Vile Evil Hides Under The Veil-Chapter 1978: Recalling Eternal Ichor Prophecy

God Raashim decided to immediately get rid of the nuisance for his avatar so that they both could move on.

His divine senses stretched far, brushing against the energies of the sea, sensing the pulse of the island, and catching traces of the mana streams flowing beneath the ground.

But he did not notice Eren. He could not because Eren had just activated the Spatial Anchors and slipped through the space fabric.

Then something shifted.

A strange stillness fell over the altar. The Divine Bridge behind him dimmed just slightly, like a candle flickering in the wind.

Raashim felt it– someone using a novel space-time method to get close to him. It was a small ripple in the flow of his presence, like someone had stepped into existence from his shadow.

His brows furrowed.

And before he could fully turn—

Pain.

Sharp. Sudden. Deep.

It was unlike anything he had felt in millenia.

An unnatural coldness spread through his back.

Hm? Wait. How could I feel cold with my True Body?

How could I….. aaaaaaaaargh!

His body, forged in divine essence, was pierced. His mouth opened, but no sound came out. His limbs froze. His thoughts scrambled.

The source of the pain pulsed. Violent. Wild.

It wasn't ordinary mana. It wasn't divine either. It was a combination of so many things.

Then Raashim felt a rage that did not belong to this world directed at him. And its origin was deep within his own body.

Add to the fact that he was facing dual suppression from Labh Salem's World Will and Eren's pseudo Immortal Domain, all he could do was watch and think to himself.

Then Raashim saw him. The mortal holding an Immortal Artifact. Or rather, a mortal that was merged with an Immortal Artifact.

Using Demon Prince's fragment as an Immortal Artifact Spirit?

Am I being targeted by Demon Prince Samael?

No… that's not right.

We will soon belong to the same camp against Elder Ichor's pantheon. Why would he target me?

Wait… there's one more entity who can use a Demon Prince's Soul Fragment!

I… my avatar was being targeted by the Young Demon Emperor?

Raashim suddenly remembered the prophecy about the True Inheritor of the Eternal Ichor's Divine Throne. And when he did, a cold sweat seemed to run down his spine. His throat felt dry—strange, considering his body had long since moved past such mortal habits.

Kill this seed, thee must,

Lest it groweth, sans the resistance,

For at whiche hour this Elder Seed enters

The worlds of creators,

It shalt spell doom

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To all its traitors.

Was he a traitor to the Eternal Ichor's throne because he carried an elemental God Spark and hadn't offered it to Eren? Because he felt a looming threat that someone like a true Lord of the Elements would one day usurp his divinity?

Was it because he had supported the active and targeted killing of the so-called True Inheritor?

Or maybe it was because he had agreed to back Goddess Mortessa in her plan to break the Elder Ichor's pantheon and separate it from its demonic heritage once and for all?

I'm not the only one who did those things, damn it. Why are you targeting only me?

Raashim screamed silently in his mind.

He had merely thought of making things difficult for Eren. But this goddamn lunatic had come for him first.

It was like a crazed loan shark demanding payments for a loan you hadn't even taken—or agreed to.

The prophecy had clearly stated they needed to deal with Eren before he rose to godhood. And yet, the Immortals had hesitated. Trapped in their own Immortal Domains, still distrustful of each other, they'd delayed.

But they weren't exactly ignorant. They all knew about the prophecy. It wasn't that they underestimated Eren. They simply believed he had only recently become a demigod.

How could a mere demigod pose any real threat to Immortals—beings who were omnipotent within their own realms?

It had seemed foolish to think Eren could harm them just by touching the threshold of divinity. So they planned to take their time. Watch. Wait.

Eventually, they would find him, corner him, kill him. And then move on like nothing had happened.

At least that was the plan.

***

The god's thoughts raced when Asura was plunged into his non-existing heart, which was slowly being summoned into existence under Eren's domain AFTER it was pierced.

How had this happened? How had Eren gotten so close? Why hadn't he sensed him? Why didn't the altar or the Divine Bridge react?

But the answers didn't come. He could only look at Shir from the corner of his eyes and hate him for being too incompetent. Is this how a son takes care of his father?

His divinity flickered. The bridge behind him warped. His legs buckled mid-air, and for the first time, Raashim felt small—helpless in a world where he was supposed to reign.

Then, the girl stepped forward. She was a naiad. Raashim didn't even have to guess her identity– it was an Immortal Spirit of an Elder Seed Artifact.

Curse… curse you God Aleph.

Curse you for making those abominated artifacts and then spreading them all across the boundless cosmos. Curse this spirit too who dared to kill a god.

And oh yes… god Aleph… fuck your choice of choosing this vile man as your true heir.

Weren't you very righteous when you were alive?

Weren't you the one who locked away all his emotions because he couldn't handle the burden of his own demonic heritage?

Didn't you face all your opponents head on?

How could a dead god like you choose a polar opposite backstabbing bastard, this motherfucking cunning son of a bitch as your heir? Aren't you tainting your legacy– your name by doing this?

***

Thalisa didn't care what her victim was thinking at this point.

She simply pulled.

And just like that—his God Origin was gone.

The core of his power. The very thing that made him Immortal.

His knees dropped into the air beneath him, no longer able to hover with pride. His vision blurred. His spirit trembled.

The Divine Bridge cracked. His Divine Kingdom—the gates of his Immortal Domain—were slowly closing.

His Immortal Writ was being overridden. His Spirit Body was turning into a body of flesh and blood.

Soon, they would shut completely, locking him out. And then, his Immortal Domain would begin to collapse.

It might still exist as a ruined divine domain, a ruined plane of existence, after his death, but it would no longer belong to him.

No. I… I must retaliate. I must strike back. End him once and for all. I… I can still survive if I take over Shir's body…

A flame of vengeance and a desperate will to survive ignited deep within Raashim at the same time.

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AN: the terms Immortal Writs and ruined planes of existence were mentioned in chapter 1845. Eternal Ichor Prophecy was mentioned in chapter 744.