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Chapter 701: The birth of Venganza (II)

Chapter 701: The birth of Venganza (II)
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"DAMN IT!" The King in Yellow roared in rage. How could he accept that the plan for which he worked so hard, and went to such extremes, even having to reveal his true power to his enemy, came crashing down due to the actions of someone he considered nothing more than an insignificant pawn?

His time in the Prima Universe had reached an end, and he no longer had the power to capture a Neo-Demon, so he would have to return to the Eldritch Universe with an empty body.

The King in Yellow almost pulverized Sophia's corpse due to his rage, but he did not lose control and focused on Zatiel.

"If you want this whore's corpse, come and get it!" Although the chances of a corpse being enough to drive Zatiel into a trap were virtually none, the King in Yellow hoped to at least generate a strong enough psychological pressure to affect the Neo-Demon's cultivation.

Under the fearful gaze of En, the Champion of Justice and Order, Justice Primarchs, and Evil Primarchs, the Eldritch Universe King flashed toward the Prima-Eldritch Universe Final Battlefield.

Once there, taking advantage of the battlefield's weakness, the King in Yellow pierced the Crystal Wall and crossed the Final Gate back into the Eldritch Universe.

En, the Champion of Justice and Order, and everybody else that saw the King in Yellow leaving could not help but release a sigh of relief.

The damage someone with a power like the King in Yellow could have done to the Prima Universe was catastrophic, but there was only one casualty.

Of course, the World Tree, the Champion of Justice and Order, and the Justice Primarchs made sure not to show their happiness, as they knew that person meant the world to someone.

Zatiel stood frozen in the center of the Chaos-Order Unity Formation with a blank stare. Right now, all sorts of memories crossed his mind.

A silly girl who was in constant fear of showing her body. The woman who would rather run toward an explosion instead of leaving him alone. The one that moved his heart and showed him nothing but love.

Tears began to fall through the Neo-Demon's eyes as all that love transformed into unbearable pain and sadness. He felt as if someone had ripped his heart from his chest, and no matter what he did, he would never get it back.

Despite the horrible pain that Zatiel was under, as a Godking, his willpower was strong enough to allow him to get back control over his emotions.

However, that did not happen, as there was an entity that felt very happy for Zatiel's current state, and that was no other than the True Name!

Rex Samsara Universalis Causalitax was the metaphysical manifestation of Zatiel's existence. It was the Neo-Demon's destiny, and like any other True Name, it had an endless potential to evolve.

Yet, it needed forces that could equal those of Karmic Samsara to do it, and it also required that they achieve equilibrium with the Neo-Demon's destiny.

Chaos and Order were powerful, and Zatiel could display all their strength now that they were part of his Inner Universe, but those forces were not a fundamental part of his existence. They were just tools, not different from a sword.

Now, in Zatiel's grief, the True Name saw an opportunity for the Neo-Demon to get in contact with a force with which he achieved harmony a long time ago.

The True Name sealed the Neo-Demon's willpower, allowing the grief to become stronger. Then all that pain took its natural course and became fuel for a monstrous hatred that finally gave birth to a single desire.

Revenge.

Zatiel was still able to reason and knew what the True Name wanted. He knew that following that path would make him stronger and let all that pain disappear.

Even without the True Name interference, he had been able to take that path for a long time but purposely refused even to entertain that idea as his sense of justice stopped him. However, now none of that mattered to the Neo-Demon.

"I don't care what happens next..."

The Neo-Demon did not speak out loud, but everybody looking at him could hear those words, and a sense of foreboding assaulted all of them, both the good and the bad equally.

"I don't care if this is my end..." Zatiel's aura exploded as his hatred began to manifest in the physical plane of existence.

The Rex Somniorum Eye glowed and released all the Depravita inside it.

As soon as those monsters appeared, they all turned toward Zatiel. Depravitas loved to devour evil emotions, and the Neo-Demon was overflowing with them, but before any of them could act, the True Name took control of their existences.

While Depravitas were born out of Zatiel's bloodline, Virtual Force, and the evil inside a life form's soul, the true origin of their existence and the force that allowed their birth in the Prima Universe was Rex Samsara Universalis Causalitax.

In front of the True Name, all those monsters, including the Imperial Depravitas, were nothing but pawns that obeyed orders.

The thousands of Depravitas lost the light in their eyes as they adopted a formation around the Zatiel.

Under the control of the True Name, the Chaos Force, Order Force, and Prima Universe's Principal Laws began to feed the Depravitas.

"ROAR!"

"ROAR!"

"ROAR!"

Those monsters roared as they began to bleed a black liquid through every pore and hole of their bodies.

That black liquid was the quintessence of all those negative emotions and sins that the Depravita enjoyed so much devouring.

No matter who they were, awe assaulted their hearts as they saw that liquid and felt that the evil aura could surpass that of Nexus' core or the 666th Layer of Abyss!

All that black liquid converged above Zatiel, where the True Name purified it even higher, igniting it.

Zatiel looked toward the evil sun above him, and a flame emerged in his eyes. Unlike the silver one that manifested through his sense of justice, this one was black and full of evil.

"Depravita." As soon as Zatiel spoke that word, a stream of flaming plasma emerged from the black sun and pierced his skull.

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