"Huh...? Where are we...?"
Neremoth questioned as he looked around with a confused look on his face.
This space seemed... strange.
Even though it did resemble the Outer Space, something felt different.
It was... dark.
And for the first time in his long life, he found this ’darkness’ creepy. Other than the strange objects, everything here—even the Worlds—were dark. It was almost as if Light did not exist in this place.
What’s worse?
He could no longer sense his connection to the Universe.
It was a discomforting feeling, and what strengthened this feeling even further was the fact that the Space Artifact that should have teleported him to his desired coordinate was not working.
According to it, the desired coordinate he set up... no longer existed.
It felt like the Artifact was brought out of its usage scope, and it wasn’t a good feeling.
Something was wrong.
Neremoth could feel it.
The signs were bad—he... he might have fallen into a trap.
His mind raced, trying to think of ways to get out of this situation, and then, his eyes fell on him.
The Anomaly.
Hovering in the air with his eyes closed, acting like he couldn’t even see him. Neremoth, of course, did not like that attitude.
"I asked a question."
He spoke, his crimson eyes narrowed.
"Where are we?"
He repeated.
And this time, Nux, who was still busy comprehending the Laws he devoured, opened his eyes, staring at Neremoth with an expressionless look on his face.
He squeezed out a few full seconds of attention from this situation—it was enough for him to comprehend a few Laws, but he could no longer ignore Neremoth any further.
No matter what, Neremoth was still an Eternal—one of the strongest Eternals at that. Even if he had absolute advantage here, he still needed to move.
And that is what Nux did.
He willed himself to appear right in front of Neremoth, and before the being of Darkness could even understand what had happened—
BOOOOOOM
Nux punched, and in an instant, the weight of hundreds of worlds fell on Neremoth’s body, and for the first time in a long while—
He felt it.
Fear.
His crimson eyes shined in surprise and horror. He tried to move away the instant his mind processed the strength behind that punch but...
It was already too late.
The punch landed, hitting his chest—the only ’materialistic’ part of his body and the only part that could truly be crushed by a physical attack. In other words, his weakness.
Yes, Nux already knew about it.
He had done his research. In the limited time he had, the Laws he chose to comprehend and the memories he chose to see belonged to the three True Borns of the Supreme World of Darkness.
In that limited time, he understood everything he could understand about the True Borns of the Supreme World of Darkness: how their body worked, the usual abilities they had, their Laws, their Bloodline powers, and their weaknesses.
In an instant, Neremoth’s body exploded into black mist, only his widened crimson eyes remained in their place. Nux could see how they were losing their shine, almost as if his life force was slipping out.
Soon, the crimson eyes lost all their shine, turning into the black mist similar to the rest of his body, and all this Mist gathered behind Nux, where a new pair of crimson eyes had already reappeared.
"W-What was that!? What did you do!?"
Neremoth, whose body was reconstructed back to how it originally was, questioned, still horrified by the punch that tore through his defenses as if they were made of paper.
"How can a mere Primordial exert this much stre—"
He tried questioning but—
BOOOOOOM
Nux punched, destroying his body yet again.
But once again, it did not make a difference.
Neremoth’s body reformed, and once again—
"How are you moving like that!? I do not sense the Space around me being affec—"
He tried asking but—
BOOOOOOM
Nux punched again.
And this did not stop.
"Why can’t I stop yo—"
BOOOOOOM
"Answer my questi—!"
BOOOOOOM
"You Bastar—"
BOOOOOOM
"Where is this place!? Who are yo—"
BOOOOOOM
"I will kill you in the most painful way I can!!!—"
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