Chapter 1542 Demon of Order

Chapter 1542 Demon of Order

?Aphosis.

The Demon of Order.

The central figure of the trio that ruled the Nexus Empire.

A being who's said to be the strong mid rank 2 in all of Eden.

The figure who worked without any emotion, doing everything according to the 'Order'.

If he stomped, half of Nexus would kneel in submission. The other would've died for being too close to the stomp.

"Hm, as I suspected, the slivers did merge. There is no separating them now." Aphosis voice continued to sound from behind, without the slighest hint of emotion.

Varian didn't know what to do. He could not risk asking anyone for help. Implicating Sarah or Sia would only result in their death. There's no way, absolutely no way they could win against a rank 2.

He experienced their power up close. Even a single sub-rank difference in divine realms was vast.

The childish notion of fighting across the realm was impossible in celestial ranks itself. But there was some possibility of fighting across the sub-rank.

In divine realms, that notion was thoroughly squashed. No one, not even the best of geniuses could ever fight up a sub-rank.

If you're a low rank 1, the best hope you had against a mid rank 1 was to escape with your life intact. And even that'd be expected from only the best of geniuses.

From the beginning, Varian held no fantasy of being rescued.

'Alright, calm down. Calm down. I will die here. Fuck. But I can't stop it. Then what next?

He would try to escape but the chances of it were next to zero. Naturally, his line of thought shifted to what would happen after his death.

A small family of four was waiting for him.

Thankfully, he did prepare a 'Will' of sorts.

A long silence followed.

"Oh, I've withdrawn all my aura to not trouble you. But I guess even my presence is hard to bear."

Aphosis snapped his fingers and the invisible pressure falling on Varian disappeared.

"Haaa!"

Like a man who almost drowned and barely saved himself, Varian gasped violently, even though there was no air in space or its necessity for his lungs.

His body shook from head to toe, as it struggled to adjust to the sudden disappearance of that monstrous pressure. It felt like he was about to break into pieces and was barely holding himself together.

When he finally turned around, he saw the man. No, he saw the boy.

With a pale golden skin that glowed softly like the surface of a lake under the moon. The red hair was uniform and nearly arranged in a symmetrical fashion.

The pointed ears of the man like that of an elf.

Dressed in a long black coat with golden design, black trousers and an overcoat, he would have looked like a young master at the elite party if not for his emotionless eyes.

Those two eyes.

Just a glimpse into them and Varian felt his blood freeze up. It felt like he was thrown butt naked into an ice chamber.

It was a reminder that the eyes that were looking at him did not belong to a god-like being.

Those eyes had no pupil, no iris. Like the purest of marbles, they were white. And they glowed like a torch in the darkness.

The soft white light coming from the eyes was somehow brighter than any light that an entire star could give.

If Varian did not have the strength of a rank 9, he would have had to shield his eyesto protect himself from the radiance. For normal people, Aphosis would look like a being covered in a pure white light.

"Varian." The Demon of Order narrowed eyes. "Answer a few of my questions and you can die properly. Resist, if you dare."