While he had known this for a long time now, the enormous body reconfirmed that size was the best way to fit power.Д«eneath all of this, the demon lord and the gigantic bug, one would find the abyss. He felt breathless just looking at the enormous body of the creature, like all human labels of saint, legend, and epic were a joke in front of this being. The one survivor, the lord himself, had only managed to crawl a small distance away before he died as well. That one attack had exhausted all of its life, but despite their victory the demons had lost most of their number as well. From the state of the battlefield, the bug had likely used a soul attack to wipe out everything within dozens of kilometres, wiping all life out within its field.

Tens of thousands had been trying to climb up its mountainous body to its head, and Richard could already imagine the blades mincing them every step of the way. The creature was completely surrounded by demons that seemed to have died all in the same moment, many in the middle of their attacks. The upper body was collapsed, but were it standing it would have been kilometres high, with thousands of small sharp blades all over. RichardвЂ™s attention was quickly drawn to a black hill in the middle of the battlefield, but looking closer he realised that it was a huge bug even larger than the broodmother, its lower body almost a thousand metres long and supported by hundreds of joints. Richard could tell that it had originally been a complete plane, but the place had been destroyed in battle and left with that small broken piece that floated to connect to Faelor Their opponents were strange beings that looked like giant beetles. There was an ancient battlefield, millions of demons all lying on the ground in the last throes of their death. A single lord had turned everything within thousands of kilometres barren just to maintain his dying heart. A layer of the abyss could support an archlord as well as dozens of lesser lords, but FaelorвЂ™s origin energy wasnвЂ™t nearly as powerful. The tracks made it seem like the demon lord had crawled to this point before dying of exhaustion. Majority of the origin energy of the Genesis was used to keep the heart of a greater demon lord alive, a being who Richard appraised was at the epic realm or even greater. In the middle of it all was the body of a demon lord. The surprisingly fast current made its way around the hill that was a few dozen metres tall, finally converging into a pool. The stream shimmered ever so softly, and the bottom was filled with scattered specks of magic crystals just like in his own demiplane. This was where the majority of the origin energy of the Genesis was headed, converging into these two waterfalls of pure energy that flowed towards the hill. The domed top was a hundred metres high with a dense growth of glowing mould all over, and there were two waterfalls flowing right out of the void in the distance. His gaze pierced through this natural barrier and swept across the surroundings, finding a natural underground space that was large enough to fit in a dwarven city. Smoke filled the air and twirled around constantly, illuminated by the rays of light coming from the dome. Demon Lord Д®ntering this portal, he found himself coming upon a strange space that smelled of flames and sulphur. Behind the throne was a hidden door where the space was rippling ever so slightly Richard quickly figured out that this was a short distance intraplanar portal. The only thing worth a significant amount here was the darksteel that made up the throne itself as well as the engraved art. However, he was still interested in just how the demon conscient had managed to slip away from his powers before escaping his flames would normally have followed the conscient all the way back, but this time they had failed. He didnвЂ™t think the demon earlier was a greater lord had it been one, it would have been impossible to scare it off so easily. To RichardвЂ™s knowledge, no lesser lord was big enough to occupy such a throne. At this height, even if one wasnвЂ™t necessarily an archlord that controlled an entire layer, they were still much more powerful than a lesser lord. The demon that occupied it had to be at least a hundred metres tall, signifying great might in a society where a beingвЂ™s power was represented by their size. Once the mist cleared, the sheer size of the platform and throne became all the more apparent. The arm rests were in the form of demons facing each other, a classic design for abyssal lords. It seemed to be created naturally and was devoid of decoration, but at its end was a tall darksteel platform with a throne. The palace was enormous, larger than even the hall upstairs.

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