The battle between the Justice Primarchs and the Empyrean Primordials was just as bloody as the ones around them. The eighteen powerhouses had reached an equilibrium, making it so that even after years of battle, none had perished so far. But that was about to change.
Hyperion and Bahamut faced a Second Evolution Extre Rank 9 Primordial covered in silver armor, with blue flas erging from it, and wielding a massive sword and shield. Although the Justice Primarchs were full of wounds, neither had received a deadly injury so far and managed to keep their enemy at bay.
Sadly for the Justice Primarchs, just like the warriors around them, nothing stopped the Empyrean Primordials from achieving enlightennt during the fight, and the one battling Hyperion and Bahamut did just that.
The Second Evolution Extre Rank 9 Primordial had a bone helt that only showed his red eyes. They glowed as an illusory Tenth Silver Star of Origin began to materialize, exponentially enhancing his physical power.
"Hahaha, fall beneath my sword. I, Ares, command it!" The Second Evolution Empyrean Primordial that called himself Ares shouted as he channeled all his strength into his flaming sword and hacked toward the closest enemy.
Hyperion saw the sword coming at his head, and he imdiately raised his arms to protect himself. Unfortunately, the sword was too heavy now that Ares had ford his Tenth Silver Star of Origin.
The sword cut Titan Primarch's arms before splitting his head in half and unleashed a blast of blue fire that destroyed his soul!
The fall of the Titan Primarch was a shock for everybody, putting imnse pressure on the Justice Primarchs. Hyperon and Bahamut could barely keep Ares at bay, and now that the enemy had grown stronger and he was alone, Bahamut would not be able to endure for long.
The Dragon Primarch felt imnse sorrow as he saw the death of his friend, but he knew that this was not the ti for sadness. He began to burn his life force and soul force without restraint, as it was the only way he could remain alive long enough for soone to help him.
En, Salomon, and Issac fought with everything they had, so there was no way they could assist the Dragon Primarch, no matter how much they wanted to do it. As for Ragnar, Nut, and Noir, the trio was already pushing themself to their limits by working together and tackling four Empyrean Primordials, so they were also incapable of rendering any help.
The only one that had so leeway was Ezequiel, who faced a Peak Rank 9 Empyrean Primordial bathed in shadows. The Supre Neo-Demon was stronger than his enemy, but that did not an he could kill this one anyti soon. He knew that Bahamut would resist for a couple of hours at best, so ti was of the essence.
"Ahhh." Ezequiel sighed as Hyperion's death forced him to trigger his Eight Ignition despite not fully assimilating the Seventh Astral Black Hole yet, which would definitely affect his foundation and not allow him to express his full power.
Ezequiel's black-white lightning burst from his body as a glowing orb containing a red force that seed to embody an infinite amount of mass erged from his heart.
Despite having countless seals in it that diminished the might of its aura, the power of that glowing orb shocked all the Empyrean Primordials and Justice Primarchs. That was especially true for Chrollo and En since the duo noticed that orb was a Core of Existence of a True Rank 10 life form!
Pan Gu knew that Ezequiel could not just leave the Ultimate Multiversal War at will, which is why he left his Body Core of Existence and Soul Core of Existence inside this one's heart to be used at a later ti.
The Body Core of Existence imdiately entered the Astral Black Hole in Ezequiel's right hand, triggering its ignition. Even with all Pan Gu's seals, the burst in energy almost shattered the Supre Neo-Demon's body and only endured thanks to the Eight Suns of Origin.
"AHHHHH!" Ezequiel roared as eight golden cores glowed through his skin, and before the shadow Empyrean Primordial could do anything, he dashed forward.
The battle between the Supre Neo-Demon and the shadow Empyrean Primordial restarted, but this ti one side completely overwheld the other. The more ti passed, the more Ezequiel got accustod to his higher cultivation until he finally was able to unleash a full-power strike.
The Peak Rank 9 Primordial attempted to dodge but was too late, and Supre Neo-Demon connected a double fist strike on his chest and head.
Ezequiel unleashed all the wild energy running through his body in that attack, allowing him to soothe his cultivation. The light in the shadow Empyrean Primordial's eyes began to fade as his body crumbled to pieces!
The Supre Neo-Demon had just taken care of one Empyrean Primordial before flashing up. He put his hand on Bahamut's body, sending this one into the dinsion of his heart before imdiately countering a flaming sword coming at him.
Ezequiel's lightning fist carrying the power of Emptiness clashed against Ares' sword, bathed in a blue fla that embodied supre destruction.
"¡BOOOM!"
As the Justice Primarchs and Empyrean Primordials saw the lightning and fire blasting in all directions, a feeling of awe assaulted them. The clash between Ezequiel and Ares surpassed the ones triggered by Issac's battle!
Chrollo and the rest of the Empyrean Primordials were not too surprised by Ares' enlightennt during the battle, as he was one of the greatest geniuses of the Alpha Universe. However, even they had to admit that Ezequiel Invictus was in a different league.
The Supre Neo-Demon was not even thirty thousand years old and already beca a central figure in a multiversal war!
As they imagined just how high Invictus' cultivation could have beco given another few thousand years more, the Justice Primarchs could not help but sigh with sorrow while the Empyrean Primordials did it with relief.
Everybody knew that if the war had started just ten thousand years later, the Supre Neo-Demon would have been fighting in the sky, maybe even gaining the title of Thearch!
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