Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

Aengus stood still for a moment, gazing at the vast expanse of the Demi-Human Empire's Sea. The salty breeze brushed against his face, carrying with it the scent of the ocean and a bittersweet tranquility that would soon be shattered.

The gentle waves lapped at the sandy shore, while seagulls circled above, their cries mingling with the sound of the crashing surf. Coconut fruits occasionally fell from the towering palms, rolling across the sand like forgotten remnants of peace.

This place—so full of life, so serene—would soon be no more.

Aengus clenched his fists tightly, his expression darkening as his resolve hardened. This was not just a random act of destruction; it was a calculated move. The Sea that separated the Demi-Human Empire and the Dragon Empire would become a barren divide. Any attempts at an alliance between the two would be rendered futile. With water ships destroyed, ground troops would forced to traverse treacherous and desolate terrain.

Each step he took forward left a mark on the sand, his presence signaling the beginning of the end for this thriving marine paradise.

The refreshing scent of water, the harmonious songs of birds, the gentle swaying of palm trees—all of it would fade into silence under the weight of his ambition.

Yet, he continued forward, his footsteps leaving behind the countdown to impending doom. The Sea trembled faintly, as if aware of its fate. Stay tuned with empire

"You will be remembered by me for as long as I live," Aengus murmured, his voice carrying a chilling weight as he extended his palm toward the Sea.

To any observer, his gesture might have seemed like a blessing, an act of reverence. But it was far from it.

"BUZZZZ!"

A spiraling black hole erupted from his palm, its ominous force instantly drawing in the saltwater. The once tranquil Sea churned violently, the black hole rapidly expanding in size as it devoured everything in its path. Waves roared and crashed, pulled into the abyss alongside countless marine creatures.

A massive vortex formed in the center of the Sea, its swirling depths reflecting an all-consuming darkness. The cries of seabirds and the splashes of panicked creatures were drowned out by the unrelenting sound of suction.

Aengus floated above the chaos, his expression cold and unyielding. From his vantage point, he guided the Omni-Devour with calculated precision, ensuring it reached every corner of the Sea.

The task at hand was monumental—practically impossible for any mortal. But Aengus was no ordinary being. The Sea, filled with life moments ago, now found itself in the grip of an ominous entity, bent on emptying its depths for power and ambition.

"Monster!"

"Sinner!"

"You're a sinner. Karma will hit you, monster!"

"You're a sinner!"

Sounds of curses and resentment rang out addressing Aengus.

However, above the destruction, Aengus remained motionless, an unshaken force amid the chaos he had unleashed. For him, this was just another step toward his goal, no matter the cost.

As moments passed, bringing Aengus closer to reaching the legendary level 1000, MANAS's desperate voice suddenly rang out, breaking the tension.

"Master, I can detect abnormalities in the space-time flow. Be careful!"

Aengus frowned, confusion flickering across his face. "What do you mean?"

Before MANAS could clarify, the world itself seemed to react.

"RUMBLE! CRACK!"

The air trembled violently as an otherworldly noise filled the surroundings. Aengus turned his gaze skyward just in time to witness the unimaginable—a figure, shrouded in radiant light, tearing through the very fabric of the World Barrier.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

This barrier, an invincible wall that no mortal strength or spell had ever breached, was now shattered as though it were mere glass. The being that emerged from the breach was bathed in divine radiance, their presence suffusing the atmosphere with overwhelming pressure and authority.

Aengus's eyes narrowed, his body instinctively grew alert. The energy emanating from this intruder was unlike anything he had felt before.

Powerful, yes, but not insurmountable—not yet.

He still have a lot of cards to play with after all.

The radiant figure descended further, his piercing gaze locking onto Aengus. The man's appearance was regal, almost Divine, with a commanding aura that made the very air vibrate. His flowing blue robes shimmered with starlight, and the crescent moon emblem glowing on his chest marked him unmistakably as a divine being.

"Finally caught you, mortal," the man declared, his voice booming like thunder, laced with disdain. "Are you the anomaly they spoke of? The one disturbing the balance of this world?"

Before Aengus could respond, the so called god's expression darkened, his composure breaking as if suddenly exposed.

"Huh? What did you just do, mortal?" the figure snarled, his voice sharp with indignation. It was as though he had been stripped bare under Aengus's gaze, his secrets laid bare.

Aengus couldn't hide the smirk that formed on his face, his demeanor completely unfazed by the divine presence.

"Oh, nothing much," Aengus replied, his tone dripping with mockery. "Just taking a little peek to see who's graced me with their presence. The mighty God of the Moon, Artemes, huh? Quite the dramatic entrance for someone who's so weak in Pantheon (Realm Of Gods)."

Artemes's radiant form flared brighter, his pride visibly wounded by Aengus's casual dismissal.

"You dare to call me weak, Mortal. I can crush you like a bug you are?" he barked, his tone now colder, his divine energy spiking as the tension thickened.

The sky erupted in chaos, the heavens themselves bearing witness to the clash between mortal and god. The clouds churned, and thunder roared across the horizon. The blinding radiance of the moon intensified, eclipsing the sun with its otherworldly brilliance. Every shadow dissolved in the overwhelming light, leaving the world in a surreal, moonlit glow.

"I have served the Goddess of Light for countless ages, mortal," Artemes declared, his voice like rolling thunder, carrying divine authority that seemed to crush the very air. "You cannot comprehend the power I wield. My strength spans worlds, and my justice is absolute."

The ground trembled under the weight of his words. In the mortal realm, humans cowered in terror; in the demon world, even the most savage creatures paused in awe. Artemes extended a glowing hand toward Aengus, his fingers crackling with divine energy.

"Be obedient and come with me for your judgment," the Moon God commanded, his radiant presence filling the air with an oppressive force. "The Goddess of Light summons you. Resist, and you will know the wrath of divinity."

Aengus, still floating above the raging vortex of his Omni-Devour, remained unfazed on the surface, though his heart pounded with urgency. Artemes was far stronger than anything he had faced—a gap of nearly 500 levels lay between them. Even his Dragon Form, a trump card in most battles, might not withstand a single strike from the Moon God.

But Aengus wasn't without hope. Unbeknownst to Artemes, the god's overwhelming display of power was accelerating the very thing Aengus needed: his final level.

With every pulse of Artemes's energy, the Omni-Devour surged, absorbing the ambient divine force. Aengus's levels climbed rapidly, and now, the counter stood at 999—just one more level before the long-awaited breakthrough.

The Divine Stone.

Once used, it would elevate Aengus to a realm beyond mortal limitations, granting him the strength to stand against even a god.

He clenched his fists, buying time while concealing his intentions.