Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

A sudden emergence of a black liquid substance surprised everyone in the Genesis City Remedium.

Ninth and the rest of her team stepped backward as they saw the black liquid form in front of them into what seemed like pillars.

Even the Enchanted Queen didn't know what was happening. She eyed the black liquid with suspicion. She was ready to act whenever this black liquid did something with malice towards them.

What was most unsettling about the black liquid was the strange skulls forming around the surface of the black liquid. It looked like they were humans, who were trying to break through the black liquid to gasp for air. But unfortunately, they would be forever trapped in the black liquid with no way out.

This led them to believe that the Black Dragon Malificient had come crawling back from the dead.

But the only one who didn't feel afraid was Tulip. Somehow, the power and aura emanating from the black liquid was something familiar to her. It was as if she could feel Atlan's presence within it.

Knowing Atlan's power to absorb the deaths of all those he had witnessed, everything made sense for Tulip.

She watched with bated breaths as the black liquid continued to form into a black door, with deathly symbols and creatures embedded deep into the very door itself.

It looked like the doorway to hell itself.

A few seconds later, the double door that led to the infernal lands of the dead suddenly creaked open, showing a glimpse of the void and nothingness beyond.

TAP TAP TAP

The sounds of delicate footsteps rang out into the Remedium, surprising Ninth and the rest of them. Just the fact that those footsteps sounded human led them to believe that this was someone they knew! This was Atlan.

And just as they guessed, the one that came walking out of the depths of hell was none other than Atlan himself.

Somehow, he only had a black robe donned upon himself and nothing else. The battle suit that he once wore was gone, destroyed from the very explosion that should have killed him from the very beginning.

Tulip immediately ran towards Atlan and embraced him. She was worried for a second there that he truly died, but she was glad that she was wrong. Atlan would never die!

The Enchanted Queen chuckled to herself.

She knew just how low the chances of Atlan surviving that explosion were. After all, it was the combination of the holy explosion and his own explosion that would have certainly doomed his entire being before he could even try to do something about it.

But somehow, he was able to do it. Not only that, the power and aura he was emitting now was unlike anything she had ever seen before.

If Atlan was a simple worm back then, then now he had grown into his own dragon of death, who emanated a subtle but terrifying aura of nonchalance. It was as if he didn't care if people died or not, because it all benefited him in the end.

"I see you've consolidated your new strength," said the Enchanted Queen.

Somehow, the chaos and destruction caused by the holy explosion allowed Atlan to forcibly consolidate all the power and strength he gained from the hundreds of thousands of Specialist-level Canzers.

That would have been impossible through any other circumstance. But through a stroke of luck, the holy explosion occurred just in time as his own explosion, allowing a very rare moment in time where Atlan and the power he gained were all destroyed into mere atoms.

The power he gained turned from a hostile entity into a collection of pure energy.

So, when he rebuilt his body, it was easy to incorporate the new energy into his own power, increasing it tremendously without any of the downsides.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime moment, and somehow, Atlan was able to achieve it.

She didn't know if this was luck or fate at this point.

But there was one thing for sure. The Enchanted Queen was glad that she allied herself with Atlan. Now that he had consolidated into a near demi-god being of death, she was sure that all the other gods of the humans were starting to get afraid.

"I still don't know the full extent of my powers," said Atlan.

Right now, he felt both human and godlike at the same time.

He felt full of power, yet unable to assess how much.

He was still getting used to his new body. Even the Soul System that he was so familiar with back then was gone, and replaced by that dimensionless point in the middle of his body.

"Atlan, is…is that you?" Ninth and the other Saviors slowly approached the Star Porter.

Even though he looked the same, his presence was completely different from the porter that they knew at the beginning. It was as if they were looking at a more mature, scarred Atlan who was ready to do anything to achieve his goals.

"Yes, it's me," Atlan replied. "But I've changed. I needed to. We need to. After all, our way of life has been completely overturned. Chaos and destruction are happening in our City at this very moment."

Ninth and the others couldn't understand the further meaning inside his words.

"What do you mean?" Ninth asked.

Atlan pointed at the remnants of the church beneath their feet. There was nothing but ashes and coal in this place.

"The Church is destroyed. The whole City is panicking at this moment," Atlan replied, looking out into the distance.

This led Ninth and the others to panic as well.

"That's not possible."

"You stopped the explosion, right?"

"This is the Remedium. Anything that happens here stays in the Remedium."

With regard to their confusion, the Enchanted Queen had to give them the true spiel.

"The Church is a critical point in your territory. Once it is destroyed here, then it is destroyed in the real world as well."