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.

The Aether-Forge was sweltering, the air thick with the smell of molten iron and burnt ozone. 


The fifteen-foot-tall Avatar of Thaurissan, the God of Forging, knelt on the heavy metal grating. His flaming beard cascaded over the floor, singeing the steel. He didn't look up. He remained bowed in a posture of absolute, uncharacteristic humility for a Level 85 Divine Craftsman. 


A few feet away, mortal Dwarf King Thrain was still frozen on his knees. Thrain's jaw hung completely open. He looked from the burning God to the dark-armored Emperor, unable to process the sheer absurdity of the scene. 


"Master," Thaurissan's voice rumbled again, a deep, earth-shaking sound of pure awe. "I felt the resonance across the cosmos. Teach me your secrets."


He didn't lower the Void-Calamity Scepter. The newly evolved, Tier 10 Divine Artifact hummed softly in his grip. The violet Void-fire crystal pulsed with a lethal, absolute readiness. 


Chapter 219 - Chapter 219: The Extortion of a God