I Have 10,000 SSS Rank Villains In My System Space Chapter 482: Merisa Facing Razeal

Razeal was completely thunderstruck seeing Nerrisa still standing there alive. Actually, not just alive, she wasn’t even showing the slightest sign of damage. Not even her hair seemed to have broken off, everything about her remained in perfect condition as she stood right in front of him with that same calm expression, a small curve appearing on her lips as if she was genuinely enjoying the completely godsmacked expression on his face. It was almost like she wanted to see how long he would keep staring at her like he had just witnessed something impossible.

And honestly, from Razeal’s perspective, it truly was impossible. He had expected many outcomes, maybe she would survive, maybe she would be injured, maybe she would barely hold on, but this? This wasn’t something he had considered even once. She looked exactly the same as before, as if the terrifying force that had erased everything around her had never even touched her body.

"She’s strong."

Sofia immediately moved into a fighting stance, her eyes carefully watching Nerrisa. She didn’t know what exactly Razeal had done, she didn’t know what kind of terrifying ability he had used or how much power was actually behind that attack, but she understood one thing after looking at the scene in front of her. This woman was dangerous. The entire battlefield behind her had disappeared, not destroyed in a normal way, but completely erased. The ground was now a perfectly flat surface, almost as if something had sliced through everything with absolute precision and removed every trace that once existed there.

Seeing something like that alone would have been enough to shock anyone, but the most unbelievable part was the person standing in the middle of it. Nerrisa. Completely untouched.

Sofia remembered Razeal’s own words before. He had warned her that there was a chance she might die if he used that ability on her, and the terrifying thing was that he wasn’t saying it without confidence. Razeal knew his own strength, he knew exactly how dangerous that attack was, and even while knowing how powerful Nerrisa was, he still believed it could injure her. But now looking at the result, it was clear. He had underestimated something.

"Not just strong..." Razeal finally said, his voice slightly heavy as he corrected Sofia, his expression still tense and filled with disbelief. "She’s a fucking monster."

Even after saying it, he himself realized how accurate those words were. His face still carried the shock he was trying to hide, because what he was seeing was beyond his understanding. It simply didn’t make sense. How was something like this even possible? That attack wasn’t a normal technique. It wasn’t just a powerful strike. It was an overwhelming force that could crush anything caught inside it.

A force that could erase a mountain weighing billions of kilograms and turn it into nothing more than dust scattered in a storm. Yet Nerrisa stood there as if nothing happened. Not even a wound. Not even a scratch. Razeal had always believed there was a limit to everything. No matter how powerful someone became, there was always a point where enough force would eventually break them. Even gods, beings with unimaginable strength, should suffer damage when hit by something that powerful? Right? That was simply how the world worked. But Nerrisa completely ignored that rule. She survived something that should have been impossible to survive, and that was what created the doubts in his mind.

For the first time in a long time, Razeal actually questioned his own understanding of power. If something like that couldn’t harm her, then what could? His punches? His kicks? His magic? His techniques? Would any of them even matter? He tried to imagine different situations, tried to find some weakness, some method, something that could actually work against someone like her, but every thought only brought him back to the same answer. He didn’t know. He had no explanation.

There shouldn’t be any kind of physique or technique that could allow someone to withstand that kind of force without even showing damage. And weapons? Could they really do anything? His pseudo EX-ranked weapon that he once had complete confidence in suddenly became uncertain in his mind. A few seconds ago, he would have confidently said that yes, it could hurt her. After all, it had EX in its rank. But now? After seeing this? That confidence disappeared. Doubts appeared. Because what was the point of a powerful weapon if the person in front of him could simply ignore everything thrown at her?

His mind continued running through possibilities, but he still couldn’t find an answer. He wasn’t afraid of dying. Not exactly. He had too many things protecting him, too many hidden cards, too many trump cards he could still rely on, not to mention his immortality. And he was certain Nerrisa wasn’t here with the intention of killing him. If she truly wanted him dead, he wouldn’t even have the chance to stand there thinking about it. But at the same time, he couldn’t understand this woman. He didn’t know what went through her mind. Maybe she was playing with him. Maybe she was trying to test him. Maybe she was just enjoying his reaction. With Nerrisa, any possibility was possible.

"Ohhh, I didn’t mean to scare you, lovely nephew."

Nerrisa’s voice finally pulled him out of his thoughts. She stood before him with a lighthearted expression, clapping her hands together gently before letting them fall back down naturally. The smile on her face never disappeared, and she looked completely relaxed, almost as if she wasn’t standing in the middle of the aftermath of an attack that should have destroyed everything. She wasn’t angry, she wasn’t arrogant, she simply looked amused. Like she was enjoying the entire situation.

"I am not scared." Razeal replied instantly, without even needing time to think. His answer came fast and firm. Despite everything, despite the shock and confusion filling his mind, fear was not what he felt even a second. He was surprised Yes.. He was trying to understand. He was questioning his own abilities. But he wasn’t scared. There were still many things giving him confidence, many reasons he knew he wasn’t helpless. Even now, he knew he wasn’t someone who could easily be defeated. He had countless methods, countless possibilities, and he was sure of one thing. Nerrisa wasn’t here to kill him. If she was, she would have already done it.

