"So this is him...His true form,"An Ancient Devil Elder said, as they saw the silhouette that came from a distance.
"How horrific a being."
The approaching silhouette was none other than Ryuk, but this time, the form he had taken was one no one who had ever seen him would ever be able to recognize.
[Host Has Entered A Dual Primal Manifestation]
[Primal Manifestation Level: Demi-God Rank!]
He was two.
One was the him below.
A massive, colossal dragon, the size of a star’s body.
Six massive wings stretched out from his back, their ends disappearing into the far depths of space, and his head beheld a full draconic maw, spilling out breaths powerful enough to rupture entire existence.
Even though he was a dragon, there were no jade blue scales on him.
Instead, it was completely dark, pitch-black scales, streaked with purple lines covering every inch of his colossal body.
His claws were entire kilometers long, gleaming with purple energy, their mere flicker slicing the Void apart, until they left absolutely nothing remaining.
The aura oozing forth from him was nothing unlike what even Ryuk had ever felt from himself.
Yet, this was but one of him.
The other form of him was humanoid, and he stood at the top of the dragon’s head.
A being, 100 meters in height, with a slick muscular frame, seemingly carved by a god of battle.
He had not two but eight massive arms sprouting out of his shoulders.
Every single arm held a scythe 500 meters long, with edges brimming with energy, and each of the eight scythes brimmed with eight different energies.
Around his head was the crown of fragments, three of them lighting up, further sending energy through his body.
He had no skin.
That had already been sacrificed by him, only to be replaced by an endless Void where a total of eight energies coalesced.
Right from the get-go, Ryuk had used an ultimate transformation skill.
One that employed his Abyss and Knull dragon bloodline, representing the dragon he was, and another, the humanoid form he possessed, created from his Beyonder Dragon bloodline, and all his elemental attributes.
He stared straight, and there he found the face.
Knull, before him, the seven-robed figures.
He understood they were most likely the illustrious Ancient Devil Elders that Eravel had warned him about.
"Tandem coactus redire post ultimam ignavam fugam."
Finally forced back, after your last cowardly retreat!
"HEHEHEHE!"
Knull’s boisterous laughter reached Ryuk, who slowly took his gaze away from him, turning to the Knullic domain beneath him.
It was crawling with Knulls, young and old, male and female.
"I will start with only the mercy I will give today," He said, and in the next moment, his fingers reached downward, four of his arms, and then,
FLICCCCCK!
The sound of a flick rang out, and when it ended, the Ancient Elders had their eyes bulging out of their sockets.
They turned downward towards the Knullic Domain, and there was...nothing!
The entire Knullic Domain, containing millions upon millions of fortresses and billions of Knulls, was no longer to be found.
The entire Knullic domain itself had disappeared.
Turning back to Ryuk, they found his arm stretched forward, and in the center of it was a simple ball.
A ball where the Knullic domain could be seen.
The eyes of the Knulls within displayed fear as they looked up, and all they found was his face, so massive, he made them all look like ants.
"He...he reduced the entire Knullic domain to the size of a ball!?"
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[The Knulls.]
[The powerful conqueror race heading from world to world, devouring them with their brutal, unshakeable power.]
[The fear of the evil that they had cast upon this universe has lasted many years before you were at all born.]
The system panel blinked before Ryuk, who silently gazed at the ball.
[Yet, all of that horror. That history. That fear. Held within your palm.]
[The fears of billions. The cry of billions. The rage of billions.]
[All at a risk of being erased with the flex of fingers.]
[You have indeed come far...haven’t you, Ryuk.]
The feeling Ryuk felt now, he could not find a word for it.
He had them all in his hands:
The mighty Knulls.
And he knew in the deepest part of his being that if he tightened his fingers, he could crush the Knullic domain to dust, erasing all of the Knulls in both body and soul.
Even Knull, the manifestation of the Knull bloodline, could not stop him as he moved too fast for him to react.
He had done something none of them could have guessed or prepared for.
And even this thought of his was happening faster than any of the Knull Knull Elders before him could reach halfway through their own heartbeat.
But when one holds such power, like he had, they face a dilemma, and he was now.
To destroy or to spare?
How many lives have they destroyed since the beginning of their existence?
The specific number was beyond his reasoning.
They were evils, deserving of being destroyed, and now he had the power to do so.
To bring an end to the race called Knull.
The question was...Should he?
Should he clench his fingers and erase them all?
His eyes turned fiery with bloodlust and anger, but they quelled not long after.
"This...will be my last mercy to the Knulls..."
Ryuk mused, and in the next moment, a tiny void vortex appeared in his hands, and he threw the ball inside, disappearing to the devil knows where.
It had happened too fast.
All the Ancient Devil Elders saw was the Knullic domain disappearing, reappearing in Ryuk’s hands as a ball, and before they could move a muscle, the vortex had suddenly materialized, and the ball had been flunged in.
"What..." an Elder said, his voice trembling but he completed,
"What have you done?"
"What have I done?"
Ryuk mused beneath his breath, and unconsciously, his humanoid form turned his head to the sky, looking at the endless Void, and a line of blue tears silently trailed down his left eye.
"I gave them the last mercy I have."
[Skill Activated: Oath of the Hollow Heart]
[Host Has Sacrificed A Virtue: Mercy!]
[Sacrifice Accepted.]
[The Spirit of the Eternal Warlord, Nakmora, Has Now Descended Upon The Host!]
One moment, he felt, and the next, there was nothing.
He took one step forward and everything ended.