The Master Of World
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A white butterfly makes a protector around Sena's body. Moving it floated away from the battle area.

The youth was around 28 or 29 years old, that was the form of a celestial emperor that did not age at all. Wearing white silk clothes with golden dragon embroidery, long jet black hair. His pupils were blue like a beautiful ocean.

Now look towards Arata who has finished absorbing energy. Has a higher level of ability than 2300 years ago. The clothes were black, contrasting with his long white hair. The red-colored pupils were typical of the demon race.

His face looked smiling, staring towards the sky emperor.

"You're talented to have the ability to create, even create this dimension, Dungeon. This place you made it, right?" asked the sky emperor, brandishing his sword. The strange aura that could make a living being 10 kilometers away from him submit, unable to raise his head at all. Can't, maybe just by forcing himself to raise his head a little can die.

"Yes, but this world sucks. What if I just destroy this world, make a new world." Arata smiled, this was already his decision. Not allowed to live quietly, then he will create a new world where he can live quietly.

"King of hell! Explain to your son! His action this--" sky emperor's sentence was interrupted.

"My son is good enough. Do you know what happened 2,300 years ago? Arata protected the middle realm despite being under the influence of poison, making his body a small dimensional seal so that we would not escape into the middle realm. You're not even coming down to the middle realms at all to stop us. What is the name of truth!? You guys are the ones who disturbed life in the lower realms first!" The words of anger from the king of hell.

The sky emperor frowned, himself undergoing a closed hermitage for 200 years back then. Leave all the business to his first son. Kill Arata? Doesn't even stop when all the inhabitants of hell attack the middle realms? An event he did not know at all.

All he knew was that he was in the hermitage of Arata marrying a servant of the Goddess. Living in hell, without any intention of returning to carry out his duties as a border guard god. It was unexpected just because of the envy and fear that the first prince would do something like this.

He did not like the king of hell. But Arata is different, despite having high abilities, never meddling in affairs in the god realm. Just doing his job well, not greedy with power. But that trait is turning into a destructive trait. What the hell is going on?

Srak!

Srash!

Arata moved quickly to move places using the dimensional slit door. Slashing the sky emperor's back from behind. Then kicked his body. The long black-haired man who was thrown tens of kilometers.

Until it can stop the pace, its body is thrown. Slowly the wound on the sky emperor's back recovered on its own. It quickly stepped into the air, towards where Arata was.

Srak!

Srash!

Two swords with opposing force types met. Vertical and horizontal shaped scratches are formed under their times. Scratches extend for almost a hundred kilometers.

Perhaps the effects of the clashing sword energies.

Tang!

Tang!

Srak!

Movement that is difficult to see by the eyes. However, Arata's abilities cannot be underestimated. The white-haired demon that slashed down seemed to thirst for blood. Against a celestial emperor who must save the world from Arata who thirsts for destruction.

"Stop your act!" The orders of the sky emperor.

"You started it. Who can guarantee, you won't do it again in the future." Arata answered, bringing out more black and white butterflies.

The horde that tried to attack the sky emperor. In spite of.

Srash!

In one slash everything disappeared, not remaining. The face of the sky emperor smiled, the development of the son of the king of hell cannot be underestimated.

"Lumayan!" Arata smiled, creating hundreds of fast-spinning black discs. Connected through lightning electrical lines. Shooting everything towards the sky emperor.

But the black-haired man in white clothes was moving faster. Jumping makes the disc as its foothold.

Arata's hand swung, letting out even more.

Srash!

One long-range slash from the sky emperor. Slightly hurt Arata's cheek. The young man who wiped the blood on his cheek that had been scratched. His face was smiling, licking the blood on his own hands.

Same with the sky emperor wounds that healed quickly. They cannot be destroyed and killed easily.

"I give you time to change your mind! You can stay in the kahyangan to be one of my right hands. Highly respected position at your every step!" the offer from the sky emperor wanted to temper the situation. Before things get worse. He realized that the one who holds the decision here is Arata, while the king of hell just pushes his son from behind.

"The department!? The respect! In hell I already have it! I am the crown prince, the king of hell!" shouted Arata, unsheathing his sword with a unique movement.

A crack in the ground was formed, this was the dimension of the door of hell. The hands that looked like black tentacles moved swiftly to grab the feet of the sky emperor, in order to carry and lock him in hell.

Now the heaven emperor who continued to dodge understood better. Arata is connected to the consciousness of the lower realms, that's the reason the lower realms are crawling up. Because Arata who has the desire to destroy the world is like dust.

If the celestial emperor was directly connected to the consciousness of the upper realms, then Arata was the one who selected the lower realms consciousness to be its master.

It became worse, the gods who were in the middle realms would find it difficult to withstand the unification of the lower realms into the middle realms.

The sky emperor could feel it. Boiling the hot lava of hell, which makes the temperature of the middle natural land really hot. The eternal snow that is in hell, freezes half the solution. A little more, then the middle realm will be completely destroyed by the lower realms.

Spirits that get condemnation will be released in the world. So also with monsters and demons that are not left much in hell. More than half of them live in Dungeons.

It's a tough, really tough situation. There are only two ways to stop this. The first way, convince Arata to stop while the second way kills Arata, or rather seals him. With the risk of the lower realms consciousness that would be even more wrathful, even so it could at least be forcibly stopped by the sky emperor.

The emperor's hands clenched, already knowing the talent of the son of the king of hell from the beginning. But he did not know that the child would be a counterbalance to nature as opposed to him.

Ying and the ones who can't oppose each other right?

Srash!

The black tentacles that kept trying to snare his feet were cut off by the white rays belonging to the sky emperor.

In the end this decision was taken by him, the golden lotus mark on the forehead of the celestial emperor shone. Along with his blue eyes that gave off a strange light.

"8-way seal formation..." Speech from.

The eight cardinal directions let out a strange end of the seal. The light was under their feet. Blocking an opponent who is within tens of kilometers.

A seal that could even seal dozens of gods at once. As the beam dimmed, Arata became the core of one's formation to be sealed.

This will work, after this stay stop the consciousness of the lower realms. But is it true? Arata's face was smiling, like an understatement.

Prangs!

Seals split easily.