"Oh? You just called your beautiful, lovely aunt a monster." Nerrisa placed a hand near her chest as if she was offended, but the playful smile on her face made it obvious she was only teasing him. "I thought perhaps I had scared my nephew a little."

She looked at him with amusement, clearly observing his expression and everything going through his mind. She knew exactly what had happened. She knew she had shattered his confidence for a moment. She knew he was questioning things he had never questioned before. And instead of taking advantage of it, she simply found it entertaining.

"But I am relieved to hear you aren’t." She nodded lightly, still smiling.

"Good."

Her words were casual, but her eyes remained focused on him, almost as if she was still judging him. Because she wasn’t just playing around. She had seen his reaction, his doubts, his confusion, and perhaps that was exactly what she wanted. To show him that no matter how much he understood the world, there were still things beyond his imagination.

Well, this was something Nerrisa was extremely used to doing. After all, throughout her entire existence, one of the things she had done countless times was destroy people’s confidence and break the reality they had built around themselves. She had seen it again and again, people who thought they understood the world, people who believed their strength was already at an unimaginable level, people who thought they had reached the limits of what was possible, only to have everything they believed shattered in a single moment after facing someone beyond their understanding. Because sometimes, the things that seemed impossible to them were nothing more than ordinary things for beings who stood at a completely different height. A person could spend their whole life believing they understood strength, believing they knew the rules of the world, but then they would meet someone like her and realize that maybe the reality they accepted was only a small part of something much bigger.

Razeal was still young. He had incredible talent, enough talent that even Nerrisa found him interesting, but he was still young and had not experienced enough of the world yet. He probably had never faced a situation where someone completely crushed the limits he believed existed. Maybe this was the first time he had seen something that should have been impossible happen right in front of his eyes.

Still, even though she enjoyed seeing his reactions and enjoyed teasing him, she didn’t actually want to hurt him too much. She knew what happened to many talents when their reality was shattered too suddenly. Some of them broke, not because they lacked strength, but because they lost the belief that they could ever reach higher.

Their confidence disappeared, their ambition disappeared, and instead of using that impossible existence as a motivation to grow, they simply accepted that there was no point trying. Nerrisa didn’t want that for him as she was very much interested in him more then anything. So after seeing the doubts and confusion appearing in his eyes, she smiled slightly, her expression becoming a little more playful as if she was trying to make sure he didn’t take this too seriously or let it damage his confidence.

"Well, you shouldn’t really concern yourself with this too much," Nerrisa said calmly, her voice carrying the same relaxed tone she always had, completely different from the terrifying power she had shown moments ago.

"I might look like that am playing around which i actually am.. But do remember that I am still an Emperor-rank powerhouse." She said it casually, without any prideful exaggeration, almost like she was simply explaining an obvious fact. But those words carried a weight that Razeal understood. The Emperor Rank wasn’t something ordinary. It wasn’t just another level of strength. It was a point where existence itself changed.

"And one thing about being an Emperor," she continued, looking directly at him, "Is that our bodies are no longer normal bodies. They are constructed with laws themselves."

Razeal’s expression slightly changed as he listened carefully. The words alone caught his attention. Bodies made of law? He knew enough to understand the meaning behind that. Nerrisa continued without any hurry or concern, as if she was explaining something simple.

"You cannot harm an Emperor unless you are powerful enough to cut or touch a law itself. And that is almost impossible until or unless you become an Emperor yourself. So yes, it is completely normal for the logic of even talented people like you to break when faced with an Emperor."

She looked at him with a faint smile. "Because talent means nothing unless you can eventually turn it into something greater. Until you become an Emperor yourself.. That is." Her words weren’t meant to insult him. She wasn’t looking down on him. It was simply the truth from her perspective.

Razeal remained silent as he listened, a small frown slowly appearing on his face. He wasn’t angry, and he wasn’t refusing to accept what she said. Actually, that was the problem. Her explanation made sense. Knowledge about Emperors wasn’t something common. Even powerful people might never understand what truly separated an Emperor from everyone else. The gap wasn’t just about strength or energy. It was about the very foundation of their existence. And now that she explained it.. A little something becaming clear. The reason his attack failed. The reason she wasn’t injured. The reason his understanding of power had been completely shaken. Maybe?

"Don’t stress about it too much, nephew," Nerrisa said, noticing his expression. Her voice became slightly softer as she looked at him. "It isn’t that you are too weak." She smiled confidently before pointing toward herself.

"It is simply that I am... The strongest." There wasn’t even a small trace of doubt in her voice. Her confidence was absolute because she genuinely believed every word she said. Her superior aura naturally radiated from her, not because she was trying to show off, but because she had reached a level where such confidence was natural. She had the power to support those words.

Still, deep down, she wasn’t saying it only because she was proud. She noticed the way Razeal looked at her. She noticed the doubts forming inside him. She knew there was a possibility he might start questioning himself too much, and that was something she didn’t want. She would rather he looked at this as a goal, as something to chase, something that pushed him to become stronger. That was what interested her about him.

