Austronesia Empire, Imperial Maharlika, Mindanao.
2000, 3, 1st Week, January
BOOOOOOOOMMMM!!!
Multiple movements that eyes couldn't even detect occurred simultaneously. In one moment, Demon Lord Andromalius and one of the highest-ranking angels known as the Seraph Empyrean were high in the sky. The next, they were on a lifeless field filled with countless craters.
This field had once been a vast forest, but the battle had only raged for less than a minute.
After avoiding another world-ending slash, Andromalius clenched his right hand into a tight fist. The space around his fist twisted with strong gravitational force, and he punched out.
The Seraph Empyrean was several kilometers away from him, but the punch arrived instantly, almost as if by teleportation.
Despite such speed, her body flickered, and she ducked to the side, letting the punch smash on a large mountain behind her instead.
"Dear Lord."
Looking through the binoculars one of the Black Armor soldiers' eyes popped out from the resulting impact of the punch.
Instead of exploding, the mountain vanished! It was like the fist from the Demon Lord was a black hole, devouring the entire structure and leaving no trace of its existence.
BOOOOOM!
At the very same instant, the vanished mountain erupted from the impact of Andromalius's fist, breaking into the form of pieces that raged through the air like meteors and smashed into the ground, sending a mass of dirt up.
Andromalius was using his spatial attribute, one of his domains, the gravity domain, a power that allowed him to skillfully manipulate gravity more skillfully than even Conquest. He moved those broken pieces to attack the Angel.
But his punch missed, and the Seraph's greatsword sliced through the air from behind, aiming for his waist.
Sensing the attack, Andromalius somersaulted. His wings swept under his somersaulting body, and in mid-somersault, he waved his hand towards his opponent.
Whoosh~!
Multiple flashes of light mix of black and crimson emerged from his palm and condensed into energy spears. With a shrill shriek, they tore through the air and heavily slammed into the Seraph's chest, giving her no time to dodge.
BANG!
She was sent crashing down, creating a massive crater and decimating everything within it entirely.
Andromalius smiled as he saw the Angel coughing golden blood.
"I have a question. Why didn't your creator even intervene in any of the worlds we've invaded?" Andromalius asked with a devilish grin, "But now, as a result, those worlds were filled with pulsing hearts of these living creatures... and their screams... the sound of their demise... is like music to my ears."
Ignoring his question, the injured figure of his enemy disappeared, and she reappeared in front of him.
The Seraph flew out a roar and punched his chest with her slender fist covered in divine energy. This energy tore through his defenses, then blew open like cobwebs and ripped through his internals, trying to claw their way out of the other side of his body.
Swoosh~!
A dazzling golden glow erupted out of her body and overpowered the violent energy inside Andromalius' body. Recovering in a second from the time he crashed, the Demon Lord rose and shot straight at the Seraph.
BOOM!
The two collided with each other, creating a powerful boom. The resulting shockwaves recklessly washed over the remaining portions of the buildings surrounding them, reducing them into dust.
The Seraph Empyrean gathered more magical energy under her fist and tried to smash it into Andromalius' chest, but he dodged before summoning his weapon, a giant sword twice his size. Gravity increased, forcibly pulling the Angel closer, but she lifted her arm and swung. Under everyone's astonishing eyes, Andromalius' gravity simply vanished.
"What?" Andronalius was shocked. He hastily put some distance between him and the Angel. "This won't be enough!" he declared, raising his sword, "No matter the slaughter of trillions, no matter the destruction of millions worlds, I will never stop until I satisfy my father!"
The sword produced a deep, demonic noise, and shook with pure power. Upon seeing this, the Seraph seized her sword with both hands and prepared to defend against his attack.
Whoosh~!
Blasts of wind gusted at the Angel, so strong they could uproot an entire small town. Her silver hair floated, and her clothes fluttered. She stood there unmoving and decided to unleash her own power.
"[Divine Truth]"
The sword was surrounded by golden flames, becoming a living sun. The Seraph Empyrean raised it and roared.
The sword tip disappeared and reappeared before Andromalius, who, shockingly, blocked with her weapon before unleashing the skill of his Broadsword, which caused the world to turn darker than the night itself.
"[Primordial Evil]"
KABOOOOOOOOOOMMM!
25,000,000
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50,000,000
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75,000,000
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100,000,000
In mere seconds, Andromalius became more powerful, scaring even the Angel as she retreated and stared at the Demon Lord's new transformation.
Now he had six pairs of wings, making a total of twelve wings. His aura of crimson energy has now been replaced with a sinister shade of purple, making his appearance even more intimidating.
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This was the infamous skill of Andromalius' sword possessed, a power that increased his strength significantly by the sins of the world. As long as sins existed, he gained power, and the more sins there were, the more power he required.
With the innumerable sinners in this world, his level had increased instantly from a Duke to a Prince.
