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Chapter 826 The Lie of Existence · Nov 01, 2026

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801 Chapter 801 A Smile in the Snow (1) 2026-11-01
802 Chapter 802 A Smile in the Snow (2) 2026-11-01
803 Chapter 803 Black Hole Sovereign 2026-11-01
804 Chapter 804 A Choice for Death 2026-11-01
805 Chapter 805 After Death Was Challenged 2026-11-01
806 Chapter 806 Where Empires Turn to Ash (1) 2026-11-01
807 Chapter 807 Where Empires Turn to Ash (2) 2026-11-01
808 Chapter 808 The Pursuer (1) 2026-11-01
809 Chapter 809 The Pursuer (2) 2026-11-01
810 Chapter 810 The Devouring of Death (1) 2026-11-01
811 Chapter 811 The Devouring of Death (2) 2026-11-01
812 Chapter 812 AFTER THE FALL OF DEATH (1) 2026-11-01
813 Chapter 813 After the Fall of Death (2) 2026-11-01
814 Chapter 814 Imitation (1) 2026-11-01
815 Chapter 815 Imitation (2) 2026-11-01
816 Chapter 816 Tools of War (1) 2026-11-01
817 Chapter 817 Tools of War (2) 2026-11-01
818 Chapter 818 The Night Before the End (1) 2026-11-01
819 Chapter 819 The Night Before the End (2) 2026-11-01
820 Chapter 820 The Eve of Catastrophe (1) 2026-11-01
821 Chapter 821 The Eve of Catastrophe (2) 2026-11-01
822 Chapter 822 War is a game (1) 2026-11-01
823 Chapter 823 War is a game (2) 2026-11-01
824 Chapter 824 The Tide of Black Flame 2026-11-01
825 Chapter 825 Supernova Ignition 2026-11-01
826 Chapter 826 The Lie of Existence 2026-11-01
827 Chapter 827 Against the Duke of Hell 2026-11-01
828 Chapter 828 The Truth Beyond Demons 2026-11-01
829 Chapter 829 A One-Sided Slaughter (1) 2026-11-01
830 Chapter 830 A One-Sided Slaughter (2) 2026-11-01
831 Chapter 831 The Shattering (1) 2026-11-01
832 Chapter 832 The Shattering (2) 2026-11-01
833 Chapter 833 Beyond Despair (1) 2026-11-01
834 Chapter 834 Beyond Despair (2) 2026-11-01
835 Chapter 835 The Meaning of Terror (1) 2026-11-01
836 Chapter 836 The Meaning of Terror (2) 2026-11-01
837 Chapter 837 The Meaning of Terror (3) 2026-11-01
838 Chapter 838 The Last Chain Shattered (1) 2026-11-01
839 Chapter 839 The Last Chain Shattered (2) 2026-11-01
840 Chapter 840 Nameless vs Agaroth (1) 2026-11-01
841 Chapter 841 Nameless vs Agaroth (2) 2026-11-01
842 Chapter 842 Perseverance 2026-11-01
843 Chapter 843 The Price of Salvation 2026-11-01
844 Chapter 844 Ashes That Challenged Eternity (1) 2026-11-01
845 Chapter 845 Ashes That Challenged Eternity (2) 2026-11-01
846 Chapter 846 Endless Struggle (1) 2026-11-01
847 Chapter 847 Endless Struggle (2) 2026-11-01
848 Chapter 848 Alexander Rybak 2026-11-01
849 Chapter 849 Dark Devotion 2026-11-01
850 Chapter 850 Fractured Origin (1) 2026-11-01

Chapter 826 The Lie of Existence

What V had done before had broken the encirclement.

It allowed humanity to breathe.

But what Abraham had done ..

was on an entirely different level.

A sword the size of a continent—

its light reaching even Snow in space.

Its radiance purified all darkness ...

annihilating demons,

reducing them to fragments of black and red dust scattered into the air.

The enemy had numbered in the millions—

many times greater than humanity.

Yet ... with a single strike ...

that advantage vanished.

The explosion deafened ears.

Many humans lost their hearing from its sheer force.

Others were blinded by the brilliance of the blade.

But losing sight and sound—

was a small price to pay compared to losing their lives.

In space, Snow remained silent.

Unmoving.

The scale of Abrahamʼs attack had left him stunned.

From above—

he saw it clearly.

”The Ultras Continent… has been split in two…”

A single strike.

A continent divided.

More than eighty percent of the enemy ...

erased from existence.

Abraham emerged from the fading light,

his body releasing scorching steam that caused the air around him to boil.

He stepped forward, sword in hand .

calm.

As though he had not just unleashed a catastrophe.

He looked upon the destruction before him ...

then turned his gaze to the allies behind him.

Clearing his throat, he addressed them all.

”Soldiers of the Empire—listen carefully.”

”Carve my words into your minds… and into your hearts.”

”This battlefield… was made for those ready to die.”

”For men prepared to throw their lives away in pursuit of victory.”

”Those who do not wish to die… those who fear death…”

”…have no place here.”

He moved forward as he spoke—

chasing down what remained of the enemy.

”If you wish to live—then run.”

