Dragon God’s Hole, one of the early floors of the Sky World.

This floor in particular had been completely shattered and devastated.

Countless fragments of burning islands were scattered through the air, magma floated in the sky and ran like rivers across slanted, broken surfaces, storms roared everywhere, and constant purple lightning kept striking at short intervals to continue ravaging the already ruined floor.

When Rygar and Eris arrived on this floor, hundreds of winged beasts attacked them immediately.

They were Six-Winged Rocs.

Each one of them was an S-Rank Beast, with three pairs of wings and unbelievable mobility in the air, and their King was none other than an SS-Level Beast, capable of hunting dragons and giants for lunch and dinner.

Obviously, that triggered a battle the moment they arrived, one in which Rygar and Eris wiped them all out with relative ease.

Even so, it was still time "lost" from their path.

But now, all that remained were the torn-apart corpses of those monsters, covering the entire floor.

It had already been a long time since they had passed through.

And at this moment, suddenly appearing before the floor’s portal, stood a man dressed in white, with piercing golden eyes.

It was Technique God Laplace.

Or rather, Nether King Vita, controlling his body.

His appearance was not as divine and pure as usual. He was covered in blood. Blood stained his silver hair, ran down his arms, and even his long spear was drenched in it.

Looking more closely, it was possible to tell that the blood was not his, but the monsters’.

After all, even though Eris and Rygar had killed many of the monsters along their route, they had still pushed straight through countless floors, ignoring enemies, skipping battles, and leaving behind everything that was not essential.

The instant after his appearance, Vita spread his draconic wings and shot off in a seemingly random direction across the floor, breaking the sound barrier immediately.

The very next instant, a massive demon with six arms and purple hair appeared almost in the same place.

On his back was a large pack, and inside it was one of the most powerful weapons in the world.

Badigadi looked around at the ruined landscape and laughed thunderously.

"Bwahahahaha! That guy really does love causing destruction!"

He looked around for another moment, until he spotted a chunk of rock with the strange shape of a cloud, and without wasting any more time, readjusted the pack on his back, ran to the edge of the floating island, and leaped with all his might.

What Hitogami had told him was very simple.

As soon as he entered this floor, all he had to do was run toward the cloud-shaped rock and jump.

And so he did.

His gigantic body was launched into the void in a free fall toward what looked like empty nothingness, yet he still wore a wild grin as the wind roared in his ears.

Meanwhile, Laplace, who had already shot far away, promptly found his target and accelerated toward it.

Unlike Badigadi, who depended on the Fighter God Armor to stand toe-to-toe with the truly powerful, as long as Vita controlled Laplace’s body, he could make use of extraordinary power with almost no limits.

And honestly, ever since he began possessing this body, Vita had felt as though anything in the world was within his grasp.

This body was so powerful that even the strongest beasts in the world were nothing more than kittens before it.

It was such an absurd martial feat that Vita had never seen anything like it.

Not even with the Demon King he had possessed centuries ago.

Not even with Randolph Marianne, the Death God.

In fact, Vita could hardly wait for the end of that war, because he believed that by controlling this body and the body of the Death God, there would no longer be anyone left in his way to becoming the supreme being of the world.

Until then, he would need fear nothing and no one.

He finally arrived at yet another ruined island.

But this one, in particular, contained a very large egg.

Laplace landed beside the egg, which was almost as large as he was, and casually pierced the shell with his hand, punching through it without resistance before precisely tearing out the heart of the beast that had not even been born yet.

Then he crushed it just as casually.

Almost at the same moment, Badigadi, who was still falling in free fall, saw a huge portal open directly below him, and recognized it as the entrance to the next floor.

He simply kept falling without concern.

Just before Badi passed through it, Vita finally drew near in flight.

Both of them passed smoothly into the next floor, for which they also had a clear description of how to proceed.

The demon and the slime were making use of every resource available to cross the most dangerous labyrinth in the world.

Hitogami’s advice.

Their own personal strength.

And the deaths Rygar and Eris had left behind.

All of that made the path seem almost... too easy, from an outside perspective.

And in this way, they were rapidly and steadily drawing closer and closer to their target.