Razeal simply stood there silently, listening to her arrogant words. Normally, he would have replied with some sarcastic comment. Normally, he would have argued against someone speaking like that. But this time, he couldn’t. Because even if her words sounded arrogant, she had completely earned the right to say them. She had literally proven it right in front of him. He was just thinking when.

"Alright.. This is enough, Nerrisa." Suddenly, another voice came from the side.

Nerrisa turned her head slightly, and the moment she heard the voice, a playful smile appeared on her face again.

"Oh, come on. Can I not even have a pleasant time with my full-of-surprises nephew now?" she replied, sounding almost disappointed that someone had interrupted her fun. As she turned around, she finally looked at the person who had spoken.

Merisa.

She was finally standing there, finally choosing to show herself in front of her son. Her Deep Purple eyes stared directly at Nerrisa, carrying a silent warning. It was a warning telling her to stop, to hold herself back, to not push things too far. But Nerrisa only kept smiling, completely unaffected by the look.

Merisa felt his gaze immediately. Slowly, almost carefully, her eyes moved away from Nerrisa and toward Razeal. Her movements were extremely slow and delicate, as if she was preparing herself for what she would see. When their eyes met, neither of them spoke.

They simply stood there, staring at each other. For several seconds, the entire atmosphere became strangely quiet. There were countless emotions hidden inside Merisa’s eyes. Regret, pain, hesitation, and things she wanted to say but couldn’t bring herself to speak. She held all of them back.

Sofia understood the situation enough to remain silent. She didn’t interrupt. She simply watched the two of them, though her expression became unpleasant when looking at Merisa. There was still some anger and disappointment there. She knew this moment belonged to them, but she couldn’t completely hide what she felt.

Finally, after several seconds passed and Razeal still didn’t say anything, Merisa slowly opened her mouth.

"Hey..." she started, her voice quiet and careful, but before she could continue, Razeal immediately cut her off.

"I told you not to show your face to me ever again, didn’t I...?" Razeal’s voice was completely cold, his eyes emotionless as he looked directly at Merisa. There was no anger exploding from him, no shouting, no visible hatred, and somehow that made his words feel even heavier because the emptiness in his expression showed how much distance he had created between them. It was like he wasn’t looking at someone who once held an important place in his life, but someone who had become a stranger standing in front of him. Anyways he was about to say more but before he could finish his sentence, Merisa’s expression slightly changed as she took a small breath, her lips trembling for a moment before she spoke.

"I know the real truth." Her voice was quiet, almost fragile, and a sad, almost sarcastic smile appeared on her face as if she found the entire situation painfully ironic. But while her lips carried that small smile, her eyes told a completely different story. They were filled with pain, with emotions that had been held back for far too long, emotions that had reached the point where they could no longer remain hidden.

Razeal paused instantly, the words he was about to say stopping before they even left his mouth. He looked at her silently, and for a moment he didn’t know what to say because he had expected many things from her.. Slowly, he swallowed back everything he was about to say and simply remained quiet, his eyes still fixed on hers.

And then he saw it.

The thing he never expected to see.

Pain, Sorrow, Regret Misery and all.. There were countless emotions inside her eyes, so many that most people might not even understand them, but somehow Razeal could read every single one. It was all there, everything she had been trying not to believe, everything she had refused to admit, everything she had been carrying inside herself? And seeing that expression on her face didn’t feel good. It wasn’t satisfying. It wasn’t the victory he thought it would be. Instead, it gave him the same uncomfortable feeling he had felt before, the same feeling that made his stomach tighten and his heart feel heavy.

It reminded him of that man.

That father.

A disgusting person who had done things that made him unworthy of the title, someone who Razeal never had a proper relationship with, someone he barely knew anything about because he never had memories with him and never truly understood what kind of person he was. Yet even then, when Razeal tortured him and saw his expression, saw the pain in his eyes, there was something about it that disturbed him. Because no matter how terrible that man was, there was still something about seeing a father in pain that created a strange reaction.

A father who was suffering, a parent showing weakness in front of their child, it was something deeply uncomfortable to witness. People could lose themselves in anger when they saw someone responsible for hurting their family. They could seek revenge, destroy everything, and act without thinking because that connection was something deeper than logic. Blood had its own weight afterall.

And now, looking into Merisa’s eyes, Razeal felt that same feeling again. A burning sensation inside his chest and stomach, a strange pain that he didn’t want to acknowledge. Because even if everything between them had changed, even if their relationship was no longer the same, she was still the person who brought him into this world. She was still the person he once called mother even if she no longer was one. She was still someone who had been a part of his life for a long time. Seeing her look like this was not something easy to watch.

But Razeal didn’t move.

He didn’t turn away.

He didn’t break eye contact. Because at same time, he finally saw what he had always wanted to see in her eyes.

The clarity.

For so long, she had been covered in doubts, hiding behind things she didn’t want to face, refusing to reveal the truth because maybe accepting it was too painful. Razeal had wondered if she truly understood what she had done or i