The Demon Lord, or rather, the Demon Prince moved. His speed far outmatched hers, and his wings rapidly closed in each other, trapping the Seraph in the center. But to her surprise, as the wings approached, they split into dark glowing feathers.
The Seraph didn't have to wait to find out what he planned. The glowing feathers rapidly spun around her, caging her.
Whoosh~!
Thousands of feathers clashed into her body simultaneously.
BOOM!
...And was swallowed entirely.
As the vortex of feathers, numbering in the thousands, continued to swirl fiercely, only Andromalius' expression remained the same as ever, cold and detached. He made a squeezing motion, and in response, the glowing vortex brutally shrank inward, growing smaller and smaller, attempting to crush the Angel to death.
Just then, everyone thought it would be the end for the Angel when an ear-piercing crackling sound erupted from the vortex. Dazzling, twisting colorful golden light followed, scattering through the layers of feathers. As the feathers spread apart, the colorful light shot straight into the sky, turning it into psychedelic.
The expressions of the onlookers drastically changed, staring at the collapsing vortex in utter disbelief.
Among the swirling feathers, the Seraph Empyrean stood, her eyes underneath her blindfold shut and body torn and riddled with wounds. However, soon enough, she was healed as if everything that happened before was a mere illusion.
Andromalius silently cursed. Thinking a one-on-one fight might be a bit boring for him, thus he decided to spice things up a little.
"[Eye of Terror]."
He murmured, and the world changed. His body transformed into something more sinister, with three horns, and his bat-like wings vanished which were replaced with something that resembled an angel's.
Suddenly, Andromalius' eyes opened up violently, glowing with warping, colorful patterns.
RIIPP!
The psychedelic sky split apart, and an aperture burst into existence, forming a gateway to another dimension filled with depthless, twisting, colorful stripes.
These stripes shot down and spread around like a curtain.
Swoosh~!
They covered everything, from the ground to the sky, making Seraph Empyrean feel like she was thrust into a kaleidoscope.
Not only did the Angel feel it, but so did Rasera, the four Archdemons, General Francisco, his Black Armor Army, and the entirety of the Austronesia Empire. The unholy cold descended over them as the power from the Inmaterium poured into reality. The temperature descended and the atmosphere itself felt corrupted.
Ooohhhhhhhh!!!!
Vengeful cries and shrieking howls rang out as colorful shadows emerged from the stripes, resembling ghosts.
Then, like thunder, something poured into reality.
Something sinister and unnatural, impossible to exist.
Beings anathema to reality.
Everyone within hundreds of miles watched as the veil was ripped, and Demons violating real space with their presence.
A legion of Demons in Spiritual Form, all and each one of them exuded raw and terrific power.
Thousands, maybe millions, of these beings warped the entire sky, breaking reality and blending space into disarray.
"W-What the hell is that?!" a Black Armor soldier cried out, his eyes dramatically bulging in terror. The power emanating from the Demons was so dreadful and menacing that his very soul trembled, feeling as if it were being refined and punished simultaneously.
The other soldiers seemed to agree with his feelings as they scrambled backward and their faces pale in fear. Just seeing the shadows made them feel as if they were in the presence of almighty beings that carried the power of judgment, murder, and mercilessness. Something that shouldn't exist in this world, they felt weak, their knees buckling under the weight of the otherworldly presence.
The unluckiest even fainted with foam coming out of their mouths as their bodies uncontrollably twitched nonstop.
The Elven Goddess of the Holy Light, Rasera, meanwhile, casted for her own eyes with a certain skill, and now she understood why the Archdemons she fought were so wary of the Demons emerging from the space rift in the sky. Each and every one of them was a being of incredible power. She saw auras of glimmering colors, each half as powerful as those of the Archdemons.
Seeing these otherworldly abominations, her senses screamed in alarm. Most of their level of power would be equivalent to a Greater Demon (Earl-Rank), while a few among them were almost as powerful as a weaker Arch Demon (Marquis-Rank).
For a Goddess like her, with all the specialities she had mastered, she could surpass many lesser gods. However, seeing these demons with auras so similar to those gods made her realize the need for extreme caution. Right now, she had been in a similar situation when those four Archdemons she currently fought had tried to overwhelm her, yet she had barely managed to defeat them.
This time, she felt there were too many for her to pull off a similar feat.
So, her only hope now lay with the Angel she had summoned.
"Surprised?" Called Andromalius to the Angel. "The children of Lucifer are countless, and all of them wield marvelous powers!"
Seeing such an immeasurable amount of pure confusion and incomprehensible things anyone could describe what they had witnessed, the Seraph frowned and rapidly reigned in the rage threatening to swallow her consciousness.
Now at the Magicule Level over 100,000,000, the Demon Lord was now a lot stronger than her, but this fight didn't change anything. Any mishap could lead to defeat, and who said defeat meant certain death.
As their energies clashed, the world trembled as if an apocalypse was happening.