Two massive demons with bodies that could be measured in tens of thousands of meters were fighting. The power of their attacks made it seem as if the sky was breaking apart.
Finally, one of the demons, a Fiendish Cyclop, managed to land a devastating blow in his opponent's head, destroying it along with the True Soul that resided inside.
The next second, the Fiendish Cyclop took his defeated enemy's body and broke space before returning to the ground. The demon had an expression full of bloodlust and craziness as he licked the blood of his enemy from his hands.
"Hahaha!. Stupid garbage, you dare to defy me, the great Pilo. I have finally regained my freedom, and all those who get in the way of my glorious path will become my food!." The Fiendish Cyclop's body shrank as he deactivated his Law Avatar, and then he started to consume the defeated demon's corpse.
The bloodlust in his face only grew as he chewed the flesh and drank the blood of the other demon.
"I will become the strongest demon of the Blood Rift and one day will rise even higher. I will..." The Fiendish Cyclop could not finish his grand speech due to a voice that came from behind him.
"Silence."
When Pilo heard that, the first thing that came to his mind was to kill the person that dared to interrupt his feast, doing honor to his demonic nature.
"What garbage dares to give orders to the grand Pilo!" The demon turned around, intending to launch himself on the enemy, but the moment he saw him, his entire body froze.
The one who ordered the Fiendish Cyclop was a man with an extremely evil aura, white skin, and red lightning coming from the corners of his eyes. Every cell of his body released an immense killing intent that drowned the demon in front of him.
Pilo was a Peak Rank 4 Demon, a crazy killing machine, but he could not control the terror that arose in his heart. The reason for his fear was that what he felt in front of him was not a person but a world, one evil and full of slaughter and chaos.
"Do you know the location of a city with a Demon Count in it?" The man's voice was cold and only increased the Fiendish Cyclop's horror.
The fear prevented Pilo from thinking straight, but when he saw how the man was about to raise his hand, his instincts kicked in, and he began to speak.
"There is a place like that not far away from here!. A Demon Count named Ilos ruled it, but another Demon Lord killed him and took control of the city a few days ago. I used to serve Ilos and managed to escape after his demise. That is how I know. I swear I am telling the truth!." Pilo spoke faster than ever before in his life, and cold sweat soaked his body as he looked at the monster in front of him.
The man showed nothing after hearing that. After a moment, he nodded and walked until landing on the Fiendish Cyclop's shoulder.
"Bring me there." The man did not say anything else and adopted a meditative position before closing his eyes.
Pilo did not dare to disobey and began to run with all his strength. Like that, the giant Fiendish Cyclop traveled through the rocky plains filled with endless canyons from the Blood Rift.
The laws in this layer of Abyss made flying extremely hard and taxing. That is why the demon was running and used ancient bridges to cross the canyons. Although Rank 4 Demons could still fly, that would force Pilo to rest before reaching his destination, and he was sure the man would kill him if he stopped even for a second.
As they advanced, Pilo felt the malignant and evil aura of the man growing. It was like he was becoming one with the Abyss layer, and things did not end there.
Waves of energy began to converge in the man as if he was some black hole, and among those energies, there was a golden one that shocked Pilo.
'Origin Power!. He is drawing such a tremendous amount of Origin Power into his body.' Although Origin Power was extremely beneficial for the Rank 4 Demon, Pilo did not dare to touch it and limited himself to keep moving forward.
After three hours of running at full speed, the Fiendish Cyclop was finally able to visualize a city in the distance. The demon was happy since the man's evil aura was becoming so powerful that it began to burn his body.
"Evil Lord, we have arrived."
After hearing that, the man opened his eyes. He did not use his consciousness or another kind of scanning force to see inside the city. The elements told him everything he needed to know.
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"A Demon Lord at the 2nd Engraving Stage. Five Rank 4 Demons. Four thousand and three hundred and four lesser demons. They are fixing the city defenses, but they are still inoperative."
The man jumped from the Fiendish Cyclop's shoulder and landed on the ground. A black and sinister aura overflowed from his body and mixed with arcs of red lightning.
That evil aura was Abyss' World Strength the man had managed to channel into himself.
He mobilized his Soul Origin and laws, and the next instant, a white spectral avatar manifested behind him. His physical strength and energy output multiplied after he released his Law Avatar.
The man rose his hand and began to channel the energy from his surroundings into an arc of dark red lightning.
The strength of the dark red lightning grew very fast as it devoured massive amounts of energy. The man also poured the Origin Power around him into his attack and gave it unique properties.
Pilo felt like if countless needles were piercing his skin due to the energies emanated by the arc of dark red lightning.
After a minute, the dark red lightning transformed into a metal spear, with an extraordinary magic matrix on its surface.
The man closed his eyes, and in his mind, he saw the five Rank 4 Demons moving around the broken city. The next second, he fired the dark red spear.
The weapon made no sound at all, and the energies around it hid its presence. In the consciousness of everybody, the spear was no different than another stream of Abyss Aura.
The spear covered thousands of meters in a second. Once it passed through the city's walls, the magic weapon divided into five smaller copies of itself, and each one of them headed for a different Rank 4 Demon.
As Soul Forging existences, the demons were able to detect the attacks once they were near them. However, the spears were too fast, and before they could do anything, they pierced their stomachs and dissolved into dark red lightning that paralyzed their bodies.
The instant the man defeated the Rank 4 Demons, a ferocious consciousness that produced gales and storms in the sky covered the entire city along with everything in a radius of five thousand kilometers.
The consciousness focused on the man and Pilo after it detected them.
The Rank 4 Demon began to tremble, and the only thing he wanted was to run, but he did not dare to move. He focused on the monster that forced him to come here and saw how this one showed nothing but killing intent.
From the center of the city, the Demon Lord emerged. He resembled a demonic humanoid turtle, with large claws and a giant maw.
When the Demon Lord detected his subordinates' defeat, wrath filled his heart as he considered it an insult against him. He intended to kill the perpetrator immediately, but the danger he felt from the man's dark aura allowed him to calm down.
'Even for a Demon Lord, this man's aura is too sinister and monstrous.' The Demon Lord's eyes narrowed as he intended to measure the man's strength, and he felt a True Soul with an equal force than his.
"I am the mighty Demon Count, Yuro. Who are you, and what do you want here."
The man was surprised when he heard those words. He did not expect the Demon Lord to try to speak with him and was sure they would start fighting immediately.
As he wondered what would be his identity inside the Blood Rift, he remembered the title the Fiendish Cyclop used for him and focused on the dark aura that permeated his existence.
A cold smile appeared on his face as he stared at the Demon Lord.
"I am Evil and am here to kill you and take everything from you."