were not small.

Although he was exhausted, having used almost all of his energy and Astral Fiend's aura, Roku still could employ the full power of his body, which once focused correctly, proved capable of monstrous might.

Once the Gods' Hero lost his body, his True Soul immediately escaped, deploying unique abilities that allowed him to achieve incredible speed.

Roku saw the True Soul flying away, but he did not chase. The chance of him catching it was little, and there was a better use of his time.

"KILL!" The Astral Fiend roared those words, waking everybody from their dazed state.

Bloodthirsty smiles appeared in the Magi, Eye Holders, and Neo-Demons, while the Legends' eyes showed panic and horror.

One side had an invincible death god, while the other saw their champion crumbed to nothing under the might of two singularities. There was no need to mention whose morale was higher.

The Magi Divine Slayer Force's killing intent exploded as they marched forward, ready to deploy every iota of power left in their bodies.

As for the Divinity Faith Army, they ran away immediately. While it could be considered cowardly on their part, only a fool would fight a lost battle.

One side fleeing while the other chased was not new for the two groups, but there was no golden wall helping the Legends escape this time.

Hundreds of Legends perished every moment as the Divinity Faith Army flew with all their might toward their headquarters, the only place that could protect them from the Astral Fiend now that their Divine Champion was gone.

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As the Magi Divine Slayer Force chased and butchered the Divinity Faith Army, another bloodbath occurred in a remote area of the Divinity World.

In the center of a massive ocean infested by mighty magic creatures whose power could allow them to sink continents, there was a small church.

To the naked eye, this church was nothing special. It had wooden walls and a small statue of an older man on the top.

People would find it hard to believe that this was the holiest place in the entire Divinity World, the home of the Overgod's Supreme Pontiff.

There was not even a particle of dust in the church's wall, a sign of its immaculate state, but the scene inside it was the complete opposite.

Blood and broken bodies covered the church's interior. The faces of those who died displayed the immense shock and horror they felt before their demise.

A woman crawled through the floor, and the expression on her face was the definition of utter hopelessness. The lower half of her body was gone, and there was a power sealing her soul, energy, and physical force, making her no different than a mortal.

She was just about to reach the door when a giant shadow appeared above her. Before she could do anything, monstrous tentacles graved her broken body and rose her into the air.

"Divine Father... please... why..." The woman cried as she stared at the person responsible for such carnage.

The culprit was an older man with a plump body, and even now, there was nothing else on his face but a kind smile full of love.

She could not believe what was happening. The man who raised her from the moment she was a tiny baby, who always treated her like his own child, just killed everyone she held dear.

The older man said nothing, but the tentacles began to tighten around the woman, slowly shattering her inner organs, making her experience a horrible and painful death.

Once they finished their job, the tentacles returned to the older man's body, and bulges appeared beneath his skin as that happened.

Anyone seeing that would think that the older man's body was nothing but a vessel, holding a truly monstrous being.

The older man gazed at the carnage he provoked, and although his expression did not change, he did release a sigh.

While this scene may seem like the work of a monster that could not control his emotion, that could not be farther from the truth. People handle stressful and annoying situations in many ways. Some like to meditate, and others enjoy long walks.

This older man enjoyed butchering people and letting loose his wild and maniacal nature.

Those who lived on this small island were the Overgod's Supreme Pontiff's adopted children, and everybody believed they were his most precious possession, but the truth was that their lives were meaningless.

As the madness vanished from his eyes, the older man's aura became calm and collected.

"Good, very good. Not only did you destroy me, but you also made sure to erase every piece of my True Soul. I guess I need to step up my game."

After giving one final glance to the bloody scenery around him, the older man waved his hand, making the broken corpses vanish before walking out of the church.