The number of natives could be counted in the millions, so the amount of time needed for all of them to pass through the World Gate would be a little long. Luckily they were all Rank 0 life forms, so the energy needed for them to travel to the Magi World would be less than the one used by Rank 4 Magi.
Zatiel left a fragment of his consciousness monitoring the exodus of the Magi Invader Force and the natives before taking a step forward and disappearing from the sky above the Fornes continent.
The next instant, the Neo-Demon appeared hundreds of thousands of kilometers deep into the Beta Heavenly World. A solemn expression appeared on his face since, despite the great power he controlled now, the next task would force him to display all of his might.
He was currently in the core of the Beta Heavenly World. Rivers of molten metals with a temperature higher than the surface of a Low World's sun were rotating around a giant sphere full of golden liquid covered by a white membrane. The runic lines that covered the sky, ocean, and surface of the world had also reached this place.
The golden liquid was pure Origin Power, and it was the life force and origin of the Beta Heavenly World. The white membrane could be considered a shield, and its defensive might was so great that even a strike carrying the full power of a Rank 7 life form would find it hard to harm it.
The Neo-Demon stared at the golden liquid for a moment before looking away. His soul was too weak to absorb even a wisp of the world's origin, not to mention that consuming it indiscriminately would shorten this world's life and make its advance to a High World almost impossible.
The sphere of golden liquid released radiation powerful enough to melt Rank 4 life forms in a matter of seconds, but most of its energy was stopped by the membrane that surrounded it. What passed through the membrane was also considered Origin Power, but its quality was hundreds of times inferior to the one inside the world's origin. However, it was this energy that nurtured every life form in the world and also the power that Soul Forging, Law Engraving, and Soul Law Domain existences used to nourish their True Souls.
The Neo-Demon's consciousness was concentrated in the area around him. The power and pressure it generated were so strong that it froze time, and the rivers of molten metals halted their movements. Zatiel's eyes narrowed as he focused on the location he had obtained from Martin's mind.
There were only two things that were not frozen in time. One was the world's origin, and the other was a drop of blood that was constantly rotating and swallowing Origin Power.
The drop of blood was the Garden of Creation. The one constructed by an Archangel with the Shooting Star bloodline. There was a powerful cloaking spell around it, and finding it without knowing its exact location would be extremely hard and take a lot of time.
Although his eyes could not notice them, Zatiel could perceive the eighty-one feathers flying around the drop of blood. The Black Hole Runic Set gave him immensely powerful physical abilities, but his eyes could not see those feathers.
Zatiel walked until he was one hundred meters away from the drop of blood. A cold light filled his eyes as he concentrated on the feathers. Even though all of them only had power equal to the peak of Rank 4, the Neo-Demon knew that the reason for that was the seal the Archangel left in them to stop the World Consciousness from recognizing them as a threat.
And that was not all since in the feathers there was a piece of consciousness belonging to the Being of Laws that built the garden. It was not able to perform complex thoughts, but it would react to any danger that was great enough to put in danger the life of the Archangel inside the Garden of Creation.
Leaving this type of defense inside a Middle World may seem too much, but each Garden of Creation would give birth to an Archangel. This level of protection was normal for someone who could reach Rank 7.
This layer of protection was a secret that not even the seven Angelic Paragons who guarded the Garden of Creation knew about. Truthfully, The Seven were just a smokescreen meant to give the illusion the Archangel was only guarded by a bunch of Rank 4 life forms.
Zatiel closed his eyes and focused his mind on the black hole around him. A pulse of energy was released from the shadow robe and fused into the black hole. This happened over and over again, and although no change could be seen in the black hole, layers of unimaginable power were accumulating inside it.
A few minutes after every single member of the Magi Invader Force and the natives left this world, Zatiel opened his eyes, and in them, a monstrous battle spirit could be seen.
The Neo-Demon took a step forward, and the instant he did that, he felt that the world turned grey. Zatiel could not move his body but was still able to think and perceive his surroundings.
His consciousness showed him how in this grey world where everything was in a stagnant state, the feathers around the drop of blood fused and formed a man. He had black hair, a beautiful face, and a body with just the right amount of muscle. The most shocking thing about him was the eight white wings filled with silver lines that came out from his back.
His eyes were empty, showing the lack of a soul. The only thing this man recognized was the threat to the Garden of Creation that was in front of him.
He flashed to Zatiel's direction, and although it appeared as if it was taking him a long time to cross the one hundred meter between them, he was actually moving faster than time itself.
'The fastest bloodline that exists in the universe, the Archangel's Shooting Star bloodline!.' That thought appeared on Zatiel's mind as he saw the man's fist approaching his face.
The power in that fist may not appear impressive or carry majestic lights, but due to its speed, once it connected, the damage it would generate was more than enough to pulverize an entire continent.
Despite the danger he was facing, Zatiel was calm. The Neo-Demon waited until the man entered the range of the black hole, and then his eyes glowed.
'666 LAYERED ABYSSAL WAVES!'
In the black hole, a power so great was released that it was able to act in the grey world, where only the Archangel's incarnation could move.
Every pulse of power Zatiel had accumulated inside the black hole was released at once. The Archangel's incarnation was caught in pressure so immense that his speed began to slow down more and more.
The grey world vanished once the Archangel's incarnation speed became slower, and Zatiel's body was finally able to react to his opponent.
The fist kept moving forward, but right before it was able to land, the Neo-Demon managed to grab the neck of the Archangel's incarnation.
"Not fast enough!" Zatiel's eyes were filled with killing intent as he squeezed the neck of his opponent and then teleported both away from the core of the Beta Heavenly World.
The Neo-Demon brought them right above the Crystal Wall. Zatiel could not move farther away since he would lose his connection with the World Consciousness and control over the world's Origin Power. He also needed to maintain himself close enough so the power of the World Cloak would continue hiding him and blocking any signal the Archangel's incarnation could generate.
The Archangel's incarnation showed no expression on his face, despite withstanding a pressure that was about to crush him. Realizing he could not win, the energy inside the incarnating began to gather and was about to explode.
Zatiel knew that that would happen and acted immediately. The black hole began to spin, and all the energy that had been released inside it transformed into gravitational force.
The Archangel's incarnation was assaulted by a temperature of hundreds of millions of degrees above absolute zero, while spacetime twisted in forms that could not be described with words.
Despite being protected by the Crystal Wall, the energy generated by the black hole provoked storms that covered the entire Beta Heavenly World. Fires filled every continent, and the oxygen reached temperatures that would burn the lungs of a Rank 0 life form.
Luckily for the world, the black hole became calm one second later. Zatiel was regulating his breath in the center of the black hole. The Archangel's incarnation, on the other hand, was compressed into oblivion.
'I used almost thirteen percent of the power stored inside the Black Hole Runic Set. To have left an incarnation so powerful, he must have created his own Omega Law.' Zatiel did not waste more time thinking about the power of his enemy and returned to the core of the Beta Heavenly World.
