A year later, Lucas and his party had managed to traverse the deadly poison swamps, the tall forest, magnetic sea, trial mountains, to finally reach Sullas' lair, a small cave in the middle of nowhere, mountains surrounding it.

Under the grey and red sky, Lucas glared at a figure high above, a young yet old man with black hair and a black beard. Stroking it, Sullas stared back, his expression unfazed.

"You are the hero I suppose ? A perfect opportunity for me to break through the Aura God Stage !"

"Demon Emperor Sullas ! You will die by my blade today !" About to jump at the high up demon, Lucas felt his sleeve be pulled, turning around, a petite girl armed with a staff taller than her had bright eyes.

"Big bro Lucas, let us clean this mess !"

Raising a brow, Lucas was about to refute when he saw his entire party kick the ground, going for the kill.

Frowning, Sullas had a few thoughts.

'Hmmm, isn't that... what Marguerite basically did ? Let the minions die tragically, and then get mad ?' Shaking his head in disbelief, Sullas obliged, jumping down, a black sword in hand.

'My first time ever using this Black Iron Sword... Let's test it's sharpness shall we ?' His right arm blurring, a young woman ornating a pointy hat had wide open eyes.

'?!'

*Splatter !*

Shocked, the entire group watched in horror as the magician's head was sliced apart, spinning mid-air, a brutal blood fountain.

"NOOOOOO !" Screaming, tears falling, heart beating, heart stopping. Like this, a man in light armor saw his heart get impaled by Sullas' mythical Black Iron Sword.

"Hahaha !! This is fun !" His eyes turning red while the group's vision became blurry, tears flowing like a waterfall, Sullas kicked the air, his body flickering with velocity, his sword slicing a tall man in armor below.

His body starting to separate, the tall man did not feel peace, his residual mind restless.

'How ? He was so high up, dozens of meters away... how did he hit me ?!' His last thoughts fading, the man fell limply, his huge armor rustling.

'How long has it been since I've had to use master Vaxus' swordsmanship ?' Now with only seven more to go, Sullas did not slow down, his speed even faster, his mind in pure ecstasy.

Lucas' eyes red from grief, he had barely enough time to breath in that three of his friends were brutally eliminated from life's game. Now exhaling, another three lost their lives, taking a step forward with impatience, just one of his companion remained, another two dead.

"Y-You !! How could you !!" Shouting in anger and sadness, Lucas' legs blurred, the ground shaking, his bright silver and gold armor resonating.

*BOOOOM !*

Extracting his left hand from a young man's throat, Sullas looked down to his right.

'!?' Stepping mid-air, Sullas evaded a sudden ray of golden light, barely scratching his aura.

"I see, indeed ! You guys are all the same, always send your minions to die and then get mad at me... I just don't understand the logic here !"

His [Lone Fighting] skill long activated, Sullas benefited from a slight increase in battle prowess. Along that, he did not hesitate to push his [Mana Burst] to the limits, his already bloodthirsty state of mind degrading even more, power surging as if a tsunami, his inner drive for power erupting like a volcano.

"This is it !!" While his earlier opponents were easily dealt with, it was only so because of his overpowered skills. These serious fights gave him the opportunity to level up, his cultivation technique circulating more and more, his title changing.

His body exploding in a blood mist, it soon reformed, a black light shining deeply.

Now the Reincarnation Stage swiftly completed, he felt his level forcefully increase once more.

Name : Sullas Age : 682 Level : 86 Title : Aura God / Demon God HP : 200 000 / 200 000 MP : 200 000 / 200 000 STR : 100 000 AGI : 100 000 DEF : 100 000 INT : 100 000

Passive Skills :

[Deceit] : (lvl MAX)

[Martial Arts] : (lvl MAX)

[Vaxus' Swordsmanship] : (lvl MAX)

[Forging the path from below] : (lvl MAX)

[Lone Fighting] : (lvl MAX)

[Demonic Aura] : (lvl MAX)

[Emperor's Majesty] : (lvl MAX)

[???] : (lvl MAX)

Active Skills :

[Appraisal] : (lvl MAX)

[Aura Strike] : (lvl MAX)

[Aura Shield] : (lvl MAX)

[Mana Claw] : (lvl MAX)

[Fist Blast] : (lvl MAX)

[Mana Burst] : (lvl MAX)

[Oblivion] : (lvl MAX)

[Soaring Steps] : (lvl MAX)

[Blood Absorption] : (lvl MAX)

*Rumble !*

Roaring in delight, he brandished his Black Iron Sword, clashing with Lucas' own Holy Sword.

