Chapter 570: Ashura Body And Dark King Combination

Damian’s face turned cold as he snapped his fingers, and the violent black clouds above immediately began settling. The red lightning running through them gradually faded as the remaining Chaos Beasts stopped pouring from the sky, invisible chains dragging in the creatures already summoned back into the portal.

Damian watched the chaos for a moment before deciding that the beasts had become more of a burden than an advantage. They were uncontrollable, easily manipulated by Lazarus and capable of becoming weapons against his own side. There was no reason to continue feeding the battlefield with creatures he could not command.

"Heh! And so what if you still have a trick up your sleeve? Do you think it changes anything? Do you think Dantalion didn’t have a trick up his sleeve? Against the Abyss, all tricks are useless!" Damian hissed while continuing to spin the black lantern above his head.

The calm black flame inside it suddenly expanded, generating a gigantic storm of darkness that spread across the heavens.

The clouds twisted violently around Damian as the storm covered the entire upper region of Realm Zero, black fire swirling through the darkness like an ocean suspended above the battlefield.

"Comparing me to a mere demon... YOU HAVE GUTS!" Lazarus roared.

Golden vines immediately shot from beneath him, piercing through the darkness as they raced toward Damian.

Damian watched them approach before extending one palm toward the golden sea below. "Wealthy fool, since you have so much to give, I’ll gladly accept it!" Damian hissed.

"Devour!"

Darkness erupted around Damian’s palm and began spinning like a gigantic whirlpool. A powerful suction force spread across Realm Zero, causing the entire False Territory to tremble as the golden sea beneath Lazarus began moving against its natural flow.

Rivers of gold were ripped from the ground and pulled toward Damian’s palm, spiraling through the air before disappearing into the black vortex. Lazarus’ expression immediately changed as he felt the enormous amount of wealth he had accumulated over thousands of years being stripped away from him.

Even his own body began being pulled toward the darkness, forcing him to anchor himself against the ground.

"Abyss..." Lazarus frowned as realization settled into his mind.

This single inheritance was already proving to be a major problem. If he could not safely engage Damian from a distance because Devour could consume his attacks, and he could not approach Damian carelessly because of the Abyssal flames, then his options were rapidly disappearing.

Worse, Haggler’s Exploit was becoming increasingly unreliable. He could no longer hear Damian’s thoughts clearly. It was as though something was intercepting them before they ever reached him.

Lazarus briefly glanced toward the enormous crimson eye beneath the battlefield. ’It is the main problem.’

"I don’t need to read your mind to know you’re worried..." Damian said calmly, still twirling the black lantern above his head. "Even with everything you possess, you have no means of reaching me unless you burn your soul to overpower me. So tell me... Are you going to burn your soul to overwhelm me?"

Lazarus’ expression became grim. He understood exactly what Damian was trying to accomplish. The human wanted him to sacrifice even more of his soul, further reducing his ability to fight and ensuring that every increase in power came at an increasingly devastating cost.

Yet Lazarus also understood that hesitation would eventually lead to his death. "If that is what I have to do, that is what I must do... Then so be it!" Lazarus hissed as his golden body began trembling violently.

Golden veins appeared across his entire body, pulsing with brilliant light until his figure shone like a miniature sun within the darkness. The pressure radiating from him increased rapidly, forcing the surrounding golden sea to churn violently.

Damian revealed a sly smile as his gaze briefly shifted downward. Below him, Biron was struggling against Abel’s massive serpentine dragon body, the black dragon wrapped tightly around the golden bull’s body while Rin had clamped his jaws around one of its horns.

White flames were already gathering inside Rin’s mouth, their intensity increasing with every passing second.

Damian smiled in satisfaction before returning his attention to Lazarus. ’All I have to do is hold out long enough... With Abel and Rin, we will overpower him.’

His smile slowly widened into a vicious grin as his eyes became deadly. "Lazarus... Let’s put an end to this battle!"

Brrrr!

The storm of black flames above Damian suddenly began rotating violently, its enormous mass twisting as though the heavens themselves were collapsing. The entire Realm of Zero trembled beneath the pressure as the darkness warped around Damian’s body.

"I’LL BREAK THROUGH!" Lazarus roared as golden light completely consumed his figure.

Golden lightning erupted from his body, crawling across his golden skin before he launched himself forward.

Bang!

He shot directly into the black storm.

BOOOOOOOOOOM!

The collision of the two forces generated violent shockwaves that spread across Realm Zero, tearing apart sections of the surrounding darkness. Black flames and golden lightning collided repeatedly as Damian’s storm attempted to swallow Lazarus while Lazarus forced his way through it inch by inch.

Huff!

Amid the chaos, Damian fell silent and released a heavy breath. His body was already beginning to feel the strain. "My Dark King’s Body cannot hold back this monster, but it can tank a few hits from him... To even the odds, I’ll have to use this power once again."

"Ashura Inheritance: Ashura Body!"

Buzz!

A third eye opened on Damian’s forehead as his skin darkened. Two additional pairs of arms tore through his body beneath his armpits, his muscles swelling rapidly as the transformation reinforced his already enhanced physique.

The newly formed muscles hardened until they resembled steel, and the pressure surrounding Damian increased sharply as the Ashura Body completed its transformation.

BOOOOM!

The golden beam suddenly broke through the sea of black flames and shot directly toward Damian.

Lazarus emerged behind it, his golden body blazing as he charged forward.

"FACE ME, YOU COWARD!" Lazarus roared like a madman.

"As you wish!" Damian sneered as he shot downward in a streak of black light to meet him.

BOOOOOOOOOOM!

The collision created another enormous shockwave. Damian’s six hands moved simultaneously as the black lantern and Lazarus’ Golden Dragon Glaive collided repeatedly, black and golden energy exploding in every direction.

The two figures remained locked together in midair, their eyes fixed on one another as the force of their attacks whipped their hair violently around them.

Swish!

Amid the chaos, four of Damian’s hands suddenly shifted. While two remained occupied with the lantern, the other four slammed directly into Lazarus’ exposed abdomen.

Crimson Kiss!

Devil Hands!

Azure flames erupted from Lazarus’ back as the attack pierced through his golden body and shook his soul. Lazarus’ body jerked backward from the impact while Damian felt a wave of warmth suddenly flow through his own body.

The Devil Hands drained a portion of Lazarus’ vitality and demonic force, feeding it back into Damian and relieving some of the aching strain in his joints.

’So much from just a hit?’ Damian was genuinely surprised.

’You wield one of the two supreme inheritances... You shouldn’t be surprised by things like this,’ the Abyss responded telepathically.

Swoosh!

Lazarus suddenly released the Golden Dragon Glaive. The weapon shot out of his hand and began spinning through the air while Lazarus himself lunged directly toward Damian, his fist swinging with overwhelming force.

Bang!

Damian crossed four of his arms over his chest and took the blow head on. The impact sent him sliding backward through the air as his arms screamed with pain and immediately went numb. His expression twisted as he felt warm liquid pour from his nose and eyes.

’Even with the combined body enhancement abilities?’ Damian hissed internally, struggling to stabilize himself.

Yet even amid the violent exchange, Damian noticed the Golden Dragon Glaive approaching from the side. His remaining free hands immediately formed a seal.

"Demonic Weaponry!"

Three enormous shields materialized beside him and moved rapidly to intercept the incoming glaive. Damian’s eyes, however, never left Lazarus, who was already charging toward him again with his fist drawn back.