Abyssal Lord Of The Magi World

Right now, inside Gods' Tomb, in the Lloth Continent, dozens of millions of Magi adopted military formation on the ground. They were all straight and motionless, without a single sound.

This sight would not be that impressive if the ones adopted such a strict stance would be Rank 1, 2, or maybe even Rank 3 Magi, but the ones who showed such grand discipline were all Soul Forging existences!

These people were usually the rulers of immense territories and even the highest commander inside worlds, but right now, they all embraced a military code.

The Rank 4 Magi knew that they would be the weakest links in the ensuing battles inside Gods' Tomb. Those who had yet to awaken their True Souls could not even resist the shock waves the next fights would create, so they had already left the Transitional Plane.

A few hundred meters above the millions of Rank 4 life forms were those who already started to engrave the laws into their bodies and consciousness, existences whose destructive might allowed them to obliterate cities with a wave of their hands.

Despite that tremendous power, there were a total of five hundred ninety-six thousand four hundred and twenty-three Rank 5 life forms in the sky.

While these adopted a more loose stance, they were also in military formation. The Law Engraving existences knew very well that while they would enjoy exalted statuses in any High World, their lives could end at any moment inside Gods' Tomb.

These Rank 5 life forms were very far from the top of the food chains here, and that place belonged to those above them.

More than one thousand meters above the ground stood life forms whose comprehension of the laws allowed them to use their power with just their thoughts.

A Rank 6 life form emerging in every generation was extremely rare, even in a Principal World. Under normal circumstances, only after several generations would one of these existences whose life span measured in the hundreds of thousands of years appear.

Seeing dozens of them in the same place was a strange occurrence, but right now, there were almost ten thousand of these existences whose full power attacks could sink a continent back into the ocean!

Although they were far from each other, both in status and power, those in the ground, the ones floating in the air, and the others very high in the sky, they all divided into eleven legions.

Each legion had a different emblem, denoting the great organization they belonged to.

The true leaders and the ones even the mighty Soul Law Domain existences had to obey were those who stood one hundred thousand meters above the ground.

People had called them many different ways, Kings, Overlords, and Emperors. However, inside the Transitional Plane, they possessed the title Gods Slayers, as they would be the tip of the spear against the Divinity Faith Army.

Each was their organization's strongest warrior within Gods' Tomb, and almost all of them had people by their side. The ones tagging along were not necessarily there for their strength but due to their status.

The Crown Prince, Dean Rebellion, and the Second Prince, Gabriel Rebellion, represented the Scientia Kingdom.

John Erick Rebellion's absence surprised some since this was an opportunity even Peak Supernova Domain existences found valuable.

They did not know that the Scientia Kingdom's King had already found his path into immortality and beyond. John Erick did not plan to stop his Runecrafter training and sent his two sons in his place.

Over the last few years, Dean Rebellion's cultivation advanced, jumping from the Late Hollow Sun Domain into the Peak. This progress was not much, but that was normal between Rank 6 life forms, as even great geniuses spent hundreds of years on each stage.

Unlike his brother, Gabriel Rebellion obtained a qualitative improvement in the last decade since he entered the Soul Law Domain Rank.

Everybody knew of the Second Prince's power and how he could temporarily reach the Supernova Domain battle power at Peak Rank 5. Now that he became a Rank 6 life form, even the Gods Slayers were careful around him.

Usually, the duo would be the center of attention, especially Dean Rebellion, since his power allowed him not merely to defeat but kill Peak Supernova Domain existences. Still, right now, the focus of everybody's gaze was the new Aeternum Empire's Emperor.

Roku was the only one alone, but his presence was the greatest of all the ones present. The Astral Fiend's Rank 7 battle power made him the strongest man on Magi's Divine Slayer Force.

Many wondered who would win in a battle between the Astral Fiend and John Erick Rebellion and take the title of Strongest Man inside the Magi World!

