Void Evolution System

Chapter 1881  Clash of the Titans [10]

Two worlds bled together and became one. Damien found himself in an older body than the last time he was in the Dark God's memories, but the internal structure told him that he was the same person.

'The Worldwalker again.'

He was inside of a massive cathedral as the Worldwalker, but outside was not the scenery that was associated with this memory. Instead, they stood on the large ring that once surrounded Grand Heavens Boundary, Eien.

They had skipped a decent portion of Damien's memories when he tore apart the established boundaries, but only a few years had passed on the Dark God's side considering that the Worldwalker, who was roughly fourteen in the first instance, was now around eighteen or twenty. He had become familiar with his potential at this point, judging from the way his energy was moving.

'Good. This will help.'

The Worldwalker was someone who grew stronger just by existing. At this time, he seemed to have only recently begun learning techniques and methods to control his power, but in terms of base value, his strength was superior to many people.

No, it wasn't his strength, but his constitution. This magnificent body allowed Damien to exhibit Godly power because of his knowledge and skills. If the Worldwalker at this age was given the knowledge of his future self, he would have instantly become Divine. Damien left the church and flew into Eien. This time, he was not going to be ambushed. He scanned the entire field with his senses. The worlds were truly merged, as there were several cities on Eien filled with races that did not exist in the True Void Universe.

However, if Damien appeared as someone from the Dark God's memories, the Dark God had to be someone from his.

'Around this time, the Four Emperors were my greatest concern.'

Logically, the Karmic Emperor couldn't be here since he was plotting with the Immortal Blood Asura. The Inhuman Emperor was off causing mayhem elsewhere, the Soul Emperor was deep in the Abyss sending World Cores to the Foreign Races, and the Saint Emperor…

'He's the only one.'

The Saint Emperor was always following Damien's movements in some way. This place that stood on the border between Grand Heavens Boundary and the Abyss was the stage where he could observe Damien the closest. 'Round two, then.'

Damien activated the energy in the Worldwalker's body. Though he was not in control of it, the entire world responded to his will. He was one with nature yet a being that existed outside of it. In front of him, nature naturally fell into submission. It was a kind of instinct. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Everything that could not be seen was revealed to Damien's eyes, including the location of the one he sought.

He instantly arrived there and attacked before the Dark God could respond.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Still, he was in the Saint Emperor's body. He had control over all of the laws in this world and some understanding of Existence itself at his command. Damien's advantages were only enough to match him.

Damien once again engaged in a battle with that being who he both respected and could not justify. Just…

It was bound to be different, right?

The Dark God didn't have the same motivations and ambitions as the Saint Emperor. He didn't have the same complicated character that turned this battle into something beautiful. Instead of the scene they caused when they put their all into fighting each other on the Ancient Battlefield, this battle seemed more regular.

And, it did not continue for long.

As the two worlds bled more and more, becoming a singular plane, the Dark God's form continuously changed. He cycled between the different enemies and allies Damien created throughout his life as his contribution to the environment did the same.

The environment created by the Dark God's mindscape changed as well, but there was one thing that remained constant.

Damien himself.

Damien never left the body of the Worldwalker. He was never forced to redefine his understanding of his form in the middle of the fight. One would believe that this was enough to give him an absolute advantage, but that was incorrect.

As the Dark God became Malevalon Straea, the Golden Dragon Emperor, or Tian Yang, he switched between different forms of the Worldwalker from when he was very young to when he was an older man.

He even found himself as a baby for just a moment, but his age never crossed thirty or so. Both he and the Dark God were constantly adjusting their stances and readjusting to their levels.

They shifted from being mortals with no training at all to experts who could destroy the entire realm. For a moment, they even became each other. That was the only time Damien ever felt what it was like to shift into a different person in the midst of battle.

And, that seemed to be the final change.

The atmosphere was destroyed and reconstructed over and over again. Damien and the Dark God died and revived, died and revived, each time leaving their mark on the world.

The juxtaposition between the environments they formed with their minds became more severe as their influence grew, and eventually, the environments themselves were the ones fighting and threatening to devour each other.

When the two of them became each other, they experienced a change that was unexpected to both of them.

The bleeding environments finally closed their wounds. When they were patched and healed, they had already become a single entity. There was no longer anything like separation between the minds of the two Supremes.

However, it was the same outcome Damien had been aiming for. It just came at an unexpected time.

The bleeding environments finally closed their wounds. When they were patched and healed, they had already become a single entity. There was no longer anything like separation between the minds of the two Supremes.

They could have used this moment to instantly become familiar with the other person's skills and achievements, but neither of them did so.

After all, what was the point? After fighting for this long, they were already well aware of each other's fortes and flaws in battle. What mattered more was the core of what defined them. In other words, their "identities."

As Supremes, they did not only aim to injure their opponent in a literal sense. A Supreme was essentially an immortal being. There was only one way to bring about the death of one. That core of existence, that bundle of concepts and feelings that defined a person, was one of the most vital things. The universe itself forced one to understand oneself to an extreme level and form that core through the processes undergone to rank up after 4th class. This was because, at the highest level, it was the core of one's existence that would allow one to transcend space and time.

As long as that core was present, a Supreme could be reborn over and over and over again. This ability was the basis by which the cosmos created Dante's physique.

If one was able to get ahold of someone else's core and steal their identity, if one was able to undefine the ego of another person, then even if that person was a Supreme, they were guaranteed to die.

So, Damien and the Dark God did not waste this moment where they were connected completely to look at meager things like techniques.

No, they delved into each other's histories. They viewed each other's Legends and understood each other to the greatest degree possible.

As for the results of that decision…