The Holy Chronicles of Baator

After giving out final orders, I went to the ritual hall, where everything was prepared for my attempt to reach the Ultimate-Class. As I combined reaching Ultimate-Class with several rituals, I made the entire thing a bit risky; if it backfired at me, it would be slightly problematic.

I went to the center of the formation and sat down cross-legged.

"Architect, take control of the Rosenkreutz."

I commanded as I was sitting on the ground amidst the magic spells and arrays that were inscribed here.

[At once.]

Answered Architect back.

"We can start."

I said as I activated the spell formation.

The Ritual has started.

Countless runes started glowing, and the density of magic particles increased tenfold in this room after several short seconds. This went on for several minutes until the magic density was so high, it began to liquefy.

After that, I released the last barrier on my body and started passively absorbing the magic particles into my body with grand speed. An enormous amount of magic power was being converted into Demonic Energy and flew into my body, where it fused with the already existing one.

Then the process started; all of my energy started refining itself without me needing to do anything. I felt that the amount of Demonic Energy I possessed decreased at an alarming speed, being replaced with far more dense and potent Demonic Energy resulting from the process.

With the help of the ritual, I could practically control the entire thing, and with a continuous flow of demonic energy converted from ambient magic was going to my body.

Soon enough, my energy reserves started increasing.

70, 80, 85, 90, 95, 96, 97, 98...

99...

100...

I reached the Ultimate-Class. Finally, at least, but thanks to the ritual, it didn't end here, and my energy reserves kept increasing at a steady speed for the next half an hour until the magic spells broke down.

After the entire process was done, I suddenly felt the entire room going freezing.

'Dizmason'

'Dizmason'

'Dizmason'

Sounded a creepy voice in my head.

'Dizmason of Devil Talent - The one who shall be blessed by the power of Underworld, Nirvana of innate affinity, of the innate talent, shall be one bearing the name of Dizmason.'

Repeated the creepy cold voice in my head. Suddenly it disappeared, and the temperature of the room returned to normal.

"So... that was the Will of the Underworld. I heard about it only in legends."

From my grandfather's diary, not even he got his True Name directly from the Will of the Underworld. Grandfather was aware of only two devils he knew, Zekram Bael and Lucifer; apparently, they got the blessing of the Underworld, as they got their True Names.

Normally, Ultimate-Class devils need to figure out the usage and abilities of their True Names, but those who the Will of the Underworld granted names didn't have this problem, as the Will told them instead.

After reaching the Ultimate-Class, I felt like my body was full of energy. Not only that, but my Demonic Energy was far more potent and dense; it was a wonderful feeling.

"Architect, do the scan."

I wanted to see the exact amount of my growth; I was aware that I was already far above the newly advanced Ultimate-Class in terms of energy reserves, thanks to the rituals I had undergone.

[As you wish.]

[Name: Zeoticus Gremory von Lucifer

True Name: Dizmason (Devil Talent)

Race: Pure-Blooded Devil - Bloodline: Gremory, Lucifer

Age: 182

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Class: Ultimate

Demonic Energy: 152

Strength: 82

Agility: 80

Vitality: 70

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Clan Trait:

Dark Light - Expert (Gate of Babylon Style)

The Devour - Sealed

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Magic Systems:

Tier Magic - Expert

Devil Magic - Master

Norse Runic Magic - Expert

Abyssal Runic Magic - Expert

Human Magic - Grandmaster]

"Hmm... 152 units that is good, practically saved me several years' worth of time training. This is good; all those Soul Coins were worth it. And my physical parameters also increased mildly, a most notable one being the Vitality, which was greatly strengthened by me reaching the Ultimate-Class."

I said to myself.

But the tremendous boon was my True Name. It may seem ordinary, but it was essential for reaching the Being of Law.

I knew that even without some genius-level-like talent, I wouldn't have a problem reaching Super-Devil, probably within several centuries.

Still, reaching Apocalypse-Class, the Being of Law, with just this was impossible.

With this, coupled with STC A.I., my progress would be countless times faster. I was now beyond happy as I got rid of one of the biggest skeletons in my closet, which was my average talent.

I heard that Celestial Court even had an extraordinary method to measure one's talent. Maybe once, I will take a look.

Now that I have reached Ultimate-Class, I can finally move on with all of my plans. First thing before the conquest commences, I need to finish another tier of my new magic system, and that was Strategic-Tier, as it would significantly boost up my combat prowess.

Then, I could start the expedition to that newly birthed plane, the Yester Plane.

Also, soon enough, my experiment would be done, and I could attempt to awaken my sleeping Clan Trait, fortunately. With Devour ready, I could increase my energy reserves at a good tempo.

Especially during the Great War, where there would be countless Ultimate-Class beings or even higher. Even we devils have tens of Satan-Class devils, though the vast majority were only at the initial or early stage.

Great Satans, there were at Pinnacle of the Satan-Class. Lucifer was Super-Devil, and his son Rizevim would be one in the near future; his rate of progress was terrifying.

Angels and Fallen Angels also have many beings on the level of Ultimate-Class and Cadre-Class. So many of them would become my nourishment.

I grinned as I said those words in my head.

"Architect, start working on the Strategic-Tier magic. I need to complete that before the Planar Conquest."

I needed some firepower.

Currently, my only advantage was Class, not combat prowess; if only I had mastery over Dark Light, but that Clan Trait was too hard to master or even train in.