Unfortunately for those curious, the relationship between the Scientia Kingdom and the Aeternum Empire had always been peaceful, and neither Roku nor John Erick cared who was the strongest since they aimed at a much higher stage.

Although the eleven great organizations had already transferred their warriors into Gods' Tomb and were ready to march, none of them departed since they were waiting for someone.

Suddenly, Roku's eyes narrowed, and he turned toward the portal that connected the Magi World and Gods' Tomb. The rest of the Gods Slayer did the same, and they saw ten thousand warriors covered in white armors advanced.

They were all identical, with five-meter tall humanoid bodies, four muscled arms, and long thick tails with sharp ends. The only part of their bodies visible were their emotionless eyes.

There were crystal orbs in the center of their armors. Half contained white lightning while the other half carried purple fire.

In the ground, the Soul Forging Magi turned toward these white warriors, and some of them could not help but feel frightened by the brutality in their auras.

Any of these Magi would be ruthless against the enemy, but these white warriors would not hesitate to blow themselves up to harm the opponent. Their mentalities were just too different.

The Rank 6 life forms in the sky could see the true nature of these white warriors, that they were drones, but that did not mean they looked down on them, on the contrary.

In a fight between a Soul Forging existence and a Rank 4 drone, it would almost always be the one with a True Soul the winner, but they could feel the immense power in each of the drones.

Not to mention that their consciousnesses were powerful enough to detect the mental link between them, which meant they could act with perfect coordination if the one controlling them had the cognitive abilities capable of such a feat.

If any other power, other than the eleven great organizations, showed this type of drones, they would face tremendous pressure to share their methods.

However, no one of those present would dare to pressure the Daybreak Clan for anything.

A Gods Slayer who resembled a crystal skeleton with azure fire running through his bones stared at the drones with fascination.

"That man's drones improved not only in power but also in their structure. I can see a soul dimension containing a pseudo-soul capable of generating soul force and Soul Origin. Each of them could face three Rank 4 Magi on their own and come out victorious!"

When the others heard those words, they were surprised. While Rank 4 life forms meant very little for them, Zatiel already demonstrated his drones could improve.

Some even wondered what would happen if that man could create drones with Rank 6 battle power in the future. Just the idea frightened them.

Once the last drone crossed the portal, a wave of monstrous bloodline force assaulted everybody.

The ones affected the most by this wave were the strongest bloodline race of the Magi World, the Eye Holders.

A beautiful Gods Slayer with blazing red hair and crimson bloodline eyes showed a small smile when she felt that.

Along with the bloodline force wave, the Divine Slayer Force saw four thousand individuals cross the portal. Unlike the white warriors, these people were very heterogeneous.

Elves, giants, dragons, dwarfs, the number of different types of races were astonishing. Of course, that was for the unaware, since in reality, all these people belonged to one unique race, the mighties race in the universe.

Despite their appearance, they have many things in common. For starters, a bloodline force that proved each and every single one of these four thousand warriors possessed an Emperor Bloodline!

Another was their energy pools which carried a pure, chaotic, and highly dense force.

When the Soul Forging existences saw these people, what appeared in the heart of many was envy, since all these Rank 4 Neo-Demons had artifacts and runes none of them could buy even if they sold everything they had.

The surprises were far from over since once the Rank 4 Neo-Demons made their way through, five hundred ninety-three Rank 5 individuals crossed.

They all adopted a military formation, but they did not bother to hide their savage and ruthless auras. When they looked at the Rank 5 Magi, many sneered before turning toward those at Rank 6. Only then did their eyes begin to burn with battle intent.

All the Law Engraving Neo-Demons were warriors who had already participated in many World Wars, and their fighting instincts were extremely powerful.

After the last Rank 5 crossed, all the Neo-Demons turned toward the portal and knelt, as an expression full of respect and admiration appeared on their faces.

The Gods Slayers and those accompanying them expected to see either Zatiel Daybreak or Ezequiel Invictus crossing the portal, but the ones that appeared were nine individuals with auras that seemed to challenge the sky.