Void was stunned by his stats. They had changed once more, and the mont he truly processed them, a slow, dangerous smile crept onto his face.
So this was imasurable strength.
Not a number.
Not a limit.
But a state.
In a sense, it wasn't infinity, it was irrelevance.
Power so dense that asurent itself beca aningless.
Void exhaled slowly.
And then he looked up.
Five Quasi–Rank 4 angels hovered before him, their golden armor gleaming amid the fractured sixth layer of space, their expressions no longer calm… but tight. Guarded. Alert.
Perfect.
"Well then," Void muttered softly, cracking his neck as black fire rolled across his shoulders.
"I suppose I should test it."
The angels moved first.
Not because they were reckless but because hesitation ant death.
The angel wielding the Origin of Ti raised his hand.
"Temporal Severance."
The sixth layer of space froze.
Not slowed.
Not restrained.
Frozen.
Ti halted across trillions of mythological unit . Broken debris, drifting blood, collapsing ruins, everything locked in place as if existence itself had been paused.
Then..
The angel of Space twisted his weapon.
"Spatial Collapse."
Reality folded inward.
The frozen space compressed into a singular point, layers upon layers of dinsions stacked and crushed together. The laws governing distance, direction, and separation shattered simultaneously.
The angel of Destiny's eyes glowed silver.
"Fated Termination."
Invisible threads surged forward, lines of causality woven directly into Void's existence. These threads didn't aim for his body.
They aid for outcos.
A future where Void survived was being erased.
At the sa ti..
The angel of Destruction roared.
"Divine Obliteration!"
A spear of pure annihilation ford, composed not of energy but of anti-existence. Anything it touched would not explode.
It would cease.
The angel of Wind moved last.
Silent. Deadly.
A domain unfolded around Void, stripping resistance, montum, and stability from everything within it. Even concepts were dragged, shredded, and dispersed by endless storms.
Five Origins.
Five absolute attacks.
Executed perfectly.
From the perspective of any Rank 3 being or lower this wasn't a battle.
It was an execution.
And yet...
Void stood there.
Unmoving.
The frozen ti cracked.
Crk.
Then shattered.
Void stepped forward.
The temporal prison exploded into fragnts as ti scread and restarted violently, backlash ripping through the angel of Ti, sending blood spraying from his mouth as his wings convulsed.
"What...?!"
Void's fist moved.
Not fast.
Not slow.
Just… inevitable.
It passed through folded space.
The spatial compression collapsed inward on itself, detonating like a dying universe as Void's punch landed squarely on the chest of the angel of Space.
BOOOOOOM!!!!
Golden armor caved in.
Ribs shattered.
The angel was sent hurtling backward, smashing through three collapsed universes ruins before crashing into the remains of a dead Rank 4 being .
Void didn't stop.
The threads of Destiny wrapped around his arms, legs, neck trying to bind outcos, rewrite fate.
Void glanced down.
"Fate?"
He clenched his fist as the threads burned not with fire but with rejection.
Void's Law of Infinity surged as fate fractured, destiny scread.
The angel of Destiny vomited blood as his eyes ruptured, silver light leaking out as his wings spasd uncontrollably.
"This… this is impossible..!"
Void vanished.
The angel of Destruction barely had ti to react as void appeared before him, his expression cold. Stretching his hand , void grabbed the spear bare-handed. The spear scread as the origin of destruction howled as Void's grip tightened.
Cracks spread across the weapon.
Void twisted.
SNAP.
The spear shattered into nothingness.
Void's knee rose.
It struck the angel's abdon.
The impact folded the sixth layer of space inward, shockwaves rippling outward, annihilating ruins, dead worlds, and drifting fragnts of galaxies alike.
The angel of Destruction scread as his core cracked, divine blood spraying in every direction as his body was launched downward, smashing through dinsional layers like paper.
The angel of Wind finally moved.
His domain intensified.
Pressure multiplied endlessly.
Storms capable of shredding Rank 4 beings tore through space, stripping laws, grinding origins , reducing everything to drifting particles.
Void stood still, then took a step forward as the storm parted.
Not resisted.
Parted.
Void walked through the domain as if strolling through mist.
He appeared before the angel of Wind.
The angel's eyes widened in pure terror.
Void backhanded him.
The sound wasn't loud.
It was final.
The angel's face shattered. His wings snapped. His body spun violently, smashing into the broken remains of a universe and tearing it apart entirely.
Silence fell.
Not peace.
Shock.
The five Quasi–Rank 4 angels hovered—or rather, struggled to hover.
Blood poured from cracked armor.
Wings were torn.
Cores fractured.
Their expressions were no longer calm.
They were horrified.
"H–He crushed us…"
"This isn't power… this is taboo…"
The angel of Ti coughed violently, clutching his chest.
"How… how can a Quasi–Rank 4 overpower Origins so completely…?"
Void turned slowly.
Black fire coiled around his body.
