The words Ezequiel spoke could co from anyone, but all those who heard them fell the determination in the Supre Neo-Demon to fulfill that goal. To him, attaining immortality was just the beginning of his path. He was set on reaching the point where nothing could escape his grasp and bend reality to his will.
As the Neo-Demon body grew smaller, storms filled with red lightning covered the sky and extended all over the City of the Sun. The amount of natural energy and Origin Power his body was drawing grew larger, as did his ability to harmonize with the elents and forces around him.
When Ezequiel's body reached nine ters, he began to tremble, and you could see the pain on his face. Blood began to leak from the corner of his eyes and mouth, but he still kept forcefully pushing Primordial Condensation forward.
There was a woman with black hair looking at Ezequiel from the Daybreak Magic Tower, and her eyes were filled with love and concern.
Ezequiel clenched his fist as the pain grew, but finally, after pushing his body to the limit, he reached five ters in height. The mont that happened, a qualitative improvent occurred in the fusion of his three centers of power.
A multicolored whirlwind ford around the Neo-Demon due to the different types of natural energy and Origin Power being drawn to his body and the storm in the sky grew wider and more powerful.
The Supre Neo-Demon still had his eyes closed, and instead of focusing on the strength that was running through his body, he put his full attention on the connection he was able to create with the world.
The mont Ezequiel opened his eyes, Kolo and the rest of the Magi group that was in his sight began to tremble uncontrollably. They all felt that their entire existence was being scrutinized, and there was nothing they could do to stop that from happening.
The pupils and iris in Ezequiel's eyes had disappeared, and there was nothing but white in them. What the Neo-Demon saw was worlds without color, and everything turned black.
However, slowly another color began to appear in the black universe. Red scars began to fill the sky, the air, the earth, the people, the magic tower. No matter whether they were dead or alive, biological or inorganic, they all had these scars. The only thing that changed was the number of red scars and their size.
Everything in the universe was composed of powerful forces.
One of them focused on the energy aspect of existence. It made possible the presence of things like Abyss Aura, Elental Chaos, Sword Light, among others.
The other was connected to the physical aspect of existence, allowing the birth and growth of worlds, stars, and even the body of a great number of races in the universe.
The last of these forces was the most epheral and complicated one, the one that focused on the spiritual aspect of existence and the one that supported the presence of souls, World Consciousness, Star Consciousness, and an uncountable number of other entities.
These forces use the laws as their matrix with which they create everything that exists.
But this great matrix had flaws, and the ones inside worlds were even more flawed since their laws were weaker than the one that supported the entire universe.
Those red scars in Ezequiel's sight were exactly the flaws in the matrix where you would need the least strength to produce the greatest damage and break everything.
"So this is The Flawed Universe."
The unique physical state Ezequiel achieved was sothing only those with a Primordial bloodline could reach. By thoroughly harmonizing with the universe and its laws, they could push their sight beyond the main plain of existence and see The Flawed Universe.
Primordials were not the only ones that could gaze into The Flawed Universe. However, every other race or species that was capable of achieving that feat could not compare with the level of perception these beings could achieve.
Ezequiel obtained knowledge about this ability from his bloodline the mont he first ca in contact with the laws. He had reached the peak of Rank 3 a long ti ago, and the only reason he did not awake his True Soul was due to the interference of the Chaotic-Core.
The Neo-Demon focused on his opponent and saw how his poison breath spell, his body, and everything about him was completely packed with red scars. So of these scars were thinner than a hair, but others extended for more than one ter.
After reaching this miraculous state, Ezequiel was ready. Killing intent was released from every cell of his body as he walked until he was right in front of the poisonous sand. He adopted a battle stance and began to accumulate strength in his right fist.
Kolo could see Ezequiel's figure. Those white eyes that could see through him and right fist that began to accumulate an unbelievable amount of natural energy and Origin Power terrified him.
A roar was heard once again, and the density and quantity of the poisonous sand grew larger. The Magus knew that running away or attacking would be futile. Even if the Daybreak Magic Tower did not kill him, Ezequiel was too close, and his fist had enough power to break his body the mont he left his defensive posture.
'No matter how powerful this monster is, he can't break this dragon body that was ford by using my Law Avatar. He may harm , but he can't break my body. He can't do it!.' Kolo was terrified, and he kept repeating those words over and over again.
Ezequiel's right fist was filled with arcs of red lightning and all the natural energy and Origin Power that he was able to draw mixed with them. Soon a golden red ball of energy was ford on his right fist, and the light it generated was so great that it gave the illusion to the people of the Daybreak Clan a red sun appeared in the sky.
"You know, I don't have a last na. Unlike that woman who has chosen to take my Master's na, what I seek is another path."
This ti. Ezequiel's words did not reach every person in the City of the Sun. Although Kolo was able to hear them, it was clear that it made no difference for the Neo-Demon whether he was paying attention to them or not.
"I don't seek to match his strength and always be behind him. What I want is to surpass him!."
The red sun in Ezequie's right fist kept growing more powerful. The Neo-Demon's body trembled due to the stress he was sustaining, and blood continued to leak from his eyes and mouth, but that did not stop him.
"I can never equal his wisdom and cunning mind, but what I can do is focus on what makes special. That is brute power, one so large that can break every sche and trap in my path. I will reach a strength that will surpass him, even as we reach our absolute peaks."
Ezequiel's words made his killing intent so pure that a red mantle ford around him. Accompanying that slaughtering aura was unwavering devotion and admiration.
"I will be powerful enough to stand by his side, not as a follower, but as an equal. I will help him destroy every obstacle in his path, and nothing can stop ."
The Supre Neo-Demon's eyes narrowed as he focused on the greater red scars in his enemy's defenses and body.
"My last na will embody that ambition. The goal of being victorious under any circumstance!"
Ezequiel flashed forward, and the poisonous sand on his path split in two due to the Neo-Demon's monstrous body crashing right into one of his flaws.
"I will be..."
Using every ounce of power he had, Ezequiel's right fist hit the Sand Dragon's tail. The red sun landed in the biggest flaw of the creature.
"INVICTUS!"
"NO!" Kolo's voice was heard as cracks began to appear all over his dragon body before this one exploded into a blast of brown energy, leaving nothing but a blue humanoid floating in the air.
Sirius was shocked and could not believe what he had just witnessed. Only one attack was needed to destroy Kolo's Law Avatar and leave nothing of this one other than his True Soul.
The Magus shock did not end there. He noticed that Kolo's True Soul remained floating in the sky without moving and how his eyes were closed.
"That... that is not possible." Sirius understood that the only reason for a True Soul to behave like that was because the damage it received was too large and entered into a comatose state.
Kolo's True Soul was already weaker than normal, and it could not heal from that.
For all intent and purposes, Ezequiel, a Rank 3 life form, had killed a Soul Forging existence with a single punch.
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