Abyssal Lord of the Magi World

In the territories controlled by the Eye Dynasty, near the border of the Endless Forest, there was a powerful army assembled. It was formed by one hundred Eye Kings and ten Eye Tyrants. 

The most impressive characteristic of this army was the fact that all Eye Kings were in a formation. They were channeling their power into the Eye Tyrants, granting them immense strength and an almost endless energy pool.

This was an army that could crush any force that was not led by a Rank 5 life form. They could even face a weak Law Engraving existence if they were willing to pay a high enough price. 

At the lead of this army was a middle-aged man with black hair and two red bloodline eyes. This person was the Patriarch of the Blood Eye Clan, Finz Santorum.

There was a smile on Finz's face, and thrill could be seen in his eyes as he analyzed the force he would soon be commanding to butcher hundreds of thousands and fulfill his revenge.

Unlike the Patriarch of the Blood Eye Clan, none of the other Eye Tyrants showed happiness. There were a few that did not even bother to hide their annoyance and helplessness. Those feelings were not limited to the Rank 4 life forms since some Eye Kings were also displaying those emotions, but they did a better job hiding it. 

Finz was too drunk in the feeling of power to notice or even bother with the attitudes of the people in front of him. 

'With this army, it won't be hard to butcher that man's clan, and I may even be able to handle that pest that had been bothering me all this time. Hmph, everyone was saying that the Blood Eye would disappear, but we will rise stronger now that I have found a new backing.'

"What a large group, but you are all too green to call yourselves an army. I can say with certainty that you won't last a month in the Death Army." 

When Finz heard those words, his entire body froze. He recognized that voice immediately since it belonged to someone who had constantly appeared in his nightmares. The Eye Tyrant turned and saw a handsome young man with grey bloodline eyes looking at him from the sky.

The young man's slaughter aura was so brutal and unrestrained that it formed a mantle around him.

One person facing an army of one hundred Eye Kings and ten Eye Tyrants, and it was the latter the one that was actually showing apprehension.

There was no Eye Holder who did not know who this man was. The greatest genius in the Eye Dynasty in the last one hundred thousand years, someone who earned the title of Captain in the Death Army before he was ten, the only person to obtain a Tier 1 completion in the Holy Trial for those with an Emperor bloodline, Gwyn Xinter. 

"You... what... what are you doing here!" Gwyn's presence shocked Finz. Their mission was a secret, and no evidence was supposed to be left from their actions, so he could not understand how Gwyn had even known they would be gathering here.

"It is pretty simple. I am dissolving this group. All of you, return to your clans immediately." Gwyn's attitude was overbearing, and it was clear his words were not a request but an order.

The Rank 4 life forms narrowed their eyes when they heard Gwyn's command. Although they did not want to be here, they could not just leave without a good excuse, so they focused on the leader of the army and waited for his response. 

Finz's body was trembling due to the anger that invaded his heart. Even though the man he hated with all of his soul was in front of him, he knew perfectly well that killing him was impossible due to the life-saving cards he should have, not to mention that only trying it would doom him and his clan. 

However, the next second he thought about the army at his disposal and the man that handed it over to him, and courage filled his heart.

"With what authority are you ordering this army? Your status may be special, but you are just an Eye King and should not meddle in matters that concern us, Eye Tyrants!" Finz felt immense satisfaction when he spoke those words.

A mocking smile appeared on Gwyn's face when he heard that, and the look he gave to the Patriarch of the Blood Eye Clan was the one people would give to a buffoon.

"I am using my authority, and by the way, who told you I was an Eye King?." The moment Gwyn spoke those words, a powerful soul pressure originated from him, and the slaughter aura transformed into a curtain that covered the sky above the army.

The faces of the Eye Kings became pale, and some of the weakest ones fell to the ground and coughed blood. The situation of the Eye Tyrants was better, but they all adopted a solemn posture since this power meant that Gwyn Xinter had awoken his True Soul.

Despite the immense difference in age and the fact he had just entered Rank 4, he was the strongest Eye Tyrant present.

"Impossible!. You are not even one hundred years old. How can you be so powerful!?" Finz was shaking, and his eyes were completely open as he could not believe what was happening. He was at the peak of Rank 4 and was more than twenty times older than Gwyn, and yet this one could overpower him easily.

 "Haven't you heard? I am a genius, now leave." Gwyn spoke in a completely disinterested tone, and it was clear he did not put Finz in his sight. 

"Do you think you can face all of us!" Finz screamed with all of his power, and you could see the hate in his eyes. However, the most powerful emotion right now inside the Eye Tyrant was regret. He cursed his past self for not strangling this person on the crib when he had the chance, and now that he had already spread his wings, not even his backer could help him.

When Gwyn heard those words, a peculiar light filled his eyes as he focused on each Eye Tyrant and the strongest Eye Kings.

When the Eye Holders noticed this, shock appeared on their hearts. Gwyn was actually analyzing whether or not he could face all of them alone.

The Rank 4 life forms silently cursed Finz and mobilized the energy in their bodies. The army and its formation should be more than enough to kill any Soul Forging existence no matter how powerful they were, but for some reason, they could not stop fear from arising in their hearts. 

Gwyn's bloodline eyes began to shine, and the power of his soul increased. The slaughter aura that covered the sky grew stronger, and it released a pressure that struck all Eye Kings, greatly weakening the effectiveness of the army formation. 

His skin became blue and golden tattoos filled his body. The Eye Tyrant's physical might grew immensely, and an astral dominion with nine layers materialized behind him. The top layer had already become solid, and everything about it appeared to be formed by broken souls.

"If I am willing to lose my body and do some harm to my life force, I am ninety percent sure I can kill most of you, with only the fastest ones being able to escape." Gwyn's voice was cold, and his entire body released killing intent and battle spirit.

However, the next second the energy inside him calmed down, and the astral domain disappeared.

A smile appeared on Gwyn's face as he spoke the next words.

"But why would I fight alone when I have my clan with me."

Seven figures appeared out of thin air, and they positioned themselves around Gwyn. They were all Eye Tyrants, and although their bloodlines could not compare with the one inside the young man by their side, they all had their own slaughter aura. Each one of them was someone who had ended millions of lives and faced countless life and death battles. 

The moment these seven people appeared, the members of the Eye Holder army felt terror invading their hearts. Gwyn was powerful enough to handle all of them, and if the eight worked together, then they could butcher them with ease.