*Shine !*

A duality of illumination blinding the weeping Earth, submerging the indifferent Heavens, a black and red light collided with fierceness with a yellow and white light, their battle world shaking.

"Die !" Laughing madly, Sullas struck forward with his left fist imbued in Mana, his [Mana Strike] active.

"Demon God ! This is your end !!"

*BOOOM !*

His own left fist striking Sullas', the two figures were sent flying away from one another, slamming on the rocky terrain all around.

Getting back up, they wiped off the blood from their mouth.

"Demon God Sullas ! It doesn't matter how strong you currently are ! I, Hero Lucas, will slay your evil !" Be it his trickling tears, the surrounding rocks or the many corpses, all were floating around from his powerful aura, Lucas holding his greatsword above his head, pointing toward the bloody sky.

*Shine !*

A golden ray of light piercing the Heavens, he lowered his arms, the Holy Sword and it's light beam following.

*Rumble !*

*BOOOOM !*

Mountains flying, the Earth and the Heavens switching places, the sky was filled with gigantic pieces of land, as if an upside-down world.

Dust covering the horizon, Sullas coughed blood, staring at his missing arms in contemplation.

'Tsk ! Wasn't that Black Iron Sword from a higher world ?! Why did it not stop that !?' Cursing, Sullas tried to stabilize his Mana.

Doing so, he noticed Lucas slowly walking in his direction.

Trying to regenerate, Sullas suddenly had his vision turn dark.

'?!'

Unable to see a thing, he felt his body fade, his light mind the only thing left.

Hearing a notification sound, he saw a window of light appear.

'Are you serious ?!'

You have sustained irreversible damage, activating the skill [???] !

Lights flashing, Sullas felt his mind spin before this same sensation stopped soon after.

Unable to move, he watched, as if a possession in first person, his younger self meditate, his vision following his former self's.

A rumble later, Sullas saw words of light appear on the wall in front. It was the same wall he had seen for decades, unable to escape this dungeon prison.

If you read this, it means that the memory sealing technique has been cleared, probably because you are about to die. I, Vaxus, have lied about your cultivation technique. It is actually an unorthodox technique.

It is not exactly called "Forging the path from below", but called "Forging a path of blood from hell".

If you practiced this technique to a certain point, then you will have your former self wither away, barely surviving as a fragmented personality. This technique will turn you into a bloodthirsty demon unable to trust anyone but me and yourself, thriving for power and blood. But while you may gain great power, you will see yourself, a random resident of this kind and peaceful world, become your own worst nightmare.

Now that you have come this far, I truly wonder how you must feel ? Trusting my teachings while all I did was play with your life. Oh~, how much would I give to see your face right now hahaha !!

Did you think a cultivation technique such as this could be handed over freely ? Maybe, but as a former Aura God and current Star Realm powerhouse, I wouldn't gift my greatest masterpiece to low lives.

But hey, I hope you had fun at least ! Bye !

The words of light fading away, Sullas heard his former self cry in outrage.

"What ?! What kind of-" Sounds unable to shake his empty mind, Sullas did not even realize his former self faint, his vision turning completely black once more.

"Demon God Sullas ! This is the end !!" Roaring in pride, Hero Lucas stabbed his giant greatsword through Sullas' barely standing body.

Impaled, Sullas' mind awoke, his mind blank. Watching his impaled body, he felt his strength dissipate, fading into nothingness.

"Huh ?!" Incredulity showing, Hero Lucas watched in confusion as Sullas' red eyes turned black, his cheeks salty from flowing tears.

"..." Not making a sound, Sullas' body limped, his broken mind slowly disappearing, right in the middle of a red and brown dust storm.

'Demon God ? Haha... I never wanted any of it... Why... why did I cultivate this ?... I can't remem...ber...'

Exhaling, Lucas turned around, his Holy Sword still impaling the regret filled body of Sullas, later known throughout history as the Demon God Sullas, greatest enemy of the world and Goddess of Magic, slain by Hero Lucas, the only human to surpass the 94th level, achieving immortality, or so it would say...