Abyssal Lord Of The Magi World-Novel



Zatiel felt he had lost himself in those demonic eyes. A burst of power emerged from inside his body and soul as every destructive aspect of his existence improved the next second. It was a force meant only for annihilation, transforming everything else inside him into a killing force that knew no boundaries. 

Just as the image in the mirror was about to change, the red eyes burst with power, and there was a flash of sentience in them as the entity in the reflection struck its surface!

Shock and awe appeared in the Samsara Thearch when he saw that, and he felt that the mirror managed to do more than just show an illusion of his time as the Incarnation of Death and Destruction, but converge into the flow of time trying to break the boundary of reality and imagination. 

The Incarnation of Death and Destruction inside the mirror kept hitting as his eyes unleashed a profound desire, trying to break out and rewrite history, gaining back his life. 

Zatiel could not hide his awe as the power in the mirror was truly overwhelming, but he knew that the Incarnation of Death and Destruction could not break out no matter how much effort and desire this one expressed.

Myriad's abilities were connected to the Samsara Thearch's existence, and to do something so extraordinary as to bring back an incarnation of a past life into reality would require the power of Reality Override. 

Zatiel waved his hand, making the reflection of the Incarnation of Death and Destruction disappear, allowing the next one to emerge. 

What the Samsara Thearch saw this time was a young man with a calm and confident smile on his face. In the reflection, Zatiel saw his appearance right after he awakened his memories in the Gray Swamp. 

In that young man was not the serenity or peace of his first life nor the destructive might and ruthlessness of his second life, but there was something neither of the other two had. 

¡Endless potential!

The Samsara Thearch's eyes widened as he and the young man in the mirror exchanged glances. His White Sun Pupil trembled momentarily as a sense of enlightenment assaulted him.

"¡Hahahaha!"

Zatiel burst into laughter as his eyes regained focus, and the power of his White Sun Pupil grew a little bit stronger. 

Although the Cultivation Enlightenment only lasted for a second and did not show him the path into the Late Stage, it did help his cultivation. But the truly amazing thing was that it regained his potential and youthful thrive as if everything was possible. 

The path to the Late Stage and Reality Override was still a mystery, but Zatiel felt in his heart and soul that it was within his reach. 

"¡HAHAHAHAHA!"

Zatiel's laughter grew even stronger as he could not believe his luck. Once again, he transformed a dangerous situation into a lucky chance and gained access to a truly formidable weapon. 

"From now on, your name will be Myriad Samsara Eternal Mirror!"

"ROAR!"

The mirror trembled as a draconic roar emerged, excited about his new name and power. 

Zatiel smiled as he touched the mirror's surface, and this one melted before merging with his flesh, forming a paragon-like silver armor covering every part of his body except his eyes. 

As soon as Myriad Samsara Eternal Mirror fused with him, all the damage that Zatiel's cultivation sustained during the gestation of the cosmic egg vanished, with his body and soul growing even stronger. The paragon armor was something that could truly help him, as its physical and energy defenses were greater than that of his own body. 

And Myriad's form was not limited to just armor since, with a single thought of Zatiel, a bastard sword appeared on his right hand. 

Zatiel had stopped relying on swords since no artifact could fully express the full might of his body and soul, but that changed. He focused on the bastard sword in his hand and knew it could unleash the full power of his Samsara Truth and Eternal Flame of Justice.

Whether it was defensive power, offensive might, spells, or cultivation insights, all of them were enhanced by Myriad Samsara Eternal Mirror, making Zatiel eager for a battle.

Luckily, there were two entities that were ready for the takedown. Of course, the Samsara Thearch was thinking of Zork and Nork.

Zatiel's eyes grew sharp as he focused on the dark and golden force fields hundreds of millions of light-years away. His third eye glowed, allowing him to feel the power of the remnants, and just as he expected, the force in them had significantly diminished.

Even if Nork and Zork had been Late Stage life forms, now they were just remnants, and using the power of Reality Override generated a severe backlash on them just like it would have done on the Samsara Thearch.

A cold smile appeared in the Samsara Thearch as he waved his demonic wings, flashing at a speed that was even faster than teleportation toward the black and golden force fields.

Zork and Nork had returned to their eternal battle after that roar with the power of the Late Stage. The duo had forgotten entirely about Zatiel and the fact they had destroyed him, but they once again halted it as they looked into the distance and saw a man in silver armor appear.

Even if they were just remnants, Nork and Zork were able to have some degree of wisdom and felt danger from the paragon-like warrior with a bastard sword.

The eyes of both humanoids glowed as a combined beam of golden and dark light emerged from them and flashed toward the intruder.

Zatiel's eyes narrowed when he saw that massive light beam approaching him. It was not an energy attack but a soul invasion spell, and its power was overwhelming.

Although the Samsara Thearch was a master of the soul, facing that spirit attack before would have been a challenge, but things were different this time.

"Reflection of Serenity!"

A flaming image of an old man appeared in the center of the silver armor, and immediately a serene and tranquil aura enveloped the Samsara Thearch. 

Zatiel felt how his entire body became a soul shield as he raised his left palm and faced the golden and dark light beam. 

Waves of spirit force flooded into every direction, breaking the mind and soul of any life form that was hit by them, but even with all that power, the Samsara Thearch managed to stop it with a single hand.

Zatiel smiled as he felt just how amazing his soul defenses became with Reflection of Serenity. His eyes grew sharp as the old man vanished, only to be replaced by the flaming figure of a demonic entity born for destruction.

"Reflection of Annihilation!"

A dark thread emerged over the edge of the bastard sword in Zatiel's right hand. It might not seem like much, but its destructive power became evident the moment he raised the weapon.

"ZZZZZ!"

Just that movement left a deep laceration of the fabric of reality!

Zatiel stared at the universe-size bodies of Nork and Zork with a large smile before flashing forward. 

Zork's eyes widened as the small humanoid appeared next to him. Before he could react, the bastard sword moved, leaving a deep cut on his chest!

"¡AHHHHHHHH!"

A scream of pain emerged from Zork as that laceration not only destroyed his spiritual body but left a black-white flame burning the wound.

Zatiel smiled as his sword's power was overwhelming, but he did not have time to relax.

"Nork, smash!"

Although it might seem idiotic to shout out loud your attack, now that Zatiel was facing it head-on, he understood the reason for those words. 

'By shouting out loud, he impregnates a sliver of Reality Override's power into his actions, generating an attack that can not be dodged.'

Those thoughts crossed Zatiel's mind as he put the sword forward, using it as a shield, before changing the demonic figure in his chest back to the old man.

"BOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM!"

Zatiel faced the full power of Nork's palm strike head-on, and he felt his bones and inner organs trembling along with a sharp headache. 

Nork's attack had an incredibly physical might combined with devastating spiritual force. That palm strike would have destroyed a stand super universe, but Zatiel managed to endure it.

Blood leaked from the corner of Zatiel's mouth as he clenched his teeth and pushed back with all his strength, stopping the cosmic hand's momentum. 

As soon as Zatiel stopped the hand, the figure on his chest changed back to the demonic entity, and he hacked forward with all his strength.

"¡AHHHHHHHHHH!"

Nork screamed in pain as the bastard sword severed half his hand!

Zatiel's eyes did not last focus, and he immediately turned to the left, hacking with all his strength. 

"Zork, kick!"

A giant leg larger than a Daybreak Universe's Sacred Mountain descended on the Samsara Thearch, and this one chose to counter it with his bastard sword!