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Meanwhile, at that exact same moment, on the 2400th Floor, the Apocalypse Beast was colliding with the False Demon God, the final Boss of the Demon World, in a battle that had long since surpassed any shred of common sense.

The difficulty of crossing the Demon World had been greater than that of the other three worlds.

Not only did the environment itself act as a weapon against invading adventurers, but even the monsters were far more troublesome to deal with.

The demons’ powers were far more mystical and unstable than those of the beasts and monsters from the previous worlds, and to make matters worse, their bodies were absurdly durable.

The beasts of the Beast World had their own way of fighting, based mainly on direct, impulsive, and extremely aggressive combat.

The monsters of the Sea World and the Sky World, likewise, had forms of magic and fighting styles that were very distinct from one another. The same was true for the false gods designated as bosses.

But the Demon World was different.

On one floor, Rygar and Eris would encounter demons capable of breathing fire and merging with the earth, rising from the black ground like volcanoes.

On the very next floor, they would face colossal demons capable of contaminating the mind, invading thoughts, and plunging their opponents into terrifying visions.

Some manipulated flesh. Others manipulated shadows. Still others had bodies so malleable and bizarre that they did not even seem to possess vital points.

The demons’ innate magic and abilities were extremely troublesome.

But even with all that, the speed at which Eris and Rygar crossed the Demon World was the fastest among the four worlds so far.

With constant battles and uninterrupted advance, instead of collapsing, both of them had adapted to extreme exhaustion to a certain extent.

Of course, it was only mental exhaustion, since their bodies were constantly being restored, but even so, the situation was still complicated.

They fought without stopping, without truly resting, without allowing their minds to cool for even a single moment. And even so, they kept advancing.

The problem was that the False Demon God was blocking their path more than any other enemy so far.

This Boss Monster was a Giant with twenty arms and hundreds of eyes spread across its entire body.

Some of those eyes would fire off or activate mysterious and powerful abilities at random, such as Regeneration, Teleportation, Telekinesis, Enchantment, Barriers, and all kinds of absurd powers.

Obviously, all of that was connected to the demons’ Demon Eyes, but knowing where the difficulty came from did not help solve the problem.

Without a doubt, this was the longest fight Rygar had faced since entering the Labyrinth.

Wearing his Black Armor Sköllvindr, now incandescent from the immense amount of flame it had absorbed, Rygar teleported to the demon’s already partially ruined flank and slashed with Doomsday.

The blue flames of the Apocalypse blade were already covering miles of distance, and the blue blade itself seemed to vibrate with joy as it caused ever greater destruction.

A sharp hum rang out once more as the False Demon God was split in two, but its problems were still not over.

The slash opened a dark rift that began swallowing its body like a machine of destruction, a Black Hole imbued into the cut.

"UOOOOOOOOHHHHHGGGGG!!!"

Once again, unable to resist the pulling power of Gravity Magic, the Demon activated one of its eyes, and its body teleported to another point hundreds of meters away.

And the instant it reappeared, another one of its eyes locked onto Rygar, and a thousand beams of corrosive dark green light shot toward him, destroying the entire chain of black mountains without distinction.

The devouring black slash continued destroying everything without interruption, tearing entire chunks out of the world as it swallowed rock, magma, and the false god’s bodily remains. But that did not stop Rygar from advancing.

In fact, he felt faster.

Much faster.

He cut straight through the thousand beams of light head-on, moving between them, leaping, slicing, dodging, and counterattacking with inhuman perfection with the help of his Demon Eye.

Mountains collapsed under the force of his movements.

Entire peaks exploded or were pierced through in straight lines as he advanced like a catastrophe, until he finally unleashed his finishing burst, turning into a literal beam of blue lightning, reaching the Demon God once again, faster, stronger.

Rygar was far more on the offensive at that moment.

His Sköllvindr Armor grew stronger and stronger the more flames it consumed, with no apparent limit. Its epithet, The Armor That Devours the Sun, was not for nothing.

And his sword, Doomsday, summoned endless destructive blue flames, creating a vicious cycle of destruction and empowerment.

But the main factor making him even more ferocious was experience.

After fighting three false gods, he could once again feel his own strength advancing. As monstrously powerful as the Armor and the Sword were, it was only because he wielded them that they could display their maximum power.

