Calling All World-Hoppers—The Multiverse Conquest Begins!
The Void marches on.
Barbatos has already crushed the Ghost Plane, If you're a Patreon supporter, then you've witnessed the collapse firsthand.
And now turns his fury toward Tal, a scorched abyss where the Frost Giant King—its final boss—awaits his fall. One more higher realm I will introduce in middle with the Lava waste land in conquest, completing the all the most of the arcs by chapter 500.
But to invade a world, Barbatos needs coordinates—and he gets them from one source:
> Blood Void Demons.
Whenever someone in another world dares to summon void demon—through dark rituals, pacts, or sacrifices—they unknowingly expose their realm. The path opens.
And now, I want your help.
What world should Barbatos conquer next?
Any world where demonic summoning, forbidden magic, cursed contracts, or rituals exist qualifies.
Examples:
Game of Thrones – Red Priestess births a shadow demon.
Blue Exorcist – Exorcist summoning circles.
Persona 5 – Contracts with inner devils.
Fate Series – Rituals summon heroic spirits.
Chainsaw Man – Blood contracts with devils.
Black Clover, Elden Ring, Demon Slayer—all qualify.
Obscure picks welcome. If it fits and inspires, I might make it canon.
This isn't just a story—it's a multiversal Conquest.
Barbatos is coming. Nowhere is safe.
*****
But when the three-headed dog saw this, its heart sank.
The use of legendary equipment consumed a lot of energy, and every time it was hit and resisted attacks, the consumption increased exponentially. If the Horned Demon Commander continued like this, he would not be able to last long.
Just when the three-headed dog was anxious, from the corner of its eye, it suddenly noticed a huge black dragon claw suddenly protruding from the space not far from the four-armed sword demon. It suddenly exclaimed,
"Sword Demon, be careful!"
The four-armed sword demon noticed the sneak attack of the black dragon before the three-headed dog made a sound, but noticing it did not mean he could dodge the attack. It was too sudden, and the four-armed sword demon did not even consider Yaro letting go of the black dragon. In shock and panic, the four-armed sword demon only had time to use energy to form a layer of protection around himself before he was pinched hard by the dragon's claws.
There was a click, and the energy protection shattered almost instantly. The four-armed sword demon felt the crisis of death; his eyes turned red, and one of his blade arms, fused with the magic sword, slashed hard at the dragon claw. With a tearing sound, the dragon claw, dragon scales, and flesh broke open under the astonishing sharpness of the blade, sinking deeply into the bone, almost splitting the huge dragon claw into two pieces.
I was in a bit of pain, but I was also very cruel to myself. I didn't care about the dragon claw that was about to break. I focused my strong and pure spiritual energy into the dragon claw and then used the spiritual martial arts technique—Hundred Splitting Fist.
Use the skills.
In an instant, three spiral spiritual energies burst out from the jet-black dragon claw, intertwining and merging into one like three swimming dragons, fiercely blasting toward the four-armed sword demon trapped in the dragon claws.
The psychic energy exploded, covering the four-armed sword demon in blood, and one of his arms was directly broken. The severely injured four-armed sword demon weakly resisted, only to be pinched hard by the huge jet-black dragon claws. The sound of bones exploding rang out.
On the battlefield, the five ghost kings and the other two demon commanders noticed this scene. They were all shocked and a little stunned.
The black dragon's closed claws opened, revealing the limp corpse of the four-armed sword demon, several meters tall, lying within. At that moment, a black long sword, more than two meters long, emerged from the corpse of the four-armed sword demon. It broke away and turned into a black light, attempting to escape.
I was already prepared, and another dragon claw broke through the air, grabbing it.
The black knife struggled wildly in the dragon's claws, cutting into the dragon's scales until blood dripped. I snorted as my tyrannical mental power and spiritual energy burst out simultaneously, suppressing the black sword.
Although legendary weapons can spontaneously activate some power, they are temporarily trapped by me even when used by their masters, let alone now that they are no longer wielded by one.
A black energy emerged from the suppressed black sword—the soul of the four-armed sword demon leader.
Seeing that the black sword was suppressed, this guy had no choice but to escape from the black sword.
However, I, who had hunted legendary creatures many times, was already quite familiar with dealing with legendary souls. As soon as the black pot came out, combined with the talent I had just acquired—[Soul Swallowing]—I easily sealed the soul of the four-armed sword demon inside it.
