Chapter 383: Evils terror (1/2)

That unique universe needed a powerful race that could surpass all others with their strength and accept everything and everyone as a part of it.

One race where the concepts like segregation, racism, or xenophobia were considered absurd and incomprehensible.

The leader of this race must be a powerful entity, one strong enough to cover the entire universe under his might and with a heart that cared for every single one of his people.

There were plenty more things needed for this utopic universe to be born, but those two are the core, and without them, everything else would be meaningless.

Zatiel's eyes shone, his smile grew wider, and his aura overflowed happiness and excitement. For the first time in a very long time, he had another ultimate goal other than to win the final battle for the Prima Universe's destiny.

”Hahahaha.” The Neo-Demon began to laugh, and this time, his joy was the one that started to affect the people of the Daybreak Clan. Soon, millions of people of different heritages and bloodlines began to laugh, and happiness invaded everybody's heart.

The laughter lasted a few moments, but even after it ended, a smile remained on everybody's faces.

Zatiel looked at the child whose innocence had helped him so much, and there was kindness in his eyes. He made a small orb made of purple fire appear before implanting it in Nihil's heart.

The orb will temper the boy's soul and body, and in case of an emergency, it would fire a spell capable of killing anything beneath Rank 5.

”Go back to your parents, little brat.”

Nihil immediately nodded before going back to his mother, and there was a prideful smile on his face. He did not really know what happened but understood that Zatiel's mood improved after his words, so he took it as an outstanding achievement.

Zatiel noticed the boy's behavior, and his smile only grew brighter as he shook his head with amusement. His unique Mind Force permeated the bunker, and a sense of extreme comfort filled his soul as he felt the heart of people who would die to protect the place they call home.

”You have all shown me your spirits and that you can put the race before the individual. I will now transform you into one of my kind and grant you the most extraordinary talent of the universe. The only thing that could stop you from immortality is whether or not your will can equal that of the universe.”

The Sunlight Champions' eyes widened, and excitement filled their hearts. Many of them have heard about how the mighty dragonborns that resided in the City of the Sun's core were once kobolds that evolved after proving Zatiel their loyalty.

Of course, they have not heard about the Neo-Demon race or Chaotic-Core. Most of them believed that Zatiel's had purified the kobolds' bloodline through extreme atavism.

”The process could be dangerous if your willpower is not strong enough. I will use my consciousness to test your wills and temper the ones that had yet to reach the level required. Everybody, adopt a meditative position and concentrate.”

The Sunlight Champions followed Zatiel's instructions. From the children to the elders, they all sat down.

The Neo-Demon consciousness covered the entire bunker, and by empowering it with his Mind Force, he was able to create millions of whips that assaulted everybody's souls.

He was cautious, staring with little force and slowly raising it. Zatiel monitored their conditions to make sure not to harm anybody. It was exhausting, but he was in a great mood, and his body, energy, and soul were at their peak.

....

In absolute contrast to the peaceful aura of the City of the Sun, a slaughter occurred in a small Blood Rift's stronghold.

A Rank 4 Quimera Demon had assaulted it, killing the leader and all those who could fight, and he was now seizing the lesser demons beneath him. There was bloodlust in his eyes, but he did not dare to lose control and captured as many individuals alive as possible.

There was a smile on his face as he saw the demons' futile attempt of running away. The difference in power was too high, and it was just a matter of time before they either perish or were captured.