Chapter 793 Kill them all!
Phlegethos was the na of the Fourth Circle of Hell and resembled a fiery plane where the wind carried the whines of the trillion lesser Devils. Active volcanoes, rivers of liquid fire, and ash hills covered the landmass, raising the temperature to a level that would set mortals ablaze.
At the center of this evil plane stood the city of Abriymoch, built out of obsidian and magic crystals that could resist the full power attack of Rank 8 life forms without a problem.
Inside a majestic castle at the city's nucleus stood a powerful Archdevil resembling a fiery Titan more than forty ters tall. His na was Horus, a Rank 9 Archdevil at the Initial Immortal Will Stage.
Horus' power had allowed him to set ablaze countless worlds over the millions of years of his existence. There were once sectors of the Prima Universe where his na was considered taboo and could infuse terror in even High Worlds's leaders.
However, the mighty Horus now trembled in fear as he saw how Minauros had disappeared. The terror in his heart reached an extre when his eyes posed on the trio and heard the words one of them spoke.
"Since we already started, why not finish the job?"
The trio acted imdiately after the one in the middle uttered those words, flashing toward Phlegethos with a shocking speed.
Horus hoped the Crystal Wall would react due to the destruction they had caused to the upper circles of hell, but the trio crossed it like nothing, and to his even greater shock, Phlegethos' origin was unable to suppress the trio in any way.
"How is that possible? Phlegethos is much stronger than Minauros and Dis, it could even suppress Primarchs, but it does nothing to them!" Horus did not know what was happening.
The reason why Phlegethos' origin could do nothing to them despite its power was quite simple. Zatiel's Destiny Karmic Reincarnation Oga Law and Ezequiel's Equilibrium of Man and World Oga Law allowed the duo to ignore the power of the Fourth Circle of Hell.
As for Ragnar. Zatiel used the Third Circle of Hell to forge his body and Inner Universe, and his True Soul contained the soul force of powerful Archdevils. Phlegethos could not recognize him as anything else than a native and could do nothing against him.
Horus saw how the man in the middle released a silver sun, and he panicked after rembering how that heavenly body butchered trillions of Devils in Minauros.
However, as the Sun of Justice was about to shine over the Phlegethos, an evil aura burst from Nexus. Endless Darkness Soul Core of Existence finally reacted!
The nucleus of Baator had remained silent as it hoped that if it did not interfere, Zatiel would leave after ending with the first three circles of hell. While Avernus, Dis, and Minauros were significant, their foundation had suffered too much damage over the billions of years of Baator's existence, so losing them was not an unbearable price.
Nevertheless, Zatiel's greed knew no limits and had chosen to go after the Fourth Circle of Hell. The Soul Core of Existence was rely a shell of its past self, but it might recover given enough ti and sacrifices. That is why it could not allow losing any more of its planes.
Zatiel, Ezequiel, and Ragnar narrowed their eyes as they felt the evil aura coming from Nexus. The last two stared at the Neo-Demon Ancestor and waited for his decision.
Zatiel remained silent as his eyes pierced into Nexus. He could see the phantom of a horrible monster gazing back at him. The creature was weak and had little power left, but could still infuse so of it into the Archdevils and command all of them to march toward him with suicidal rage.
"Hahaha, I did not fear you at your peak, much less now!" Zatiel shouted those words as the red-blue lightsaber appeared in his hands, and he poured oceans of dark-purple flas into it.
Ragnar and Ezequiel acted at the sa ti as Zatiel. The black holes and golden suns in their foreheads burst with powers.
Ezequiel gathered his black-white lightning in his palm as he ford a blade with this one, while Ragnar's red aura concentrated on the ax's edge.
"AHHHHHHH!" A feral roar full of rage and resentnt erged from Nexus as Endless Darkness's Soul Core of Existence channeled what little energy it had into the Rank 8 and 9 Archdevils and forced all of them to attack the trio.
The Soul Core of Existence even compelled those Rank 7 Archdevils to attack, but they were treated as cannon fodder and not given any enhancent.
Unfortunately for the Soul Core of Existence, it could not stop the trio from shooting their attack.
Three arcs of dark-purple fire, black-white lightning, and red aura blasted forward and fused into a single devastating attack that split Phlegethos in half!
Billions of Devils perished as a direct result of that rainbow-colored arc, and this one did not stop as it crossed into the Fifth Circle of Hell, leaving a laceration that covered the entire landmass.
Zatiel, Ezequiel, and Ragnar smiled as they saw the destruction their attack had caused. Soon coldness and killing intent erged from their eyes as the army of Archdevils flew toward them.
The army contained four Rank 9 and forty-three Rank 8 Archdevils, all enhanced by the Soul Core of Existence. Plus, the hundreds of Void Creator among the ranks whose sole purpose was as cannon fodder.
The phantoms of Myriad and Entropy appeared above Zatiel and Ezequiel before rging into their bodies, granting them their bark and scaled armors.
Ragnar, on the other hand, tightened his grip around his ax as this one began to unleash a bloody aura that fused into his body.
The na of the weapon that contained the Viking Valhalla Lineage's destiny was simply Valhalla. Other than enhancing Ragnar's destructive power, it had a single ability called Festum Finale.
All life killed by Valhalla would transform into power for Ragnar, making his skin obtain a crimson color that resembled rubies. His body's defenses in that state were even better than those of soone with an Imperishable Gravity Star Bloodline!
Zatiel smiled as he saw the power each of them achieved as they went all out.
"Kill them all!"
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