174 The Ruler of the Demon World

A large humanoid figure that looked to be the size of a giant stood serenely atop an island that was blazing with flames. His skin had a tinge of red as three golden horns powerfully stretched out on his head. A red robe was all that covered him as he seemed to be pondering, a light passing through his eyes every now and then.

Behind him were multiple Rulers of the Demon World that commanded their own Demon Legions as they moved across one of the dangerous zones of the lost world, the Volcanic Islands, in search of the Trident of Neptune.

The land around them was in flames as from a distance, volcanic eruptions were occurring. They weren't simple eruptions, as it seemed something else besides the molten flames was rising from the deep.

OOONG

Essence wildly congregated amongst the flowing lava as the head of the humongous figure began rising from the opening of the largest erupting mountain. The head alone was more than five meters as blazing red eyes opened to the world.

Wings that dripped with lava erupted outwards as more of its body became visible, its terrifying face looking like a mixture of a dragon and dinosaur from the Triassic period. This was one of the calamities of the sea, the Kaiju, Molten Razor!

ROAAR!

It let out a wild roar as it looked menacingly towards Baal and his forces, letting out maddening levels of power at the PHANTASMAL rank.

Baal looked at the appearance of this terrifying creature as he spoke lightly, his voice thundering out to be heard by the Demon Kings and Demon Lords behind him.

"Pull back while I match this beast. There is no need for casualties to occur during this trip."

The forces of the Demon World were spread throughout the Lost World, but they had not yet come across the Calamities of the Sea. Baal's words were obeyed as the legions of demons stopped moving, getting into defensive formations while slowly pulling back.

There was only one being left to face the Kaiju that was coming out of the blazing volcano. The robe on his body flattered around and had wisps of flames appear on it every now and then as lava and molten flames were flowing beneath his feet.

Not an ounce of discomfort was felt as Baal stood calmly and faced the coming Kaiju.

"I suppose if I ask you whether an extremely powerful trident is in your possession, you would only howl at me in anger?"

ROOAR!

"Alright, then let's see just how tough the so-called Calamities of the Lost World are."

A simple exchange had started a significant battle between two powerhouses of the PHANTASMAL level. One was a Calamity from a dangerous zone in the Lost World, the other was the first ranked Ruler of the Demon World holding powerful Unique and Ultimate Skills.

The Kaiju attacked first as simmering balls of molten flames rained down from the skies towards Baal's location.

OONG

The Kaiju's body flew into the air, spirals of lava being thrown all over the ground as its figure lunged towards Baal. The air was palpitating with extreme heat as the impact was imminent.

BOOM!

During the impact, a portion of space had cracked as if a mirror was being broken. The claw of the Kaiju that was near the area found its muscle and bones shattered. A red light erupted out as flames appeared on the mangled claw, and a few seconds later it became as good as new.

The Kaiju looked carefully towards the floating figure that injured it first as it began fighting even more ferociously.

The battle between the two PHANTASMAL ranked beings would continue for another hour before a clear victor could be decided. Lands quaked and lava flowed, the battle continued as those watching from the distance apprehensively looked forward.

Sometime later, the area had become horrendously destroyed as one figure still floated in the air with his hands behind his back. His regal robe had rips throughout as patches of his skin seemed burnt against all odds.

His enemy was in a worse stage as it breathed heavily, its head barely being able to lift off the ground. Its body was filled with dark flames that did not seem to be letting up. They continued to burn endlessly as they gnawed more of its life force. This was a Calamity of the Sea that was raised in the depths of volcanoes, and yet its body was succumbing to perilous flames that could not be put out.

A deep sense of terror was ingrained in its bones as a weak voice came out of its mouth.

"You will not succeed in your quest, Demon."

Baal looked at this dying calamity calmly, the wounds inflicted on his body slowly healing as he neared its large body.

"Maybe, maybe not. You are not the one to decide."

He came close to the flaming mouth of the Kaiju as he placed his hands on the creature's head.

"You should be one of the protectors designated by this World, and even influenced by it as you rose to this level of power."

A dark aura began to erupt out of Baal's hands as the terror the Kaiju felt only intensified.

"So before you die, transmit these last messages to this Lost World, and the City of Atlantis that it so desperately wants to protect. I have grown impatient of searching for what I want by moving across its wide seas. I will now be heading directly to the heart of its prized City."

"Let the World know that salvation still remains for it, all it has to do is to deliver me the Trident of the Sea before I utterly destroy its people. My forces will face heavy casualties, but it will be nothing compared to what I will do to the inhabitants of this world. A decision has to be made before I reach Atlantis, or you will have an all-out war."

The words were coming out in a calm manner as the Kaiju felt a terrifying feeling from the dark smoke that covered the entirety of its body.

"The death of one of your protectors now is only a taste for what is to come."

OONG

A few seconds later, there was only silence as nothing remained of the large body of the Kaiju. The area in front of Baal was empty as he let out a light burp and patted his stomach. He turned around from the area of erupting flames and looked back towards the Rulers and the legions of Demons behind him, his clear voice ringing out and reaching them the miles away from where they were.

"Contact those arrogant cultivators. We make way for the City of Atlantis."