The last stronghold of humanity has fallen. Lucifer Obsidian dies in the apocalyptic fires of the Abyssal invasion. He snaps awake in his own bed exactly ten years in the past. It is the Day of Awakening. This is the exact moment the Soulbound Arcanum integrates with reality. The system enforces the absolute laws of magic, stats, and levels upon the world.

The soul of Lucifer is too heavy. It is completely saturated with a decade of bloodshed and divine wars. The World Laws attempt to assign him a standard mortal class. His paradoxical existence violently shatters the system instead.

[Error! Paradox detected. Host possesses excessive timeline energy!]
[Class integration abandoned. Recalculating reality formatting…]
[Divine Talent Awakened: Apex Multiplier (Passive)]
[Effect: All material gains, attributes, summoning probabilities, and resources affecting the Host are multiplied 10,000 fold.]

Lucifer is armed with a divine system that fundamentally overwrites reality. He refuses to play by rules of a doomed timeline. He is not going to just survive the apocalypse. He is going to completely monopolize it. A single breath of ambient mana violently skyrockets his physical attributes to superhuman levels. A cheap low-tier summoning stone tears a physical hole in the celestial veil. It pulls down Elara as a lethally beautiful Fallen Valkyrie. A basic architectural repair scroll instantly transforms his crumbling family estate into an impenetrable black-glass fortress.

The Great Integration unleashes dungeons across the earth. Mutated beasts and corrupt gods flood the physical plane. The monsters were no more the apex predators. Lucifer will sever his ties to the rotting earth and forcefully raise his kingdom into the sky.

The Abyssal gods are coming to end the world. The Regressor is waiting for them. He has all the absolute power this time.

Lucifer's fist was buried deep inside the chest of the God of Light. 


The heat was apocalyptic. The blinding white plasma making up Solaris Prime's true body seared against Lucifer's Gauntlet of the Void King. 


The Mythic dark matter hissed and sparked violently, desperately trying to repel the absolute, concentrated holy fire of a Level 100 divine core. 


He didn't pull his arm back. He tightened his grip. 


Underneath the churning plasma, his iron-clad fingers were wrapped entirely around a solid, pulsating sphere of blinding light. It felt like holding a miniature, angry star. 


The God of Light staggered backward, his colossal, sunburst face flickering in sudden, profound disbelief. He grabbed Lucifer's arm with both burning hands, trying to physically rip the mortal's hand out of his chest. 


Chapter 167 - Chapter 167: The Execution of Heaven