The Great Hall of the Primordial Empire was silent enough to hear a soul flicker.

Alexander, a Duke who had seen galaxies born and die, stood before the Emperor with a face pale as death.

He didn't speak; he simply let the aura signature of the demon bleed into the air.

The Emperor, usually a pillar of unshakeable gold, watched the dark energy swirl.

Unlike the Duke, his face didn't twist in fear, but his eyes narrowed until they were sharp as daggers.

"This is not the prisoner," the Emperor said, his voice echoing like deep-sea currents.

"The demon under our seal is a beast of shadow. But this... this aura is fundamentally different."

"It is ancient. It is hungry."

Alexander nodded quickly.

"That is the point, Your Highness. This information was sent by a native from a primitive world."

"He was allowed to send it, which means the demon wanted us to see."

"It even hid its name in the vibrations of the aura: Beelzebub. The King of Flies. The Sin of Gluttony."

Alexander's voice lowered to a whisper.

"He isn't taking us seriously. He's using our distress signals as entertainment."

The Emperor stood up.

The golden mist around him vanished, revealing a man who looked like he was carved from a sun.

"I will go to the Ancestor. This threat is out of my league."

As the Emperor moved, the entire Primordial empire began to shake.

Huge war-ships, hidden for eons, began to hum.

The stars themselves seemed to align for battle.

Deep beneath the royal palace, in a place where light had never touched, sat the Great Ancestor.

He was an old man with skin like cracked stone, sitting atop a seal that held another horror.

The aura of Beelzebub reached this deep.

Underneath the stone floor, a muffled, raspy laugh erupted.

A dark-skinned demon, chained by millions of golden runes, looked up.

"His Majesty Beelzebub is here? After all these cycles? Looks like I'll be going out for a walk soon, hahahaha!"

The Ancestor opened his eyes, which were milky white.

He didn't look at the prisoner.

He looked toward the direction of Earth.

"The balance is broken," he whispered.

"The end has a name."

Meanwhile, in a dimension of swirling grey mist, the Chaos Temple stood.

Inside, seven consciousnesses, the masters of the temple, all top-grade Immortal Kings, merged their thoughts.

"One of us, Vartha, is dead," a cold voice stated.

"A Royal Demon has entered the universe."

"If he eats this reality, our origin will be exposed to the Higher Realms."

"We cannot allow him to feed."

The most powerful beings in existence were all moving toward one tiny blue dot in the corner of the galaxy.

Back on Earth, the situation was a nightmare.

Beelzebub hadn't even attacked yet, but the mere release of his demonic energy had already caused half the population of the planet to collapse.

Their life force was being sucked away like mist under a hot sun.

Noah stood in front of the demon, his body trembling.

He was an Immortal Venerable, a god to mortals, yet here he was helpless.

He felt like a child trying to stop a hurricane with a wooden shield.

Then, it happened.

Through the silence of the dying city, Noah heard it.

The sharp, high-pitched cry of a child in a nearby building.

The cry lasted only a second before it was cut short by the suffocating demonic pressure.

Something inside Noah snapped.

It wasn't a slow break; it was an explosion.

The logic that told him he couldn't win, the rationality that told him to wait for Arthur, it all vanished.

His eyes didn't just glow; they turned a deep, blood-red hue of pure madness.

"You... monster," Noah hissed.

Before Beelzebub could mock him, Noah lunged.

He didn't use a sword.

He grabbed the demon's massive obsidian-armored hand.

Instant Teleportation.

In a blur that ignored the laws of physics, the two of them vanished from Earth's atmosphere.

They reappeared millions of light-years away, in a dead sector of the universe filled with nothing but cold gas and empty space.

Beelzebub didn't resist.

He stood in the void, a playful smile on his serrated lips.

"So, you couldn't tolerate it anymore? The ant has found his sting? Are you finally ready to die, little anomaly?"

Noah didn't answer.

He didn't have words left.

He would rather burn his soul to ashes than watch one more person die while he stood still.

Boom!

Noah vanished again, appearing above the demon and slamming his fist down with every ounce of his Immortal Venerable strength.

The blow should have shattered a galaxy.

Beelzebub didn't even move his head.

He caught Noah's punch with a single finger.

"You are not bad for an ant," the demon said, his eyes mocking.

"Truly. In a million years, you might have even scratched my armor."

"Go on. Give me your best shot."

"I want to see the limit of your despair."

Noah became a blur of desperation.

He attacked from the left, the right, the top, the bottom.

He used every forbidden technique he had learned in the Realm of Infinity.

He fired beams of Primordial Light that could melt stars.

But Beelzebub just stood there.

Each attack hit an invisible wall of dark energy and dissipated.

