Abyssal Lord Of The Magi World-Novel

The creature had just recovered control over its body and stood up when the winged asura appeared in the sky.

"Filthy thing, you think you could take her away from me!" The man roared, and his face depicted the immense fury and wrath inside his soul.

A force field of killing intent emerged from the winged asura and clashed against the creature's madness aura.

Thunder and lightning filled the Astaroth continent's sky as the two force fields clashed, and a red tornado soon began to form around the duo.

A profound desire for destruction and anarchy appeared in the creature's primary face, but alongside those chaotic intentions, there was also a light full of immense wisdom.

The winged asura's eyes narrowed when he saw that, and his face shivered for a moment, as all the wrath in him vanished, only to be replaced by pure and absolute emptiness.

If before the winged asura was an entity who desired nothing more than to destroy his enemy, now he became a universal force capable of slaughtering entire worlds with complete disregard for life.

That demeanor had nothing to do with talent or conviction. It came from a life of solitude and hardship, from having ended so many lives that trying to quantify them would be futile.

Most life forms would freeze in the face of such absolute and ancient presence, but the creature began to laugh.

"Hahaha, good, you took control. For a moment, I thought I would have to deal with your pet."

It seemed the creature already knew Zatiel, but that gave no information about its origin. After all, everybody in the Magi World knew him, and it would be foolish to think the Divinity Faith Army had not investigated their enemies.

"I must admit that I am impressed by what you have achieved. Even I, with all my knowledge and resources, found it hard to delude Gods' Tomb's power limit." The Rebirth Eye in the winged asura's forehead glowed as it analyzed the creature.

"Zatiel Daybreak, your abilities are truly outstanding, but that thing must not have been cheap. You willing to pay such an immense price to protect insignificant life forms tells me how weak you truly are."

The winged asura's eyes remained emotionless, even after hearing that insult. However, after a few seconds, a smile appeared on his face.

"Whether I am strong or weak is not something an Eldritch Universe's life form can decide, King in Yellow."

No alteration appeared in the creature's primary face when it heard those words. Still, the Rebirth Eye detected a slight and almost imperceptible alteration in its soul waves.

"So I am right. I thought I destroyed all your incarnations inside the Prima Universe, and yet here I found you. It makes sense for you to be in the Divinity World. After all, if I want to find a cockroach, I have to search in a place full of rats."

Although the creature's expression did not change, the chaotic intent in the primary face grew stronger.

"I am a faithful servant of the Gods. The words of a heathen mean nothing to me."

"There is no point in trying to hide it. There is no way those pathetic Laws' Slaves could take me by surprise or build such a magnificent creature. They do not allow any foreigners to meddle with their world. Since they follow a derivation of your universe's True Self Path of Power, the only logical explanation behind these events is you, King in Yellow, helping them." Zatiel was sure about his hypothesis. Even when he blamed the creature's controller for being an Eldritch Race's life form, nothing happened, but the words King in Yellow provoked a reaction.

That name should mean nothing in the Prima Universe except for him, the World Tree, and the owner.

"Anyway, I am impressed, a life form born of the perfect symbiosis between fifty souls and bodies. No wonder it is so powerful. I am curious where you came up with the concept to build it."

The creature's primary face no longer attempted to deny those claims. Since Zatiel changed the subject, it would only work to raise suspicions about its identity.

It stared at the winged asura for a moment, and the one hundred eyes glowed.

"Your creation is also magnificent, a body made of Archangel's feathers and Primordial Blood with a core containing a piece of you and your pet's souls and bloodlines. There must be a mighty Magic Creator working for you. And also, it seems you established a link into this being despite the immense distance."

The winged asura did not say anything about the creature's analysis, but Zatiel could not help but feel strange. Whenever he faced an enemy, his wisdom and knowledge always surpassed them, but the King in Yellow was different.

The Eldritch Universe's Champion was the only existence in the multiverse, other than the eternal darkness, which made him feel pressured and that he lacked absolute control over the fight.

King in Yellow's analysis was perfect. They indeed created the winged asura by using a piece of their souls and bloodlines.

Thanks to the Yang Star in their Bloodline Hearts, the damage did not affect their battle power, but their foundations would suffer if they did not heal it.

The best scenario would have been Numir's bracelet not breaking, and then they would have recovered their bloodlines' essences and soul fragments. Now they need to spend precious resources to heal those wounds.

Regarding the special connection, that was possible due to Ezequiel's Immortal Avatar True Doomsday Body. The Supreme Neo-Demon's Primordial Essence was special and could establish a perfect link to any avatar.

A special light appeared in the winged asura's eyes when he felt that all the Neo-Demon were already at a safe distance. The primary purpose of this conversation was to give them time to run.

When it came to the King in Yellow, not even the Incarnation of Death and Destruction could say the victory was inevitable.

"Hmph, no matter how far they run. I will still catch all those heathens once I finish you." The creature's primary face smiled as immense kinetic force emerged from the center of its chest.

"Oh, is that right?" Coldness pervaded the winged asura's voice as his three eyes glowed like supernovas.

Both withdrew their force fields as they prepared to destroy the other.