Abyssal Lord of the Magi World

In the Prima Universe, there are Nine Great Powers, each of them led by a Primarch. While the Divinity World and the Overgod were considered powerful, their actions were limited, so they were never at the level of the others.

Seven of the Nine Great Powers were intrinsically bound to a race, while two were to a Path of Power. Primarchs connected to a race were the Titan Primarch, Dragon Primarch, Heavenly Primarch, Leviathan Primarch, Mind Ruler Primarch, Sacred Beast Primarch, and Spirit Primarch. The last two were relatively new, and their powers stood at the bottom of the list. 

The Spirit Race did not divide between male and female, and all their members were spiritual energy solidified into a humanoid form. As for the Sacred Beast Race, they were the most diverse, and their members were phenomena made flesh. Technically, the Supernova Race was part of this last one. 

The two Great Powers connected to a Path of Power originated from the Magi World and the Immortal Plane. Those Paths of Powers were the Magi Path of Power, Cultivator Path of Power, and Buddha Path of Power. 

There were three alliances among the Nine Great Powers, the Dark Tower Alliance, Immortal Alliance, and Supremacy Alliance. The Magus, Titan, and Dragon Primarch formed the Dark Tower Alliance, while the Immortal, Sacred Beast, and Spirit Primarchs formed the Immortal Alliance. As for the last alliance, it only had two powers: the Leviathan and Mind Ruler Primarchs.

Due to her xenophobia, the Heavenly Primarch always disdained to participate in such gatherings. She believed that her race was superior in every way to the others and that her power was more than enough to face any Primarch.

Sadly for the Heavenly Primarch, while the power of the Heavenly Race was enough to fend off the Alliances before, it was no longer the case. Not only did she lose one of her Eternal Detachment warriors, but two powerful races were waiting for any sign of weakness to attack. 

It was precisely why the Heavenly Priamarch was so excited when she saw the new realm. All those worlds could give birth to thousands of Archangels and help her race grow even more powerful than before. 

"I claim this realm for the Heavenly Race. Anyone that gets in my way will become my eternal enemy!" The Heavenly Race Primarch shouted those words as she released her aura into the void. Just that was enough to make the laws tremble and space-time shatter.

"Lilet, do you think you are in a position to make such threats?" The Leviathan Primarch, a twenty-five-meter tall man with red eyes and chromatic skin, shouted to the Heavenly Primarch as he released his aura. It was full of incredible physical might similar to that of the Titan Primarch.

"Jormundgander, do you dare to challenge me with your pathetic power?" The Heavenly Primarch's eyes burned with killing intent, and her lightning wings began to glow as immense amounts of energy gathered in them. 

Jormundgander adopted a solemn expression as he felt the power of the Heavenly Primarch. Although he did not like it, he had to admit that Lilet's battle power ranked among the top three Primarchs and was superior to his. Even if the woman could not kill him, he would suffer a humiliating defeat if he fought alone. 

Luckily for the Leviathan Primarch, he had someone backing him. A new aura charged with bizarre energy manifested in the void as an individual walked to Jormundgander's side. The combination of the two auras managed to suppress that of the Heavenly Primarch slightly.

"Lady Lilet, please calm down. Although my friend's words were a little insensitive, you must admit the truth behind them. With the rise of the Supernova and Fallen Races, it would not be wise for you to make new enemies. Instead of that, why can't we handle this matter in a more civilized way?"

The one stepping up to help Jormundgander was the Mind Ruler Primarch. The leader of the Mind Ruler Race was asexual, a black robe covered their body, and their skin was like burnt leather. Unlike other Mind Rulers, they did not have tentacles but spiked jaws. 

A monstrous wrath and killing intent flashed through Lilet's eyes when she heard the names of the Supernova and Fallen Races. She wanted nothing more than to exterminate every single one of them, but not only were Apex, the Infinity Space-Time Supernova Eye, and Eternal Death and Destruction Supernova Eyes powerful Rank 9 life forms. Those races also had the backing of the Dark Tower Alliance.

Usually, no one would dare to say those names in her presence, but even Lilet had some reservations about the Mind Ruler Primarch.

From the nine, the Mind Ruler Primarch was the weakest in terms of physical might, but he was also the best in soul invasion spells. When they teamed up with the Leviathan Primarch, the battle power the duo could unleash reached a shocking level.

"Eligos, I suppose you have a proposition then." 

Lilet spoke with a calm voice, but she was a little tense. Who did not know that the Mind Ruler's schemes did not fall beneath that of Archdevils? If she wanted to make any form of deal with them, she needed to be extra careful.

"Of course. This realm is full of life and hundreds of worlds whose origin could help us raise several Rank 8 warriors. However, before we carry on, I think it is best if we are a little more discrete."

Lilet and Jormundgander followed the Eligos's eyes and glanced at the other Primarchs. They all nodded and began to speak through their consciousness. 

Most of the Primarchs frowned when they saw that. If the Heavenly Primarch were to side with the Mind Ruler and Leviathan Primarchs, their power would surpass the Dark Tower or Immortal Alliances.

The Sacred Beast Primarch turned toward the realm. Just as she was about to speak, a man raised his hand and stopped her.

He was a handsome young man with white hair, piercing blue eyes, and an aura mightier than any sun. On his back, a sword and staff were floating. Although the weapons did not seem special, no one would dare underestimate their power.

"Salomon?" The Sacred Beast Primarch did not understand the actions of the Immortal Primarch. They needed to plan how to handle this new realm as soon as possible to avoid the evil Primarchs taking the lead.

The Immortal Primarch did not say a word, and his eyes only focused on a man at the other side of the white net. This realm should have belonged to him, but now three of the Prima Universe's mightiest warriors were deciding how to split it. 

Anyone else would feel rage or impotence suffering this treatment, but Salomon saw that the only emotion in the man's eyes was amusement.. It was as if he was watching a couple of monkeys performing a show.