In the Void Beyond the Second Realm, a vast Divine Kingdom floated—majestic, terrible, alive with billions of worshippers. Its people prayed with reverence, awe, and devotion toward the figure said to dwell in the castle at the very heart of the realm. For many years, the kingdom had stood in silence, its throne room quiet, its ruler still, no tremor of energy daring to escape its core.

Until today.

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!"

Without warning, a burst of immeasurable energy tore outward from the main citadel. Scarlet power, raw and unrestrained, erupted like a collapsing sun, flooding the kingdom in radiance that shattered every veil of restraint.

Inside the throne hall, a figure opened his eyes. Each glowed like a supernova, bright enough to scorch the very air. Cain drew in a deep breath as the aura of destruction coursed through his veins. He felt it—the strength to crush moons, to split suns, to hurl entire stars into ruin. This was the power of the Neo-Demon Body fully reborn.

"Supercomputer Assistant. Scan me."

The first thing Cain demanded upon returning to the Crimson World was clarity. He had to know the state of his power.

The familiar metallic voice echoed inside his mind, cold, precise, unyielding.

[Host scan completed.

Name: Cain Laurifer

Race: Neo-Demon

Cultivation: Second Astral Black Hole Neo-Demon (Late Prima Deity) / Divine Kingdom Level 43 ↑ (Early ArchDeity)

—— STATS ——

Strength: 22.4 → 34.2

Agility: 14.3 → 26.2

Vitality: 17.2 → 30.0

Neo-Demon Aura: 20.1 → 40.1

Soul Force: 19.9 → 34.4

—— CORE ONIRIC TRUTHS ——

Gluttony: 100%

Dominion: 100%

Bloodline: 100%]

A wide, radiant smile spread across Cain's face. The Supercomputer Assistant had not faltered. His ArchDeity Innate Ability had flawlessly elevated his Divine Kingdom to Level 43, granting him the cultivation base of an ArchDeity. The thrill only grew as he scanned the numbers.

Other than Vitality, his stats now surpassed those of his Primordial Body. Of course, in the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe, his core path was the Ego Eternal, already at the peak of Middle Archdeity rank. And with Resurrección, his Primordial Body could still eclipse the Neo-Demon vessel in battle.

But that was not the point.

Cain had returned to the Crimson World wielding a body far beyond what he had left behind. That alone was satisfaction.

Only then did he allow his senses to extend beyond the castle walls, beyond the limits of the Divine Kingdom. And what he saw left him momentarily speechless.

Destruction. Bloodshed. Carnage.

That was the state of the Void Beyond the Second Realm. The sky itself burned with battle. Far in the distance, ArchDieties clashed, their blows splitting reality into waves of fire and shadow. Nearer still, Cain's gaze fell upon a familiar presence.

Meylin.

The young woman stood radiant amid devastation, surrounded by a colossal lotus whose layers seemed to each contain a realm of sin. Her presence had grown fearsome—her Soul Force pulsed with the unmistakable aura of an Archdeity. Beyond that, her Depravita aura had also surpassed the limits of Prima Deity, a blazing testament to her relentless will.

Cain's lips curved in approval. Meylin had not wasted a single moment. By devoting herself utterly to training, by sharpening every path available to her, she had managed to surpass even his own cultivation base in this realm.

But despite her power, Meylin was under siege.

She faced two terrifying enemies.

The first was a goddess of lightning. Every movement of her hands conjured storms of plasma, weaving rivers of thunder that slashed across the void like celestial whips.

The second was a figure of living darkness—a divine warrior cloaked in black, his flesh gleaming like obsidian armor, humanoid yet alien. His body radiated absolute might, sculpted like a fallen seraph crowned with wing-like extensions. At his chest burned a miniature singularity, a black sun that pulsed with molten cracks, veins of fiery magma spreading across his form. Around him orbited a vast ring of burning orbs, each a collapsing star fragment bound to his will.

Together, the goddess of lightning and the fallen seraph unleashed a storm of annihilation—plasma tempests, oceans of flaming void, destruction rolling outward in waves that devoured all in their path.

Yet Meylin did not falter. Her eyes gleamed with power as she lifted Hell and Abyss, her blades resonating with her will. She mimicked the power of her foes, enhancing her own strikes, and answered them with torrents of sword-light that carved apart storm and fire alike.

Cain narrowed his eyes. He had never seen these two beings before. Their power was not of the Second Realm. Questions filled his mind. Who were they? Where had they come from? Why were they attacking?

Yet all those thoughts were pushed aside, for one truth was clear: they were enemies.

Meylin had just cleaved a lightning sun apart when the seraph's ocean of flaming darkness surged toward her. She braced herself, aura flaring, ready to explode her energy in defiance—

But a crimson beam of radiance struck first.

The void itself cracked as the beam became a blade, a massive sword of scarlet fire that cut through the wave of darkness. In an instant, the attack was undone, scattered to nothing.

The battlefield froze.

Every eye turned toward the newcomer. Meylin's face split into a wide, joyous smile. Relief and triumph shone in her gaze.

But in the eyes of the goddess and the fallen seraph, only cold fury gleamed. Their gazes locked upon the figure now standing in the void, towering like a storm incarnate.

He was dominion given form—an inferno clad in jagged crimson armor that radiated dread and majesty. Horns curled upward from his helm like the crown of an ancient demon. Behind him, vast draconic wings unfurled, engulfing space in a storm of fire.

The armor was not mere protection. It was an extension of his flesh, blood, and will, fused into his being. And above him burned a searing radiance, a blazing apocalypse-sun, as though he himself were the source of that unbearable light.

The goddess's lips parted, her words sharp and merciless.

"His appearance may have changed," she said, voice cold enough to shatter steel.

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