Abyssal Lord Of The Magi World - 903 Becoming Depravita

Samsara Avatar Technique: Three Separations.

Utter awe appeared on Noah’s face as the Samsara Thearch’s soul force implanted the technique’s information in his mind along with the power needed to practice it.

The Three Separations were similar to the Samsara Thearch’s Three Samsara Incarnations in that they allowed the user to generate avatars of himself that could help him mend his flaws. However, the power of the technique was at a lower level.

Unlike the Three Samsara Incarnations that allowed Zatiel to create incarnations of himself that could train on their own and had their own minds and souls, the Three Separations’ egos were extensions of the original.

There was also the fact that once the Three Separations reached their peak, the original would fuse back with them, and these would cease to exist.

Noah analyzed the technique and understood why Three Heart Divergence World tested the might of his ego inside his True Name. If it was too weak, deviations could have happened to the willpower of those that trained the Three Separations, leading to great danger.

In the worst of cases, one of the avatars could break the connection with the original. If that were to happen, the ego inside the avatar would go crazy and attack the original until one of them was dead.

‘The power of the Three Separations is incredible but carries great dangers. It is also extremely complicated, and I must complete the first level before reaching Rank 8.’

Noah knew that despite all his gifts and talent, mastering the Samsara Avatar Technique would be incredibly difficult and would take a long time. He knew it would be impossible to do it inside the First Samsara Tournament, so he focused on the next Sacred Samsara World and emptied his mind of anything else.

As had happened before, a blinding light hindered Noah’s vision, and the next second he heard a voice in his mind.

“Welcome to the Depravation Rage World.”

Noah heard the name of the world, and when he saw his surroundings, he noticed that unlike before, this time, the dimension in which he found himself was not actually a world.

He was utterly alone in a massive black corridor. Just as he wondered what he was supposed to do, monsters began to emerge from the walls, extending beyond his sight.

The monsters were powerful, and their numbers could measure in the millions, but Noah smiled. It seemed that the goal of this world was simple: just kill all the enemies before him.

Noah did not think the fight would be easy, but it was much better than in the previous worlds, where he had no idea of the true purpose.

A flaming spear appeared in Noah’s hand as an immense battle spirit emerged in his eyes. He was ready to march forward and destroy everything in his path when suddenly, an image appeared in his mind.

Noah saw how a fifteen-meter-tall creature appeared at the end of the black corridor. It had green flesh, a head made of tentacles, and draconic claws and wings.

The creature’s appearance was ferocious, and its power was immense, but none of that mattered to Noah.

The instant Noah saw that creature in his mind, the Samsara Thearch’s soul force began to act on him. He had never seen that entity, but utter loss and sorrow invaded him.

Noah felt he had lost one of the most important things in the universe. There was nothing he could do to get it back, and the culprit was no other than that entity.ραпdα `nᴏνɐ| сom

The Samsara Thearch’s soul force transformed Noah’s sorrow and pain into an overwhelming desire to kill.

It did not take more than a second for all the suffering and all of Noah’s emotions to vanish. His eyes were cold, and a new force emerged from within his soul.

“¡AHHHH!”

“¡AHHHHH!”

“ROAR!”

The millions of monsters in the black corridor roared as they launched themselves toward Noah.

Just as the creatures were about to reach him, Noah thrust his spear forward, unleashing a torrent of flaming Depravita Aura that carbonized all the enemies before him.

The Samsara Thearch’s soul force transformed Noah into an existence no different than the Prima Depravita Race. Those were psychopathic and emotionless entities that knew nothing but to kill and unleash corruption in the universe.

Although controversial, many people who saw their power in the Prima Universe considered them the perfect warriors.

No emotion of any kind appeared in Noah’s eyes as he destroyed those monsters before immediately flashing forward. His spear moved at an incredible speed, pulverized all the enemies in his path, and burned them to ashes with his flaming Depravita Aura.

The flaming Depravita Aura did not simply disappear after consuming one of the monsters. It would gather around Noah’s spear, granting him a source of energy that kept growing the more he killed.

The monster grew stronger as Noah advanced through the black corridor, but he did not slow down. Whenever he got injured, he would just use some of the flaming Depravita Aura to heal his wound before continuing with his indiscriminate slaughter.

Half an hour after Noah started his march, the enemies that began to emerge from the walls changed. They were no longer monsters but humanoid creatures and their auras made it clear they were all Neo-Demons.

Noah’s eyes trembled for an instant when he noticed that, but it did not change the complete lack of emotions. Without hesitation, he cut every Neo-Demon on his path and burned them all, using them as fuel for his flaming Depravita Aura.

The more Noah killed, the stronger he became. After two hours and killing millions of monsters and Neo-Demons, he finally reached the entity that was the target of all his hatred.

It was only now that Noah’s eyes began to glow with a sense of utter and absolute slaughter intent that emerged from his soul.

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Just as he was about to unleash a torrent of flames that could have flooded an entire High World, the monster he hated so much began to change.