”Leave this place. Do not return.”

”No one will blame you.”

”No one will call you a coward.”

”Go back home.”

”And do not fear… I will fight in your place.”

Abrahamʼs words froze many where they stood.

It was a strange speech.

Unexpected.

A leader ...

who should have driven his soldiers forward .

had instead told them to flee.

If you are not ready to die—

run.

Save yourself.

It was…

mercy.

A rare thing in this era—

an age consumed by struggle and survival.

It was not the speech of a typical commander.

Yet ...no one complained.

Because Abraham had already fulfilled his promise.

He had annihilated most of the enemy.

And he was still pursuing what remained.

There was no need for soldiers.

No need for an army.

They were… unnecessary here.

But instead of shame ..

the soldiers of the Empire felt something else.

Gratitude.

Before the eyes of humanityʼs champions—and the warriors of the Shadow sect—

it began.

At first, dozens.

Then hundreds.

Soldiers of the Empire turned their backs on the battlefield… and fled.

They did not break.

They did not panic.

They obeyed.

They retreated under the command of the very man who had just saved them—

the man who chose to show them mercy.

Faced with such a scene, neither the heroes of humanity nor the elites of the Shadow Sect could decide ..

was this wisdom… or folly?

Even if one wished to argue ...

Abraham had already silenced them.

What he had done… left no room for debate.

Above them, however—

one man was anything but silent.

The Emperor of Dragons snarled, fury rumbling in his voice.

”He held back that kind of power all this time—only to waste it on weaklings of no worth?!”

”What could have been a decisive trump card against the strongest enemies… squandered so carelessly!”

”What kind of commander reveals everything this early?!”

”What kind of leader tells his own soldiers to run?!”

Kalameetʼs anger was justified.

From a purely strategic standpoint ...

Abrahamʼs decision bordered on recklessness.

Fulghor, however, remained silent.

There was no protest in his gaze—

only a quiet, unspoken respect.

As for Frey…

he said nothing.

Neither agreement nor denial.

Only observation.

Only thought.

ʼIncredible… while I was forging my strength… he was doing the same.ʼ

There was no frustration in him.

No doubt.

Only a quiet, undeniable satisfaction.

His father—

had reached a height far beyond expectation.

Two Ignitions.

Stacked.

A Supernova.

A force so explosive that even Frey could not immediately measure its upper limits.

ʼWithout question… in that state, Abraham stands among the absolute strongest in this war.ʼ

Nameless spoke with genuine admiration.

This was no hollow praise ...

but recognition.

Of power.

Of presence.

Of inevitability.

ʼAnd what he did… was not meaningless.ʼ

Frey nodded slightly.

”Theyʼve finally revealed themselves.”

The near-instant annihilation of the demonic army had shaken even the enemy.

And so—

the true players began to move.

Amid a sea of puppets ..

something emerged.

A grotesque, mutated entity—

its body writhing with dozens of glowing blue arms.

Where its head should have been—

there was only a blazing blue flame.

Simon Manus.

No longer merely a creator .

but something reborn through the Devilʼs Seed and that mysterious blue substance.

Its presence alone surpassed the SSS threshold.

From the west .

another figure advanced.

A demon.

Its gray skin cracked like dying stone,

sunken eyes hollow with something ancient,

dark blue lips curled in stillness.

With every step .

the ground froze beneath it.

Its power was no less terrifying.

But the greatest threat—

came from the east.

A monstrous surge of aura erupted—

and with it, shadows came alive.

They slithered across the earth like colossal serpents.

The third seat of the Higher Demons—

Vayne, the King Shadow.

And yet—

Amon did not appear.

Even so ... Vayne alone was enough.

A true monster.

Enough to draw forth one of their own.

Fulghor stepped forward.

At last.

”My opponent is here.”

His voice was deep—steady.

”Iʼll handle the Third Seat. The rest is yours.”

Then—

he moved.

A golden meteor tore through the sky as Fulghor descended.

Unlike before—

he held nothing back.

No divided power.

No restraint.

This time ...

he carried one hundred percent of his immense aura.

His intent was clear.

To end Vayne.

Completely.

But this was no ordinary Third Seat.

Something deeper ...

something far more dangerous—

lurked beneath that demonic form.

even this clash defied prediction.

And then ... as if the battlefield had not already reached its threshold .

something else appeared.

Not below.

But above.

Far beyond the battlefield—

in the silence of space.

Before Snow Leonhart .. clad in his radiant white armor .

the fabric of reality distorted.

A gray fracture split time and space—

opening like a wound.

From it .. an old man stepped through.

Tall.

Long-bearded.

Wrapped in dark robes.

A weathered wooden staff resting in his grasp.

There was no overwhelming pressure.

No suffocating aura.

And yet— cold sweat slid down Snowʼs back.

Because this was no ordinary enemy.

This was the Dark Duke of Hell.

Maskith.

”Well now… this isnʼt very reassuring, Lord of Light.”

Maskith smiled faintly, baring his teeth.

”Afraid already? The battle hasnʼt even begun.”

His tone was casual.

Almost bored.

”Forgive me for choosing you as my opponent.”

”This place… is simply quieter.”

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