Abyssal Lord of the Magi World

Zatiel felt a rush of energy and vitality after devouring the Final Gate and the Eldritch Universe. He focused, and the next second, his arms and legs grew back, and all the wounds on his body healed.

Of course, while Zatiel’s appearance seemed fine, his condition was far from it. His inner organs and soul were still riddled with injuries, and his Inner Universe was in chaos.

A broken super universe could not be enough to heal someone so powerful as Zatiel. It was not the quantity of energy and vitality but the quality of it.

Maybe a unique super universe like the Alpha-Prima Universe would be enough to heal all of Zatiel’s wounds in a matter of days, but there was no way he would consume his new home.

Once Zatiel was over with his devouring, he took a step forward and appeared in the sky of the Alpha-Prima Universe. The Prima Universe warriors immediately noticed his presence, and they all looked at him with awe and wonder.

Zatiel looked at the faces of the people that fought to the death following his command, and immense affection and respect filled his soul. He clasped his hand and performed a deep bow toward them.𝒪𝐯𝑙xt.𝗇𝓔t

“I will never forget all the sacrifices you made in my name. The Prima Universe has a debt with all of you that I will surely repay.”

The admiration in the heart of the Prima Universe’s warriors only grew stronger as they saw that. Even with the power to do the impossible, Zatiel did not lose himself and acknowledged their critical role in saving the multiverse.

Zatiel straightened his body after a few seconds and then turned toward the Alpha Universe. He aimed his right hand at it as a golden fireball began to form, channeling the universe’s energy.

The power in Zatiel’s golden fireball soon reached the level where it could do irreversible damage to a super universe, and it just kept growing.

When they saw Zatiel charging that attack, a confused expression appeared in the Prima Universe’s warriors. They had already won the war; there was no need to end the life of the trillions in the Alpha Universe.

Ezequiel and Ragnar were the ones most affected by it. Both had a personal attachment to the Alpha Universe’s life forms, with the first due to Yami’s influence. However, they knew Zatiel was not genocidal and would not butcher a harmless universe.

After a minute, the golden fireball had amassed enough power, and Zatiel fired it toward the Alpha Universe.

The golden fireball immediately reached the Alpha Universe, and the second it made contact, it transformed into a wave that set every single plane and world ablaze.

“My Eternal Flame of Justice will punish all evil in the Alpha Universe. Ezequiel, you can bring the ones that are still alive here. They will be treated like our brothers and sister, and I will not tolerate any form of xenophobia.” Zatiel’s voice was calm but transformed into a force that fused with the current law matrix.

All the Prima Universe’s warriors noticed that and understood that the Alpha-Prima Universe Will would treat the Alpha Universe’s Primorials as native, just like them.

Ezequiel showed a large smile when he heard that and nodded. He had a great debt to Yami; the least he could do was look after the people she loved and once considered family.

Zatiel did not really have an impression of the Alpha Universe, despite this one being his original home, but he would not harm innocents just for the sins of their master.

After sending that golden fireball made with the Eternal Flame of Justice, Zatiel looked to the sky and focused on the Neo-Demon Realm, more accurately, on the giant stars in this one.

The Neo-Demon Ancestor waved his hands, and hundreds of souls emerged from the Neo-Demon Realm’s stars.

“Brothers!” Ragnar could not help but shout as he saw those souls, and he knew they were the Primordials that once fought under the Heavenly Empress.

Zatiel focused on the Primordials’ souls and used the universe’s energy to give them bodies. Generating a complete soul from a single particle was hard, even for him, but reforming bodies was extremely easy.

As the Neo-Demon Ancestor brought those Primordials back to life, he remembered the reason why the Flame Imperator sent them to the Prima Universe.

The Flame Imperator did it under the influence of Endless Darkness, as this one did not want to lose them. Endless Darkness planned to nurture all those souls to their peak state after controlling the Prima Universe and adding them to the feast for his master.

Of course, Zatiel’s plan for those Primordials was simple. He would revive them and let them live like everybody else.

It took only a couple of seconds for Zatiel to reform their bodies, with all of them being at Peak Rank 7. Although he could help them restore to their previous full might, he did not owe them anything and won’t drain in energy on something they could do themselves.

Zatiel let the Primordials gently into the ground before turning toward Ragnar.

“They will wake up in a few hours. You can guide them and explain what happened after their death.”

“Yes, Lord Daybreak. We will never forget your kindness!” Ragnar shouted with devotion born from the bottom of his soul before dashing toward the unconscious Primordials.

After handling the Alpha Universe, Zatiel was ready to begin his long slumber in order to heal, but he saw the light in the eyes of the Prima Universe’s warriors. A desire burned in their hearts, but they did not dare to demand anything from a divine existence like him.

Zatiel knew what they wanted and planned to give it to them after his slumber, but he changed his mind when he saw their eyes.

‘It would have been easier to do it after recovering, but it would be cruel to leave them waiting. Even if this forces me to sleep for a longer time, it will be worth it.’

Zatiel’s eyes glowed with determination as he raised his hands, sending his soul force and bloodline into the sky, slowly forming a samsara wheel.