Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

Aengus stood at the edge of his newfound power, the immense World Barrier trembling under his grasp. Yet, he chose restraint.

"Not now," he murmured, withdrawing his hand. Though the cage could be broken, Aengus felt no urgency. Something inside told him the barrier was not merely a prison but a threshold, and he wasn't yet certain what lay beyond it.

Anyway he had the ability to travel outside the cage without shattering it.

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Below, on the surface of Mythraldor, Lucifer and Garcia stood in solemn silence, joined by six other Primordial Demons—ancient demons of unrivaled strength. They gazed up at Aengus's colossal, void-like humanoid form with rare caution.

It was not in their nature to fear; arrogance was woven into their very essence. But this—this was different.

The Void Expanse, Aengus's transformed state, was so immense it overshadowed the entire world. Every breath he took, every faint shift of his form, rippled through Mythraldor, threatening to tip the delicate balance of existence into chaos.

This power was similar only their Supreme Father, the Demon God, had ever wielded. Yet even then, it was not quite the same. The darkness of the Demon God was potent, but the void radiating from Aengus seemed to transcend it—a force not merely of destruction but of pure, absolute erasure.

"Is he the Heir of Ruination, Lucifer?" Asmodeus asked fearfully, his eyes flashing the same dark existence.

Lucifer clenched his fists tighter, his fiery eyes flaring with a mix of frustration and grudging respect.

"Yes, he is the Heir of Ruination. Supreme Father once spoke of Ruination as the primal force, something even he revered—its power both creator and destroyer. And this... this Void... it surpasses anything we've ever known. It doesn't merely destroy; it erases."Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Lucifer exhaled sharply, his expression grim. "But," he continued, his voice steadying, "do not forget—our Supreme Father would still stand above him. The Heir has yet to mature fully. His power, as immense as it is now, is still in its infancy. It hasn't stabilized into a true god's authority."

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Despite his confidence in their father's supremacy, Lucifer couldn't deny the bitter sting of defeat.

Yes, his pride had been wounded, but wisdom dictates that even pride must bow to overwhelming disparity.

The other six Primordials exchanged uneasy glances, their normally calm demeanor shattered. They couldn't believe the Heir they were chasing had long left them in the dust.

"You mean he's already reached the level of a God?" one of them whispered, trembling. "But how? We've spent millennia searching for that path, and he's just… stumbled onto it?"

Their mutterings of disbelief carried an undertone of defeat, as though the gap between them and this new force had crushed their hopes.

Garcia, for once, mirrored their unease. Her usual arrogance replaced by a rare flicker of doubt. "Lucifer, what do we do? We can't let him roam unchecked. This power could break the balance of the world entirely. I feel it wouldn't take long to erase our home, Abyss. Why is Supreme father still not revealing himself? And where are the Gods in all this? Why are they silent? Why aren't they acting against him?"

Lucifer's expression darkened, his fiery eyes locking onto the Void Monarch towering in the distance.

"Supreme Father is aware of everything, Garcia. And those Gods are silent for a reason as well. Either they fear him, or they're calculating their move. Regardless, this is far beyond their usual petty squabbles. This power... it threatens not just their dominion but the very fabric of this world. The name Ruination is not a world power, but far far beyond it."

With his words, the real gravity of the situation settled in.

"Hey, Lucifer, Garcia, you said no gods are here. But then who is that trembling figure over there?" Beelzebub asked, pointing at Artemes' shaking form as if he had lost his mind.

"Huh?"

Lucifer and others squinted their eyes, finally noticing the divine figure.

"That's Artemes, the Moon God. Haha..." Asmodeus chuckled, as if reveling in the misfortune of others, the suffocating weight in his heart momentarily lifted.

"That's the Moon God? What is he doing here alone?" Garcia asked, equally intrigued.

"I heard he's a coward, and it seems It's true," Belphegor muttered lazily, well aware of his surrounding.

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

The air around them seemed to distort and shimmer unnaturally, drawing everyone's attention.

"Someone's coming!" Lucifer muttered, his tone low and warning, instantly putting the others on alert.

Moments later, the Old Elf Emperor of the Demi-Human Empire appeared, flanked by his powerful SS-ranked subordinates. Their arrival was sudden but precise, the air thickening with the weight of their combined presence.

"That's the Demi-Human Emperor," Lucifer observed, voice intrigued by the turn of event. "I think things are about to turn chaotic, Garcia. Stay alert!"

Though Lucifer's usual superiority was present, it was visibly overshadowed by the oppressive aura of Aengus' Void form looming over the world.

The Old Elf Emperor's gaze was drawn immediately to the ominous Void expanse, which seemed to blend seamlessly with the spatial fabric of the world.

Though his heart was heavy with shock, he maintained a composed exterior.

"Ah, Your Majesty, what is that?" one of his subordinates exclaimed, their voice full of fear and confusion as they stared at the unfathomable figure before them.

"That, I do not know," the Emperor replied coldly. "Perhaps it's another scheme of that damn Demon God."

Lucifer and the other Primordials, observing from afar, were unnoticed by the Demi-Human group. Otherwise, they might have been blamed for the chaos unfolding.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, space rippled before the Demi-Human group, and a spatial gate materialized. From it emerged Vira, Claudia, Bella, Aria, and several others, stepping forward with determination etched across their faces.

The Old Elf Emperor's eyes widened slightly as he recognized their identities instantly.

"Oh, Phoenix Empress... and Vira. You are here as well?" he muttered, surprise flickering across his otherwise composed expression.

Traveling from one empire to another was no easy feat, after all. Even they had to borrow the power of their mother tree to arrive here. Yet here they were, gathered at the epicenter of the world's turmoil.