Nayr and Hibria were completely frozen, terrified by the sudden changes. Everything had turned upside down in the blink of an eye, and now, the fearsome heroes—the very ones who had captured them and forced them into this world against their will—stood before them, clearly harboring ill intent.
Even so, they instinctively felt that this was somehow connected to the couple who had helped them so much. A wave of pain washed over them; the last thing they wanted was to become a burden.
Facing the heroes, a spark of defiance lit up in their eyes. Not just in theirs, but in all the draconic beasts present. Though they lacked intelligence, they had loyalty in abundance, and their instincts were razor-sharp.
"What?" The heroes noticed and were surprised.
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Alm and Bruno had taken full advantage of the opportunity to train those beasts. Naturally, they had removed all the control imposed over them; now, they were no longer completely submissive to the heroes.
"Good, it seems he really got in contact with you," the red-haired demon remarked with a sinister grin.
The blood golems, however, hadn’t had the same treatment. They were still controlled, standing completely still and silent.
At that moment, all the draconic beasts activated their bloodlines, and the energy of their life forces began to boil.
The heroic demon laughed loudly. "Oh? You want to kill yourselves? Hahaha, how ridiculous, you all..."
He stopped mid-sentence, suddenly cut off. In the eyes of all those beasts, dragon blood ignited with a supreme, primordial power.
The technique Ruri had given them came directly from the Chaos Dragon. Since the beasts were far too dumb to learn through meditation, it wasn’t worth giving them basic techniques and leveling them up gradually. They would learn through battle, using their own bodies and blood. That’s why Yinou decided to give them a technique of the highest level.
It wasn’t something someone talented could necessarily master. It demanded a supreme will capable of defying the heavens and standing above them, as a dragon should.
She hadn’t hoped they’d master it quickly, nor even that they’d ever fully succeed. However, if they could absorb even a fraction of it, the gains would be immense.
And at that moment, the pride and will of all of them burned alongside their thin draconic bloodlines.
It was all so sudden, and the heroes were caught off guard. Then, Hibria and Nayr gave a single synchronized command:
"Destroy!"
*BOOM!*
All the bloodline, life, and soul of those creatures exploded in a devastating surge of draconic power.
From the moment the heroes arrived to the explosion, it all happened in two seconds. They couldn’t react, as they hadn’t expected this. They were used to seeing everyone bow before them, but these beasts didn’t submit as expected, and the blood of a dragon couldn’t be dominated so easily.
The blood golems, which were too close and completely suppressed by the heroes, were caught in the destruction. Without any chance to defend themselves, they were reduced to ashes.
"What the hell…" muttered the human dryly, without showing desperation. "Capture their soul fragments quickly. This power isn’t enough to destroy them completely."
For the heroes, it was just going to take a little longer. They’d have to collect the fragments, read the memories, and piece the puzzle together. The fugitive wasn’t among them, but there was nowhere for him to run; with so many fragments, they could get the bigger picture.
They waved indifferently, sweeping away the furious energy and using their own powers to pull the fragments in. But suddenly, their eyes widened, and they turned...
**RUMBLE**
The entire small world trembled violently. Spatial laws descended into chaos. All the heroic power they’d used to seal the place… was under attack!
"SEAL IT, NOW!" the heroes roared in unison, throwing everything they had into it without hesitation.
A crack had formed in the domain. However, there were ten thousand immortals. Despite the shock, and even with the domain damaged, they restored it quickly, preventing any escape.
It didn’t even take a second for everything to return to normal. The tiny crack was instantly sealed; it was impossible for anyone to have escaped.
After letting out heavy sighs, they turned back, but all of them were stunned. There were no soul fragments left.
And, in their place, they saw a solitary round figure. Yet, though they could see it, they couldn’t sense it. How was that even possible?
Suddenly, the figure opened its eyes. It was as if the only light in the world flowed from them. A brilliant, celestial radiance erupted, suffocating all the heroes instantly. In that moment, they felt invaded, and then… all of them fell from the skies, plummeting toward the ground.
