Abyssal Lord of the Magi World

The Sacred Kings were amazed and full of wonder as they saw the burst in power from the Samsara Thearch.

Although the loss of the Emptiness Thearch and Revenge Thearch was a heavy price, everybody here was ready to give their life for the Daybreak Universe, so there was nothing but resolution in their hearts.

However, before they could get too thrilled, shock and terror appeared in their hearts when they saw Nihilak's third eye split open, revealing a new crystal with white flames capable of a final Reality Override Spell.

No matter how much your power rises or the level of destruction you could unleash, the only way to counter a Reality Override Spell was a force at the same level.

Zatiel had already used the power of his White Sun Pupil when he countered the Nihilak's Regeneration of Body and Soul, so there was no way to stop the spell.

Of course, regardless of its nature, none of the Sacred Kings believe that the Harbinger of Desolation would be powerful enough to kill Zatiel. They all watched with dread as they waited to see what kind of spell Nihilak would unleash and how the Samsara Thearch would counter it.

Unlike the Sacred Kings and every other warrior of the Daybreak Universe watching him, the Samsara Thearch's eyes were calm, even as Nihilak appeared before him, triggering the spell.

The Harbinger of Desolation did not know what was happening, why his heart and soul were so full of fear, or why Zatiel could remain so calm, but he was confident that everything would be fine upon the release of the next spell. He extended both hands as the power of the white flames on his third eye burst.

"Reality Override Spell: Eternal Beyonder Prison!"

Reality trembled as Nihilak uttered those words, with space-time turning dark as waves of dark gravitational force flooded the parallel dimension.

The Sacred King perceived the flow of time freezing inside the parallel dimension, but Zatiel knew it was much more than that.

Nihilak's spell did more than just freeze time. It forced the dimension into a state where time no longer exists!

Even for Fourth Real life forms, trying to comprehend a dimension where time did not exist was nearly impossible. One was born in time, and trying to leave it was something only a divine existence capable of ignoring every cosmic and natural rule could unleash.

Nihilak could not control that power; he could only release it. That was the final trump card the Beyonder had left inside him, but it was not meant for this place as it was supposed to be used during their assault on the tower at the center of reality.

However, Nihilak's instincts had warned him of the danger he faced, so for the first time in his life, he broke the rules put in place by his master and used a power that was supposed to target Eternals.

For a second, the eyes of the Harbinger of Desolation seemed to lose their focus as he began to utter an incantation.

"Enclosing shroud of confinement. Arrogant prison of lunacy! Constrict and resist! Grow rigid and falter! Interrupt freedom! Confining sovereign of flesh! Endlessly self-constraining sculpture of clay! Unify! Reject! Envelop in an enclosure without time and acknowledge your own limitations!"

That voice was full of ancientness, one that Nihilak could not unleash, one that belonged to his master.

Zatiel's eyes narrowed as he heard the voice of the Beyonder through Nihilak, and the next thing he saw was darkness closing upon him.

Space began to twist, and the Sacred Kings saw with shock and terror how hundreds of thousands of dark dimensions assembled around Zatiel as space itself wrapped around him, taking the form of a majestic dark box.

The Samsara Thearch felt the pressure of a billion black holes fall upon his shoulders as the dark box closed in, but there was nothing in his eyes but peace as he stared back at Nihilak.

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMM!"

A dark shock wave emerged the moment the dark box was completed, and its impact was so immense that all parallel dimensions crumbled, pushing all warriors into the main plane of the Emptiness.

No matter how great or small, every single battle between the Daybreak Universe and the Beyonder Army stopped. All eyes turned up as they stared at the dark box.

The Samsara Thearch was still alive, but he was not trapped inside a spell that none of them could even understand, much less expect to break.

While the Pride Thearch was not dead, he had fallen into a coma due to the damage to his soul, so there was no one who could face Nihilak anymore!

The Harbinger of Desolation was having a hard time regulating the bursting energy inside his body, but finally, all the dread and terror in his heart faded as he gazed at the majestic dark box.

Defeating Zatiel was no longer a choice, but he could trap this one while taking care of the rest of the Daybreak Universe and wait until the arrival of the Beyonder.

Killing intent and coldness burst into Nihilak's soul as he turned his eyes toward the Sacred King, showing a chilling smile.

"You have lost!"

Nihilak made his energy explode along with those words, flooding the Emptiness with it. He had received many wounds and burned a considerable part of his soul, but there was still a significant amount of power left in him and no one to stop him.

"The war is over, and your fate is sealed. Your memory will cease to exist, and your destiny will be consumed by the One Above All."

Nihilak showed a sadistic smile as he stared at the warriors of the Daybreak Universe. He had paid such a horrible price for this victory that he did not know what the Beyonder would do with him, but before that, he would unleash his wrath.

"You should kneel and beg..."

"CRACK!"

Before the Harbinger of Desolation could finish his words, he heard a shattering sound and turned around only to see a hand breaking the dark box to pieces!