206: Demon Lord: Baal the Incinerator

Inside the Cave of Hell, the ancient and tyrannical will that Lin Feng had previously sensed was now letting out a furious roar of defiance.

The entire Cave of Hell swelled violently, like a pustule about to burst. The dark red cavern walls were stretched almost transparent, and countless twisted runes flashed and shattered wildly on them!

"Roar!!!"

A roar, powerful enough to extinguish stars and disrupt laws, erupted from the deepest part of Cave of Hell!

This roar was not merely a sound wave; it was imbued with a will to incinerate all things and the authority of destruction!

Cave of Hell exploded.

It didn't shatter; it was as if a destructive torrent, accumulated for billions of years, had burst it from the inside out!

A destructive energy torrent, darker than the thickest blood and hotter than the most vile magma, erupted like a breached, world-ending sea!

From the core of the eruption, a figure, enveloped in pure chaos and tyranny, surged forth!

The Incinerator, Baal!

His very existence was the ultimate mockery of Elian's absolute order and cold laws.

Baal's body was as massive as a moving mountain, composed of countless pieces of dark metal repeatedly forged in lava and continuously reforged in destruction.

These metals were not inanimate; they writhed and pulsed like living muscles, with an unceasing flow of scorching magma on their surface, emitting a "sizzling" burning sound and the hiss of sulfurous steam.

Most terrifying was his spine!

It was not bone, but gigantic lava bone spurs, piercing through flesh and protruding menacingly from his back!

Each bone spur was like a living volcano, with dark red magma surging within, occasionally erupting violently from its tip or cracks, the splattering sparks transforming into roaring flame spirits in the air before instantly extinguishing.

A "cape" made of solidified yet constantly melting living rock wildly danced, shattered, and reassembled behind him. Each flap stirred up a destructive storm laden with sulfurous fumes and lava fragments.

His head was encased in a twisted, lava-horned helmet, seemingly forged from tormented souls, revealing only a pair of eyes.

Those eyes were like two boiling, churning lakes of magma, with greedy, tyrannical, and insatiable desires for destruction burning wildly within them. Any being that met his gaze would have its soul instantly ignited.

His massive claws were like the fangs of an abyssal beast, tearing through space with every opening and closing, leaving scorched traces.

In Baal's hands were two gigantic, alien-shaped scythes.

The Purgatory Steel.

Their blades seemed to be forged from solidified shadows and the core of the boiling earth, entirely black, yet with a dazzling, purgatorial flame flowing along their edges, capable of severing spatial connections.

Each unconscious slight tremor of the twin blades cut countless tiny, writhing spatial cracks around them, greedily devouring all approaching matter and energy.

The moment Baal burst out of Cave of Hell, the incinerating heatwave and sulfurous storm instantly clashed with the cold power of law brought by Elian's arrival, forming two distinct domains of destruction above the Vatican!

One half was a pale, cold, orderly domain of judgment, where space was frozen into fragile crystals.

The other half was a dark red, scorching, chaotic, and boiling domain of incineration, where space twisted and melted under extreme heat.

Two completely opposite yet equally unimaginably terrifying forces, like two world-ending torrents, violently collided in the small "pond" that was the Vatican!

No words, no probing, not even a trace of superfluous emotion.

When Elian's eyes of judgment, burning with pale holy flames, met Baal's destructive gaze, boiling with magma lakes, in the void, time seemed to be violently pinched by an invisible giant hand, pausing for a billionth of a second.

Immediately following was an ultimate collision beyond mortal imagination!

Elian moved.

He slowly raised the Horn of Finality, made of pale crystals. His movements seemed slow, yet they carried an irresistible inevitability, proclaiming the end of all things.

The moment the horn was raised, the law runes within the entire pale light domain suddenly brightened to their extreme, converging and compressing wildly towards the horn!

"Whoosh!!!"

A long blast from the horn tore through the stagnant space-time!

This sound could not be "heard" with ears.

It was the final judgment resonating directly on the soul level!

Wherever the sound passed, space no longer shattered; instead, it silently vanished into nothingness, like pencil lines erased by a rubber!

The only remaining magnificent dome remnants of St. Peter's Basilica, and the solid ground beneath it, reinforced by a thousand years of faith, vanished into thin air under the sweep of the horn's sound waves, like ice and snow under a scorching sun, leaving not even dust!

They were completely disintegrated, broken down into their most basic energy particles, returning to the chaotic origin of the universe!

A colossal, void-like chasm, its edges flowing with pale flames, instantly appeared in the heart of the Vatican.

"Roar, aooo, aooo!!!"

Baal's roar shattered the spatial fragments solidified by the horn's sound!

His massive body erupted with terrifying speed completely disproportionate to his size, transforming into a lava meteor tearing through space!

The Purgatory Steel twin blades crossed before him, the purgatorial flames flowing on their edges instantly surged, condensing into two destructive arcs of light powerful enough to sever the trajectories of stars!

He did not attempt to block the invisible horn's sound waves but chose the most violent, most direct attack, slashing towards the source of the light, towards Elian's eyes burning with pale holy flames!

The trajectories of the twin blades left behind two continuously expanding "cracks" like living scars!

Space was torn by this slash, imbued with extreme chaos and the law of destruction. The matter at the edges of the cracks wildly self-disintegrated, decayed, and released destructive energy storms, as if opening a breach to the end of heat death!

The judgment sound waves of the horn and the incinerating slash collided violently above the Vatican, above the void-like chasm where the heart of the Holy City had been erased!

There was no earth-shattering explosion.

Only an indescribable, soul-freezing "annihilation"!

Pale and dark red, order and chaos, deconstruction and incineration!

Two ultimate forces representing the two poles of the universe, like two maddened world-ending beasts, fiercely tore, devoured, and annihilated each other!

At the center of the collision, space no longer shattered but was completely and permanently erased!

A pitch-black, profound 'point' of absolute void, from which not even light could escape, was born!

It greedily, frantically devoured everything around it!

Matter, energy, light, even fragments of law!

With this 'point' as the core, a destructive ripple, indescribable in color, a mixture of pale holy flame law traces and dark red hellfire entropy cracks, silently yet irresistibly spread in all directions!

Wherever the ripple reached, it was absolute finality.

The Holy City of Vatican, this sacred land embodying humanity's thousand years of faith, at the instant the ripple passed, was like a sandcastle thrown into strong acid.

The magnificent church spires, the sturdy city walls, the ancient flagstone streets, the treasured scriptures and frescoes... all tangible and intangible existences, in this annihilation ripple beyond the physical plane, silently transformed into the most primitive particle streams, and then were greedily devoured by the central void singularity!

No explosion, no firelight, only a desperate, absolute "disappearance."