*Bang!*
The glorious immortal heroes had completely lost their connection to the heavenly laws, all their heroic power was sealed, and the strength of their cultivation was suppressed within their bodies. Shocked, they fell, kicking up clouds of dust as they hit the ground.
When they got up, stunned, they saw the round figure staring at them coldly, their eyes still shining like celestial stars.
"Come on, you bastards. Did you really think I’d run away? Today, your immortality ends."
The round figure spoke coldly, and on their fists, two Yin and Yang tattoos pulsed. A long, radiant spear materialized in their hands. At that moment, all the heroes swallowed hard, their hearts pounding like war drums.
What was this? They felt something they couldn’t even recall experiencing before—perhaps, long ago. It was the weight of death pressing down on them.
Alm and Bruno snorted, their souls automatically fusing. Their celestial souls were energized by the fragments of heroic cores, stolen from that demoness. But... there were ten thousand immortal heroes.
One of them alone was like an annoying fly they could squash with a bit of effort. A hundred might, with luck, find an opportunity to kill them. But so many? Simply impossible. Even when pushing the celestial soul to its limits, all they could manage was to suppress the heroes’ power and cultivation… and only for a few minutes.
Right now, the heroes couldn’t circulate Qi or activate their inner laws, much less use their heroic power. However, they were still immortals, with supreme bodies, and…
The sound of blades being drawn echoed.
All the heroes unsheathed their immortal weapons, and unsurprisingly, every single one was of Legendary Divine rank. On top of that, runic seals of sharpening, enchantment, and repulsion were clearly visible. These weren’t simple weapons or seals but masterpieces crafted by the God of the Forge—extremely high-level items.
In the end, these were ten thousand highly experienced warriors in every sense. Heavily armed, with immortal cultivation bodies, against a lone figure now shrouded in an eerie aura.
Pure Yin and Yang energy swirled around the whale. The spear spun.
"KILL!" the red-haired demon roared, and they all attacked in unison, swarming the whale from every direction.
Even that ex-missionary joined in. He had no heroic power but carried the will of the queen within him, which was equally suppressed.
The round figure smirked wickedly. Liumi was planted into the ground, and just as everyone got within five meters, their hand moved, grasping at the void.
In the next second… a colossal sword blade materialized, gripped firmly.
Celestial blue flames ignited along the massive blade, and the sheer weight fractured the ground beneath them, sending spiderweb cracks spreading outward.
A Feather Weight seal activated, and despite its colossal size, the weapon spun with such speed and force it seemed made of wood.
**RUMBLE!**
Those in the frontlines had no time to dodge; it was as if a cosmic giant had struck them.
Time and space fractured along with the swing. The blade cut in an arc, leaving the heroes in the rear wide-eyed.
Celestial flames erupted into towering pillars, engulfing hundreds. At the same time, explosions rippled through the backlines, spreading the flames like a divine punishment.
Agonized screams filled the air. The flames multiplied tenfold, a hundredfold, a thousandfold within moments.
Meanwhile, a feline growl sounded, and the earth split open. It was as if a forest of metallic thorns erupted from the ground, consuming the heroes.
"Vorion," the round figure leapt as Fides was sheathed. A black saber appeared in their hand, and the Heavy Weight and Diffuser seals activated once more.
"Decimating the Heavens!"
**KABOOM!**
The entire small world was engulfed in waves of destruction, like an apocalypse unleashed.
In an instant, nearly a third of the heroes were caught by the celestial flames, the metallic thorns, or the saber’s devastating power.
They wouldn’t die from that, but the pain and damage were severe. Without the ability to use their heroic power or any other skill, they could only groan, unable to stabilize themselves or fight back.
"USE THE SEALS! ATTACK IN SYNCHRONY!"
The human ex-missionary, who had remained unscathed, shouted, rallying the heroes. They all kept calm but were undeniably tense. No one there was young or inexperienced; they had fought more battles than they could count.
But what stood before them… they could see it with their eyes, yet they couldn’t comprehend what it was or the limits of its power. A primal fear made their hands tremble as they gripped their weapons tightly.