When the five ghost kings saw the four-armed sword demon commander being dealt with by the black dragon, they reacted extremely quickly, surrounding the Abyss three-headed dog commander and the horned demon commander, who saw the opportunity and wanted to escape.
Extremely tough vines, bone-chilling frost, powerful spiritual attacks, and long-range assaults from the three ghost kings directly made the horned demon commander and the three-headed dog feel their scalps go numb, trapping them completely.
At this moment, the Red Ghost King and the White Ghost King also rushed over. The two powerful figures unleashed a massive force like stormy waves, directly breaking through the defense formed by the horned demon commander's arm gauntlets. However, although the energy armor on the Abyss three-headed dog wobbled slightly, not a single crack appeared.
But even though no crack appeared, the Abyss three-headed dog was extremely frightened because half of the energy in its body had been sucked away by the legendary armor in an instant. It panicked, realizing it did not have much energy left.
Seeing this, the five ghost kings became even more excited. They chased the two demon leaders and bombarded them wildly, hoping to take advantage of the opportunity to kill them.
I hovered in mid-air, watching this scene coldly without offering any assistance.
The dragon's claw was still recovering from its injuries. The legendary weapon, combined with the wounds inflicted by the legendary second-level powerhouse, left residual energy that was quite difficult to deal with, greatly slowing down the effect of [super-speed recovery] and [Radiant Force Field].
However, my reason for not stepping in to help the five ghost kings was not because of my injuries.
The reason was simple—I wanted to maintain a relative balance.
Now was not the time for the demons to collapse.
"It should be almost done," I muttered to myself in a low voice.
Before I could finish my thoughts, a red light rushed out from the water mist area in the distance—it was the leader of the Balor Fire Demon, who had been trapped inside.
Yaro's eyes were filled with rage. As soon as he emerged, he locked onto the black dragon floating motionless in mid-air, preparing to kill him. But soon, he saw the horned demon and the three-headed dog being chased by five ghost kings, and the four-armed sword demon commander was nowhere to be seen. His expression changed slightly. The Balor Fire Demon let out an angry roar before turning around and chasing after the five ghost kings.
The furious echoes of the Balor Demon still lingered in the air.
"Black Dragon, prepare to face Lord Yaro's wrath!"
"Oh? I'll be waiting." I responded mockingly.
By this time, my dragon claw's injuries had also recovered.
I sensed the astonishing battle fluctuations coming from some surrounding areas but ignored the outcome of the battle between the ghost kings and the demon commanders. I grinned, and my dragon shadow disappeared.
When I reappeared, the huge black dragon was already in the desert.
A nine-meter-tall legendary Balor was fiercely fighting a legendary Frost Ghost.
The sudden appearance of the black dragon surprised both parties.
A moment later, I left leisurely. At the same time, two corpses and two legendary souls, contained in black jars, appeared in my reincarnation space.
"We have to hurry up. Otherwise, we won't have such a good chance if we are discovered," I said to myself.
Next, several areas in the Silver Moon Desert, where legendary ghost clans and legendary demons were fighting, became strangely calm.
This unexpected change made the legendary experts on both sides vigilant. They stopped fighting and quickly assembled.
Tens of thousands of meters high above the looming desert, I hid in the clouds, watching the legendary auras disappear everywhere, shaking my head with some pity.
However, when I thought of the four additional legendary corpses and the four black jars in my reincarnation space, a smile of satisfaction flashed in my eyes.
The tacit agreement between the ghost clan and the demons restrained the top powerhouses from attacking each other easily, allowing only first-level legendary powerhouses and armies below the legendary level to fight fiercely.
This default rule also allowed me, an outsider, to reap huge benefits.
But this was a one-time opportunity.
"It's time to go back. After devouring these legends, my strength will be further improved. If I can successfully refine the legendary weapon Black sword again…" my mind kept racing.
The next moment, the huge black dragon shuttled through any door and returned to the forest base.
In the forest base
I, now in my three-meter-tall dragon human form, stood at the teleportation altar alongside the six-armed snake demon Ozzy, who had shrunk in size, the fallen evil giant Nurraf, the Barro fire demon Balor, and my family members, Roy and Brain.
With a burst of light, I and the others left the ghost plane.
After we left, the more than two thousand remaining demons in the forest base lost their ruler and quickly dispersed. Some hid, while others couldn't bear the desire to kill in their hearts and began to wander to other places, killing ghosts and devouring flesh, blood, and souls to strengthen themselves.
