Dren Voluun moved through the giant corridors with a smile.
He looked like a human. He was tall, broad-shouldered, with short black hair combed neatly to one side.
His sharp jawline and narrow eyes gave him a quiet intensity, even when he wasn’t trying.
The long coat he wore—dark gray with thin silver lines running along the sleeves—swayed slightly with each step.
He stopped near a wide archway where a red crystal glowed faintly above the entrance.
For a moment, he looked up at it, his smile unchanged.
“Finally, we can have the Heavenbreaker and create a True Berserker,” he muttered.
The Alliance believed this was the Creator blessing them.
They might’ve not been able to end the Loved One Of Space, but they found a Heavenbreaker instead.
‘Though, it’s weird how we can’t find anything about that Heavenbreaker at all. If only we could find what kind of Fate Ward he used to hide his Fate, we could be able to dismantle the Ward, and find all there is about him.’
Dren shook his head. This wasn’t the time for such thoughts.
He reached giant gates and pushed them open, entering a gigantic chamber.
In the center of the chamber sat a woman with six wings and four arms. The halo floating above her head, and her beautiful appearance could’ve captivated anyone.
She was Virexxa-Thal, the Sovereign of the Obsidian Brood and the Descendant of the Great One.
She ruled Thalorian Crownworlds, a kingdom that controlled 0.02% of the inhabitable universe.
Despite being peak of Stage-6, she had long ago realized that there was a difference between Gods even if they were of the same rank.
An Elemental God – God who uses Element – was weaker than a Divine God – God who used Divinities.
The only exception were the Elemental Gods who were ‘blessed’ by Supremes.
Virexxa-Thal had not known about Blessed Elemental Gods when she was young.
She thought Divine Gods were the strongest, and thus became one of them.
Her Divinity was made from a combination of Darkness and Willpower Element, and it allowed her to take others’ Willpower, and use it to strengthen her own Willpower.
Thanks to a high Willpower, she could use the mythical techniques of Intent.
If she pushed herself to the limit, she could fight a Blessed Elemental God to a stalemate.
But…
She could only ‘fight’. Victory was impossible.
Virexxa-Thal drowned in her sorrow when she realized she wasn’t as strong as she thought herself to be.
Then she received another shock.
Blessed Elemental Gods were not the strongest type of Gods.
Above them were Realm Divinity Gods, and above them were Loved Ones Of an Element.
Who knew, maybe there were more types of Gods?
Virexxa-Thal realized she was not special.
Despite being a peak Stage-6, she was an average God compared to other types of Stage-6 Gods.
It felt like all of the hardships she suffered to reach where she was were denied.
That was why she ignored the war between Alliance and Forgotten Suns when she found ‘him’.
He called himself Nameless Death.
His Willpower was astonishingly high.
If Virexxa-Thal could take his Willpower, she could surely become a Heavenbreaker.
Then, let alone being the ruler of Thalorian Crownworlds, she would be strong enough to fight the Hegemony Empires that ruled entire Universes.
She tried to take the Willpower of Nameless Death forcefully, and ‘this’ was the result.
The giant figure of Virexxa-Thal sat on the ground.
Nameless Death, bound by chains, was in her hands, and her forehead touched his.
Unlike Nameless Death, who had regained his consciousness, her eyes remained vacant.
“A Void Death. I suppose whatever you showed her destroyed her mind.” Dren whistled.
A Stage-6 God being killed by a Stage-2 being was a ground-breaking news.
It was widely known that when there was a gap of three major ranks or higher between two entities, the weaker one could not harm the stronger one at all.
And the stronger one could kill the weaker one with their weakest attack.
Yet, Nameless Death killed Virexxa-Thal by overcoming the gap of four major ranks.
“The legends didn’t do justice to Heavenbreakers. How is it even fair to say a Heavenbreaker is a ‘man who fights against a God’? You seem like someone beyond a God to me.”
Dren chuckled and snapped his fingers.
The figure of Virexxa-Thal was disintegrated, and Dren carried down Nameless Death with telekinesis.
“It is my pleasure to finally formally meet you, Nameless Death. You can call me Dren.”
His slippery voice made Nameless Death frown.
The way this man didn’t even glance at Virexxa-Thal’s corpse told Nameless Death that he was someone who didn’t care about his comrades.
“How are you so calm after she died? No, why did you kill her? Her mind was dead, but she could’ve been revived.”
“It’s fine,” Dren waved his head. “She was going to go berserk sooner or later after we took you from her. Rather than her blowing up and causing us damage, it’s better to end her here.”
“Wouldn’t her death weaken your side during the war?”
“Logically? Yes. On ground? No. She never participated in war after she found you, so her death doesn’t reduce our military strength at all.”
What Dren didn’t mention was that Virexxa-Thal’s death would lead to complications as her army would riot.
But Dren had already deployed someone else to handle that problem.
“Now, shall we start our discussion?” Dren said.
He snapped his fingers, teleporting them to a high-class restaurant.
Nameless Death looked around.
The restaurant was… weird.
The diners were of different species, and some were as large as solar systems while some were human-sized.
Yet, somehow all of their bodies were currently adjusted to be of the same size.
This allowed them to sit in a restaurant without any special arrangements.
“Fancy technology, isn’t it? The body-size changing machine is called ‘ArxScaler’. It’s an invention of Forgotten Suns, and the people of their territory use it a lot.
“Not ours though. It is banned in the territory of the Alliance,” Dren explained.
“Does this mean…”
“Yes, we are currently in a restaurant in the territory of Forgotten Suns. Talk freely though, I’m using a Ward to make sure no one can eavesdrop on us.”