Focusing entirely on the round figure descending to the ground, their weapons pulsed, and the runic seals began to activate.
"DIE!" They charged toward him, shouting to shake off their own insecurity, ready to unleash their weapons’ full power, but...
The round figure cracked a faint, wicked smile. On his shoulders, two ethereal feline figures appeared—one black, one white—both with eyes glowing like radiant stars.
The white feline growled, "Inner Sanctuary."
The black one murmured, "Abyss of the Soul."
The round figure sighed as the techniques of both his weapons activated and fused. The Karmic Domain took shape, instantly trapping all the heroes within.
Alm and Bruno tapped into their deepest knowledge of runic seals, pulling off something only someone as skilled as the God of the Forge himself could achieve. Within this domain, they completely nullified the runic seals on the heroes’ weapons.
"DIE!"
Suddenly, a spear pierced straight through the center of the heroes’ formation, as if an intangible shadow with no fixed form guided it.
The spear shot forward, spinning violently. The heroes tried to raise their weapons to block it, but on first contact, a perfectly unified Yin and Yang energy surged into their bodies, shattering their defenses.
Screams of pain and sprays of blood echoed as the heroes were sent flying.
Liumi, thanks to their soul cultivation and the new power gained upon reaching the Legendary Divine level, could attack on their own. Their internal power had been granted by Alm and Bruno and was the result of the abnormal union of the two polarities created by the tattoo.
Although their energy depleted quickly, while it lasted, Liumi’s attacks were overwhelming. Not even an immortal body could easily defend against them.
Within minutes, chaos reigned. The round figure alternated between Fides and Vorion, striking only with raw power and the enhancements of runic seals. Meanwhile, the two weapon souls maintained control of the domain.
The heavy sword swept through the battlefield like a colossal titan, shoving back the swarm of heroes and igniting terror with its blazing flames.
Vorion, on the other hand, struck like the fangs of a feral beast, tearing through everything in its path. The strange Yin energy radiating from the blade made it impossible for the heroes to block its strikes. They could only dodge—or be struck and suffer excruciating wounds.
After five minutes, two-thirds of the heroes were gravely injured. Their bodies lay mutilated, engulfed in unrelenting Celestial Flames, writhing in agony. An immortal body? Indestructible? Where?
And yet, the heroes began to feel the force suppressing their powers gradually weaken.
"Hold on! He can’t keep this up for more than two minutes!" a hero roared, rallying the others.
In the end, despite the injuries, the cries of pain, and the chaos, no one had died. They were simply rendered unable to fight, forced back by the relentless barrage. Their wounds would heal in seconds once they regained their power.
Liumi returned to its wielder, who gripped the spear firmly. This time, however, they chose not to feed it any more energy for another attack.
From within the inventory space, Ruri opened her eyes.
"Master, it’s done. I couldn’t take control of the entire area, but I managed to secure the branch formation of this small world."
Alm and Bruno nodded in approval. She had worked quickly enough to complete the task in time.
Earlier, they had struck the heroic domain using the Duality of Shadows law. It had caused only minor damage—nothing anyone could notice—but it was enough to let a tiny fragment of her divine soul slip through.
"What’s the plan, Master? Are we heading for that planet?" Ruri asked anxiously.
’No, that won’t work. We must kill all these heroes and cover everything up. We also need to reach that place without being noticed...’ they replied coldly in her mind. Ruri swallowed hard, unable to grasp how they would accomplish such a feat.
’There’s still time. I’m keeping all these heroes suppressed. Collapse this entire world and destroy everything within it. They won’t be able to defend themselves—not even immortals can survive that.’
Ruri jolted in shock. "But... where will we escape to?"
’We won’t escape. We’ll remain in the center of the destruction. It’ll last for a long time, and only with immense effort and patience will the other heroes be able to stabilize it.’
Their response left Ruri pale. Destruction on this level... staying in the midst of it to hide? Not even immortals could survive that. How could they?
’Let’s see if our fate is strong enough or not,’ they concluded, as if reading her thoughts. Clearly, even they didn’t know how this would end.