To the west, the first few thousand Black Wing warriors who arrived, without the two commanders, Roy and Brain, formed teams of ten and began to spread toward the huge ghost plane.
This time, I severely offended the ghost clan and the demons of Black Smoke City at the same time, so it was naturally impossible for me to continue staying in the ghost clan plane.
If I continued to stay in the ghost clan's plane, I might be attacked by two parties. Although this possibility was not too big, the ghost clan might forcefully endure it and then think of continuing to use my power to deal a blow to the demons in Black Smoke City.
However, my idea was very simple. I had gained enough in the ghost plane. After waiting for the digestion of war fruits to increase, I could then enter the ghost plane as appropriate or simply advance to legend, then enter the ghost plane and directly rely on absolute strength to dominate the plane.
Now, let's let the ghost clan and the demons of Black Smoke City, who broke the balance, fight dog to dog.
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In the Tal plane, after several months, I finally returned.
I turned my head and looked at Ozzy and the other demons. After thinking for a while, I made a decision.
"You go to the sea to assist the fish-men, Fitz, and the others in expanding their sea territory."
Rather than letting them return to the abyss to do nothing, it would be better to stay in the Tal plane to expand the territory of the Black Wing Lair.
And there is enough food in the sea to supply these big eaters.
"Yes." Ozzy and the other two demons nodded, turning into three black and red streams of light and disappearing into the sky.
I returned to Castle Black Dragon Pond, practicing spells and spiritual martial arts while waiting for the feast to cool down and devouring the legends hunted in the ghost plane.
Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, several months passed.
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Ever since the Albit Kingdom led its barbarian allies back and the frost elves moved here, and the end of the seven kingdoms as people knew in the past, the situation in the southern region of the continent had become very calm. All the major forces were watching, and no one dared to act rashly.
But soon, the barbarians couldn't stand it anymore. Similar to the conclusion of the Seven Kingdoms, driven by the ambitions of the black king, they were unable to overcome their insatiable greed for land, populace, and wealth.
"We need more territory!"
In the royal court that the barbarians expanded into a kingdom city, the barbarian king, Victor, sat on the throne, and below him were two rows of powerful barbarians sitting on the ground.
In the main hall at this moment, the barbarians were discussing an important matter.
The discussion was about whether to expel the Centaur clan.
As tens of millions of barbarians gradually migrated to the kingdom area during this year, the territory divided by the Kingdom of Albit for the barbarians to live and survive gradually became crowded, leading to a series of contradictions.
Now, it was time to resolve this contradiction.
"We are now a member of the Pan-Continent Alliance. If we force other races to leave their territory, and the good-aligned races in the Alliance find out about it, it will definitely lower our goodwill and may even affect our relationship with some strong men from the good camp." A strong barbarian frowned and said in thought.
His words gave most of the powerful barbarians a headache.
If they had not joined the Alliance Army, they now represented the righteous forces fighting against the Crimson Nest. According to the previous situation, what was the point of occupying some territories?
Although barbarians cannot be called bloodthirsty, they definitely cannot be called good people. The general alignment tendency is between neutral evil and absolute neutrality. The alignment is vague and not specific.
They are the kind of people who can communicate and trade normally in most situations, but if they get involved in things related to interests, they may turn into murderous gangsters.
Similar to humans, but compared to humans, savages are generally more affectionate and straightforward.
"According to the information I collected, the Centaur clan massacred a large number of people in the kingdom many years ago, causing horrific tragedies. They even abducted human women for reproduction due to the sharp decline in their population. And every human woman who gave birth to a centaur cub eventually died of hemorrhage."
While everyone was silent and frowning, a young barbarian suddenly spoke.
Because many years had passed since the incident, and the barbarians had just arrived here not long ago and had no information channels, the matter had not been known to the barbarians.
The royal family of the Albit Kingdom knew about it, but how could they talk about such a shameful thing?
"Is the news true?"
Victor, the barbarian king on the throne, cast his gaze over.
The aura of the legendary strongman was so overwhelming that the barbarian strongmen present, who were all at least masters, were a little breathless.
The strong young barbarian nodded with certainty. "Chief, the news can be confirmed 100%."
One thing he didn't say was that the reason the centaurs were so cruel to the people of the kingdom was because the kingdom invaded the centaurs' homeland more than ten years ago and implemented a policy of extermination of the centaur clan.
