After the era of the divine wars ended, the gods and demons that once roamed the earth began to hide their traces.
Some plotted in darkness, scheming over the grand scheme of things, while others spread their faith within the Divine Kingdoms they established. There were also some in terrible condition, forced to sleep in all sorts of states.
Though the reason was unknown, there was one thing that these powerful beings had to abide by.
Gods and demons were not to intervene in the affairs of the Human Realm arbitrarily.
Even divine descents, over the past thousands of years, were extremely rare occasions.
Each occurrence would stir up a massive upheaval across the entire continent, even leading to changes in the world's structure.
Yet now, within the mountain range of a frontier place like Orn City, a very rare divine descent was unfolding right before their eyes.
Because Lynn was not praying across the river of time to Him, but calling for the King of Cruelty at this current moment in time.
Thus, His mighty and terrifying will descended from the sky unhindered, pouring into Lynn's body like a demon.
An angry roar, like the tolling of a giant bell, resounded through the entire sky!
The vast mountain range, stretching to the ends of the earth, trembled and moaned!
At the moment when they felt the brutal and ferocious aura, all animals, beasts, and even Extraordinary Creatures in the mountains, along with every living being, were instantly stripped of consciousness, falling to the ground.
Furthermore, the barrier that originally sealed the Soron Mountain Range from top to bottom also showed web-like cracks instantaneously.
No creature could maintain a stance, awaiting the arrival of the legendary High-dimensional Demon.
Not to mention... Lynn himself.
The instant when the King of Cruelty's consciousness and power descended, his body cracked like porcelain, covered in fissures and blood, staggering backwards.
He began to grow taller, his body sprouted icy black scales, his muscles bulged, and sharp spikes violently erupted from his joints.
The moment that will entered Lynn's mind, he felt as if his vision transcended time and space, watching apocalyptic visions not of this dimension.
The wails and roars of billions of the dead, a vortex of the Endless Demon Abyss sweeping across the earth, towering columns stretching to the heavens, and... the shadow of the Demon, massive enough to block out the sun, perched at the pinnacle of the tallest column.
In Its crimson eyes seemed to hide all the rage and cruelty of the world.
Merely at a glance, Lynn's eyes exploded!
Accompanied by the awakening of unparalleled Demon Power within him, the King of Cruelty's will instantly took over his brain.
Lynn felt himself gradually losing control of his body.
He seemed like a spectator, witnessing his own hands, feet, arms, and neck become foreign to him.
It was an utterly horrifying transformation.
The next second, he unexpectedly let out a low, hoarse roar uncontrollably.
"How... do you want to die?"
At this moment, a trace of the King of Cruelty Kushustan's will had completely taken over Lynn's body.
He lowered his head, looking at the sharp claws of his hands as they moved back and forth.
But for some reason, there seemed to be a slight trembling accompanying this process.
He hadn't expected this ant's will to be stronger than imagined.
Although it was only a trace of His consciousness, it was definitely not something a First Rank Transcendent could withstand.
The woman's voice, suppressed with pain and anger, suddenly came through.
Kushustan looked back instinctively.
On the ground in the distance lay a somewhat awkward female figure.
She was dressed in a black gown, her face marked with ugly, terrifying Curse Marks.
Somehow, this being, who should have been called a monster, was weakly propping herself up on her arms, trying time and again to rise from the ground.
Her pale cheek was already wet with tears.
The woman fell for the eighteenth time, covered in dust and blood, but for the nineteenth time, she supported her numb body, attempting to stagger to her feet and approach the boy who had already lost all human form.
"You... get out of here!" she wept silently, her expression angry and helpless as she looked at him, "Otherwise, I'll..."
Kushustan had no interest in this inexplicable tragic drama.
The impulse rising within him made him wish to immediately tear this ant's body into pieces and imprison his soul in the deepest depths of the Endless Demon Abyss for ten thousand years.
Never had anyone dared to commit such blasphemy against Him.
But just then, He felt the facial muscles of this body uncontrollably forming a painful yet gentle smile.
Simultaneously, His supposedly controlled throat and lips began to emit strange syllables.
"Rest... assured... Your Highness..."
"All of this... will soon be... over..."
Accompanied by the sound of flesh tearing, the woman in the distance saw the youth hoist his sharp beast claws high...
Then ruthlessly plunge them into his own heart.
"Yes, it will be over soon," Kushustan growled lowly, "after I've torn you to shreds completely."
When Ivyst saw the figure that should have been on the return train appearing before her, her heart seemed to stop beating in that instant.