Abyssal Lord Of The Magi World-Novel

"It is time to go home."

Myriad nodded to Zatiel's words with a smile on his face, but the next second, he started to look at the Neo-Demon with a weird expression.

Zatiel found the reason for Myriad's expression as he looked down. He had analyzed his body from an objective point of view, disregarding everything else, but now that he focused on the aesthetic part, he realized the problem.

The Neo-Demon looked like a twelve-year-old boy, and other than his Neo-Godking Robe, nothing else was covering his body.

"Hahaha, had I appeared in the Neo-Demon Realm like this, it would have provoked quite a scandal. The mighty Ancestor that came back from death flashed himself to everybody. I may perish again just for the embarrassment."

It was highly odd for Zatiel to make jokes. Not only was he in an excellent mood, but his samsara reincarnation also generated a significant change in his personality.

The reason was simple: the pressure that assaulted him every single waking moment due to the unsurpassable power of his final enemy was gone. He knew better than anyone how hard it was to surpass the Law Realm, but now, that was no longer a possibility but a fact.

Of course, the Neo-Demon knew that he still had a long way ahead, and accidents could happen in the future, but confidence filled his heart. In his second life, he managed to push his battle powers beyond the limits of Rank 9, and now that his foundation and potential were countless times greater, there was no doubt in his mind that he would achieve it.

Zatiel stopped laughing and waved his hands, fusing Myriad into himself. The creature's soul reached his Bloodline Hearts, where Myriad could enjoy the radiation of his bloodline, and metallic armor covered his body.

Just as he was about to leave, Zatiel turned to Kingar and saw his attacks' damage. The world's people helped him a lot by constantly sending him Faith Power, and even if they also benefited, it did not feel right to leave them like this.

After a minute, he came up with the best possible path for them and bit the tips of his tongue. Nine drops of dark purple blood that shone like suns appeared in the void.

Zatiel's eyes glowed as he channeled the Origin Essence Wheel's power into the drops, generating in each of them a dimension.

Six of those dimensions were roughly a tenth of a Low World's size, and the last three were six times larger.

Each dimension contained several trails that tested a person's strength, intelligence, wisdom, will, and military strategies. Then the Neo-Demon rose his hands and used the myriad forces in the void to create thousands of runes and artifacts.

Zatiel controlled the Origin Essence with the forces of Beginning, End, Cause, and Effect, and his thoughts were powerful enough to alter reality, so this was a piece of cake. He even left three Rank 7 Runes in the larger dimensions.

Once the trials and rewards were ready, Zatiel sent the drops of blood toward Kingar. The World Consciousness reacted to them, but feeling no malice, it felt no need to obstruct them.

The smaller six drops of blood entered the Middle World and positioned themselves above every central continent. As for the greater three that contained trials for Rank 5 life forms and above, they orbited the world.

Zatiel could see everything that happened inside and around the drops of blood due to their karmic bond. If Kingar's people prove themselves worthy, he will allow them into the Neo-Demon Race, but if not, this was more than enough to pay his debt.

The moment the drops of blood established their link with Kingar, Zatiel's eyes narrowed as he felt an odd sensation. He focused on his right eye and saw how countless purple karmic threads emerged from his body.

Most of his threads lacked actual strength as Zatile's samsara incarnation reset those bonds. The only reason they still existed was that those people thought of him, and he thought of them as well.

Two threads glowed with immense power. One of those threads connected the Neo-Demon and Myriad, while the other linked him to Kingar.

After handing those nine droops of blood to the world, the nature in the karmic thread changed. First, Zatiel was at the losing end, but now the roles have reversed.

He touched the thread and felt that if he used it to attack Kingar's World Consciousness, not only would his attack be harder to defend, but the damage provoked would also increase.

'Karmic Cause, and Karmic Effect, what a strange power.'

Zatiel focused on Kingar, but it seemed that the world noticed nothing. It became clear that the World Consciousness could not perceive the power of karma.

With nothing more stopping him, Zatiel channeled his energy into the metallic armor, making the space-time runes in it glow before teleporting.

Full power Rank 7 Greater Teleportation allowed the Neo-Demon to travel hundreds of millions of kilometers, but it was almost insignificant considering the distance he needed to cross.

The Neo-Demon Realm location was at the Prime Universe's core, alongside the other Principal Worlds and Planes. That is why he could reach it very fast, traveling from the Magi World.

The King in Yellow's teleportation brought the Neo-Demon to the Prima Universe's periphery, and Myriad did not travel too far from there. Even with his maximum speed, it would take Zatiel a few years to reach the Neo-Demon Realm.

Regarding the idea of using a World Gate, the Neo-Demon knew it was not feasible. The gate's power corresponded to the might of the world in which people built it, and with his current power, even High World would reject him, so this was the only way forward.

A few dozens of years were nothing, considering the Neo-Demon sleep for almost nine centuries, so he just kept advancing. He performed the teleportations automatically and used the time to understand his power and abilities better.

During the nineteenth day of travel, Zatiel's eyes shone with a flash of enlightenment.

Thanks to his soul and powerful brain, he could perform thousands of complex magic formulations every minute. During the tenth day, an idea came to his mind, and now he completed the hypothesis.

'An Elemental Constitution allows you to blend with an element, granting all kinds of abilities, like improved regeneration, superb hiding skill, and enhanced speed. I have a Void Constitution, and my True Doomsday Body reached Limit Rank 6, so in theory, the power of the void has already fully integrated into my flesh and blood.'

Zatiel closed his eyes and took a deep breath as he activated his Void Constitution, making his skin turn black and purple runes appear in it. Every second, his figure became blurrier until vanishing.

A sense of detachment filled the Neo-Demon once he fused with the void, and his perception began to expand at an incredible rate. First, they were one hundred thousand kilometers, then one million. In a few seconds, it reached the billions, but that was far from the end.

By the time Zatiel's perception reached its limits, it had already covered an entire galaxy!

That was beyond amazing, but to be fair, Zatiel's perception only handed accurate information about the first couple of billion kilometers. Beyond that, he would only receive energy signals.

Zatiel focused on a point at the periphery of his perception, and the next second, he materialized there. He teleported across half a galaxy with a single thought.

'This teleportation speed can match that of a Rank 8 life form who mastered Space-Time Origin Essences!'

"Hahahaha!" The Neo-Demon laughed as he marveled at the might of his abilities.

In the future, as his power grew stronger, Zatiel could not help but imagine his perception covering the entire Prima Universe. He could see everything that happened at all times and reach any corner of the universe with a single thought.

There was a chance this ability could also allow him to sneak into Principal World if he found a way to make it evolve. The possibilities were infinite!

"Void Universe!" As soon as he spoke those words, Zatiel vanished.

"Void Teleportation!" Those words echoed through the void as the Neo-Demon once again appeared countless light-years away.

Zatiel performed that technique several times each second, coming closer and closer to the Prima Universe's core.