The realm difference was a mountain Noah couldn't climb.

Beelzebub was a half-step into the Transcended Realm.

To him, Noah's attacks felt like being hit by a light breeze.

"My turn," Beelzebub said.

The demon didn't use a technique.

He just threw a simple, straight punch.

Noah's Eye of the Primordial screamed.

He saw the path of the punch, but his body was too slow to react.

The force behind it was so concentrated it didn't just displace space.

It erased it.

CRACK.

Noah's ribs shattered.

He was sent flying through the void, puking golden blood that froze instantly in space.

His consciousness began to flicker like a dying candle.

But Beelzebub wasn't finished.

He appeared beside the flying Noah and began to punch.

Left. Right. Uppercut.

Each strike was enough to break a universe, but Beelzebub controlled the force, keeping it inside Noah's body to maximize the pain.

Noah was no longer fighting back.

He was a ragdoll, his body withering under the demonic touch.

"How do you feel, little anomaly?" Beelzebub laughed maniacally, his voice shaking the stars.

"Do you want to die?"

"Hahahahaha!"

"Kidding!"

"I won't let you die so soon."

"I want to eat your soul while you're still awake to feel it!"

Inside Noah's collapsing chest, the Crown of Destruction, the artifact he had earned through blood and fire, began to glow.

A deep purple light started to pulse, responding to Noah's dying will.

But just as the Crown was about to self-destruct in a final act of spite, something happened.

BOOM!

The entire universe didn't just shake.

It roared.

Beelzebub stopped his assault, his hand still raised for another punch.

Then he felt it.

A sudden, violent tear in the fabric of reality.

A crimson sword, glowing with the light of a billion stars, pierced through the void.

It wasn't aimed at Noah.

It was aimed at Beelzebub's head.

The demon moved with impossible speed, catching the sword just inches from his eyes.

He looked toward the source.

A massive, golden portal had opened.

It was so large it could swallow a sun.

A man stepped out.

He was dressed in silver armor, his cape fluttering in the vacuum of space.

He knelt in the void, but not to the demon.

"Your Majesty! General William is at your service!"

Beelzebub's eyes widened.

"What?"

Then, another portal.

"General Alex is at your service!"

"General Aren is at your service!"

One by one, eleven figures stepped out.

Each one radiated the aura of an Immortal King.

These were warriors who had conquered the lower domain of the Realm of Infinity.

Finally, a final figure stepped out.

He had a lazy smile on his face, but his eyes were sharp as a hawk's.

His aura was terrifying.

A half-step transcended power that rivaled Beelzebub's own.

"Boss," Rudi said, looking at the battered Noah.

"I'm not late, am I?"

But the portals didn't close.

Instead, they expanded.

Thousands, then tens of thousands, then one million soldiers marched out of the rift.

Each and every one of them was an Immortal Venerable.

The void was no longer empty.

It was a sea of silver and gold.

The collective aura of a million high-level beings was so heavy that the stars in the distance began to dim.

It was a force that this universe was never meant to hold.

Beelzebub felt his throat go dry.

"This is impossible... this universe is a backwater."

"Where did these powerhouses come from?"

Then he looked at their faces.

They weren't looking at him with fear.

They were looking at him with the death-glare of a million predators.

They were standing there as if saying: Touch him one more time. We dare you.

Suddenly, the million soldiers and the eleven generals knelt down in unison.

The sound of their knees hitting the "void" was like a clap of thunder that echoed across the galaxy.

"THE EARTH EMPIRE IS WAITING FOR ITS EMPEROR!" they roared.

"WE ARE AT YOUR SERVICE, YOUR MAJESTY, NOAH ALDRIC!"

The moment they spoke his name, a golden thread of light connected every single soldier to Noah.

This was the true power of the Emperor.

In the Realm of Infinity, Noah had built this empire from nothing.

He had given them life, purpose, and strength.

Now, they were giving it back.

1% of the cumulative strength of a million Venerables and eleven Kings and one half step transcended being, flowed into Noah's broken body.

A pillar of pure white light burst from Noah, pushing Beelzebub back.

Noah floated in the center of the light.

His mangled limbs knitting back together in seconds.

His skin glowed like polished marble.

His hair lengthened, flowing like a river of silver.

His aura didn't just increase.

It flooded the sector.

Noah opened his eyes.

They were no longer red with madness.

They were a calm, too calm.

The Crown of Destruction flew out of his chest and landed softly on his head.

The white light turned into a violent, royal purple.

Beelzebub, the King of Flies, the Great Demon of Gluttony, suddenly felt his knees buckle.

The pressure radiating from Noah was no longer "mortal" or "immortal."

It was the pressure of a God.

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