His aura expanded.
The sixth layer of space moaned.
Entire sections collapsed under pressure alone.
Void's eyes burned with abyssal light.
"You brought Origins," he said calmly.
"So did I."
His body ignited.
Primordial Demon Bloodline surged.
The Origin of Fire roared to life, no longer heat but existence-consuming fla.
Destruction surged, climbing rapidly.
80%…
85%…
88%…
Death followed.
92%…
94%…
The angels felt it.
True death.
Not destruction.
Not annihilation.
End.
Void stepped forward.
Each step shattered laws.
Each breath crushed space.
"You wanted execution?" Void said softly.
"Then witness it."
The angels tried to retreat.
Space folded.
Ti distorted.
Destiny scread.
It didn't matter.
Void was already there.
One punch.
One kick.
One grip.
Physical strength alone obliterated divine defenses.
Origin against Origin, Void overwheld them.
Law against Law, Void crushed them.
Elent against Elent
Void devoured them.
By the ti the sixth layer of space stabilized, barely holding together..
Five angels floated helplessly.
Broken.
Bleeding.
Their cores cracked.
Their wings torn.
Their expressions empty with disbelief.
"This… this shouldn't exist…" one whispered weakly.
Void hovered before them.
Calm.
Dominant.
Absolute.
"This," Void replied coldly,
"is what happens when Heaven arrives too late."
And far above.., the cosmos trembled for the Book of Death had recorded sothing new.
Not a na.
A warning.
BOOK OF DEATH — LIVE HEAVEN RECORD
[ Autonomous Artifact Activated ]
[ Causality Observation: ON ]
[ Fate Tracking: OVERRIDDEN ]
Target: Primordial Demon — VOID
Status: ❖ ACTIVE ❖
⟦ Updating… ⟧
⟦ Updating… ⟧
Recorded Rank: Quasi–Rank 4 (Peak)
Actual Power Output: ❖ UNASURABLE ❖
⟦ ERROR ⟧
⟦ Rank Scaling Failed ⟧
Anomaly Detected:
• Physical strength exceeds recorded paraters
• Origin suppression ineffective
• Law interference rejected
• Fate line severed
⟦ Recalculating Threat Index… ⟧
EVENT LOG ; REAL TI
⟦ Quasi–Rank 4 Angel Unit ×5 ⟧
⟦ Status: ENGAGED ⟧
⟦ Angel Unit #1 ⟧
Origin: Ti
⟦ Status Update ⟧
→ Temporal Lock: FAILED
→ Divine Body Integrity: 38% → 12%
→ Core Stability: CRITICAL
⟦ Angel Unit #2 ⟧
Origin: Space
→ Spatial Severance: IGNORED
→ Dinsional Control: OVERRIDDEN
→ Wings: SEVERED
⟦ Angel Unit #3 ⟧
Origin: Destiny
→ Destiny Rewrite: REJECTED
→ Causality Anchor: SHATTERED
→ Soul Damage: IRREVERSIBLE
⟦ Angel Unit #4 ⟧
Origin: Wind
→ Mobility Advantage: NULLIFIED
→ Divine Speed: OUTCLASSED
⟦ Angel Unit #5 ⟧
Origin: Destruction
→ Origin Clash: SUPPRESSED
→ Feedback Damage: SEVERE
⟦ Angel Survival Probability ⟧
0.0003%
⟦ Updating… ⟧
***
VOID :OBSERVATION NOTES
• Combat conducted without reliance on Origins
• Physical force alone collapsing divine constructs
• Law absorption detected
• Soul consumption ongoing
⟦ WARNING ⟧
⟦ WARNING ⟧
Observed Phenonon:
Target exhibiting Taboo-Existence traits
Causality refusing to bind
Reality yielding instinctively
⟦ Reclassification Required ⟧
THREAT LEVEL UPDATE
Previous Classification: Existential Threat
⟶ INSUFFICIENT
⟦ NEW CLASSIFICATION ⟧
❖ CALAMITY-CLASS EXISTENCE ❖
⟦ Probability Projection ⟧
If Target reaches Rank 4:
→ Heaven Casualties: >70%
→ Law Collapse: POSSIBLE
→ Book of Death Authority: UNSTABLE
⟦ If Target reaches Rank 5 ⟧
→ BOOK OF DEATH DESTRUCTION ;POSSIBLE
⟦ ERGENCY OVERRIDE ⟧
FINAL LIVE DIRECTIVE
HEAVEN-WIDE MOBILIZATION AUTHORIZED ..
All Archangels : AWAKE
All Seals: RELEASE
All Prohibitions :LIFTED
VOID MUST NOT BE ALLOWED TO ADVANCE.
⟦ If elimination fails ⟧
⟦ Heaven prepares for extinction ⟧
LAST RECORDED LINE: UNAUTHORIZED ADDITION
[ The Book of Death hesitated ]
"This na… should never have been written."
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