Given the centuries of enmity, it was only natural that the centaurs fought back with tooth and hoof. Hatred that deep doesn't just vanish—it festers, it fuels, and eventually, it explodes.
Even the elves of the so-called goodly realms—renowned for their compassion and temperance—found themselves hard-pressed to pass judgment. For all their ideals, they were not without reason. Mercy may bloom in their hearts, but wisdom keeps their tongues bridled.
Such was the tale in nearly every battle where the Black King's name was etched into legend. He was rarely the one to strike first, but he was always the one who decided how it ended. Blood, fire, silence. That was his answer.
Even the mighty Metallic Dragons—champions of righteousness and order—often refrained from voicing outright condemnation. They would murmur, "He should not have slain so many," yet never dared say it was unjust or just. In a realm where their moral compass was considered the apex of virtue, their silence spoke volumes.
For all their shining scales and high ideals, not even they could define him.
Everyone knew the truth.
"Wolves eat men, and men eat wolves. Whether you're the hunter or the prey, the justification lies in perspective. No matter which side you look at, it is correct."
Or, as an old draconic proverb goes:
"Justice is but the roar of the victor."
But now that the barbarians and the Albit Kingdom stand together, it is natural that what the centaurs did is wrong and extremely cruel.
"Then expel the centaurs." Victor made a decision.
With this excuse, even if the Alliance Army knew about it, they would have nothing to say.
After all, the Centaur clan is a small clan, and there are no legendary strongmen. In today's continent, they obviously have no say at all.
After making the decision, Victor sent three outstanding barbarian generals to lead an army of 10,000 intermediate barbarian berserkers.
This still showed that the Centaur King was very powerful. He once defeated and killed a human knight at the peak of level 19. Otherwise, sending a single barbarian general would have been enough.
Anyone who can hold the position of general in the Barbarian Court must have a record of killing level 19 monsters. There are many strongmen of this level in the Barbarian Court.
Barbarians have always respected strength. The strongest person is the king of the barbarians, followed by the generals, then the captains.
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In the northern part of the wasteland, the Centaur's largest settlement...
The Centaur King, Mohandersen, was holding a blue sword, kneeling on all fours, closing his eyes, and comprehending something.
Suddenly, there was a panicked noise outside, and a centaur guard shouted.
Mohandersen frowned slightly and opened his eyes. A breeze suddenly swept in, stirring the centaur guards outside.
"What happened to make you so panicked?" Mohandersen looked at the bodyguard with a serious tone.
If there was nothing important, his personal guard would not look like this.
"King, a barbarian army appeared in the north and swept all the way toward us. Now, two small tribes have been wiped out by the barbarian army."
Before the guard could finish his words, he was shocked and speechless by Mohandersen's blue pupils.
The Centaur King stood up from the ground with an indifferent expression and said calmly to his guards, "Let the tribe retreat toward the Darknest territory in the middle of the wasteland."
The guard lowered his head and replied, "Yes," only to feel a breeze blowing. When he raised his head, he saw that the king had disappeared and was nowhere to be seen.
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To the north of the northern wilderness area was the southern territory of the Albit Kingdom.
*****
Calling All World-Hoppers—The Multiverse Conquest Begins!
The Void marches on.
Barbatos has already crushed the Ghost Plane, If you're a Patreon supporter, then you've witnessed the collapse firsthand.
And now turns his fury toward Tal, a scorched abyss where the Frost Giant King—its final boss—awaits his fall. One more higher realm I will introduce in middle with the Lava waste land in conquest, completing the all the most of the arcs by chapter 500.
But to invade a world, Barbatos needs coordinates—and he gets them from one source:
> Blood Void Demons.
Whenever someone in another world dares to summon void demon—through dark rituals, pacts, or sacrifices—they unknowingly expose their realm. The path opens.
And now, I want your help.
What world should Barbatos conquer next?
Any world where demonic summoning, forbidden magic, cursed contracts, or rituals exist qualifies.
Examples:
Game of Thrones – Red Priestess births a shadow demon.
Blue Exorcist – Exorcist summoning circles.
Persona 5 – Contracts with inner devils.
Fate Series – Rituals summon heroic spirits.
Chainsaw Man – Blood contracts with devils.
Black Clover, Elden Ring, Demon Slayer—all qualify.
Obscure picks welcome. If it fits and inspires, I might make it canon.
This isn't just a story—it's a multiversal Conquest.
Barbatos is coming. Nowhere is safe.