These items were not like the Fighter God Armor, which overwhelmed its user by brute force. They amplified the skill of whoever wore them, provided that person could withstand their power, of course.

Rygar had already reached absolute mastery in swordsmanship and magic.

And even so, he felt himself continuing to advance.

Becoming stronger with every powerful enemy he faced.

Lightning, gravity, destructive flames, and every kind of magic unfolded at his will. A casual swing of his sword could cleave through mountain ranges and seas. Rygar felt more and more that he was truly becoming apocalyptic.

Unlike him, the Demon God Monster, despite still possessing seemingly infinite physical endurance, was beginning to have problems from overusing the magical powers of its Demon Eyes.

It punched, retaliated, and attacked with monstrous blows, but it felt as though it were facing a warrior divinity whose only purpose was to cut it to death.

It felt itself drowning in fire, magma, lightning, and gravity with every passing second. A single moment of distraction would result in its body being sliced into hundreds of pieces instantly.

The monstrous creature, with all its absurd vitality, was beginning to feel cornered as the battle progressed.

And then, just as both of them expected, an opportunity finally appeared.

Or rather, a mistake.

One of the Demon Eyes that created a Perfect Magic Barrier failed at the last second.

As a result, a massive cannon blast of Vacuum Magic struck the giant demon square in the torso, blowing a hole dozens of meters wide through its chest.

The air exploded inward into the wound with a deafening roar, dragging black blood, charred flesh, and grotesque bone fragments along with it as the creature staggered for the first time.

Rygar did not waste the opportunity.

His Sixth Sense told him immediately that this was his best opening.

Crossing miles of distance with a Spatial Leap, he appeared far too close to the giant for any delayed reaction to truly save it.

Sköllvindr began to glow even brighter as the smile on Rygar’s face deepened, absorbing all the surrounding fire as though his armor were an infinite vortex of destructive flames.

The sky of the Demon World trembled.

The rivers of magma around him were dragged in his direction.

The black mountains began to crack in the distance.

Blue, purple, and orange flames, the infernal fires of the floor, the exposed magma, the lingering blazes from previous battles, everything began to tilt toward Rygar as though there were a second sun devouring the first.

And then, before the Demon God could recover, he spoke:

"Sun Devourer."

In the next instant, a new sun was born.

A sphere of white-blue fire and burning gold appeared at the center of the battlefield and swallowed everything around it.

The flames expanded at an absurd speed, and the initial impact made the air itself vanish for a brief instant, ripped away by the violence of the phenomenon. When sound returned, it returned as an apocalyptic roar that seemed to split the world in half.

The shockwave came first.

It swept across chains of black mountains, flattening entire ranges as though they were sand.

The entire surface of the floor seemed to be pushed backward beneath the pressure of that new devouring star.

Then came a light so intense that the sky of the Demon World, already dark and stained by smoke and toxic clouds, turned white for several seconds.

Even thousands of meters away, the heat was still tearing apart mountains, melting rock, and turning everything into black glass.

The blue flames swallowed the False Demon God whole.

Its twenty arms thrashed within that solar sea while Demon Eyes opened in desperation all across its body, unleashing barriers, beams, teleportation, and every kind of power.

The false god’s monstrous vitality became a prolonged torture inside that miniature sun, as though it were being forced to die over and over again.

The black armor shone so brightly that it seemed forged from solar metal. Doomsday vibrated in his hand as though in ecstasy, and the blue flames spilling from its blade seemed to scream with joy as they consumed more and more of the enemy.

At last, the False Demon God gave way.

Its body collapsed completely, its Demon Eyes went dark one after another, and its monstrous flesh was reduced to black ash and burning fragments before it could even touch the ground.

For several seconds, the floor still trembled from the aftermath of the magic.

Then, slowly, it began to settle.

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A few minutes later, Eris and Rygar finally crossed the portal to the next floor.

Toward the final stage of Dragon God’s Hole as fast as they could.

Toward the Dragon World, the Upside-Down World.

The final floor of the oldest and most dangerous labyrinth in the world, as the strings of fate stirred to move that event toward one of the greatest battles ever seen in the World of the Six-Faced World.

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