Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

The Dragon Emperor and Lucifer turned to flee in all directions.

In the face of death, all pride and hesitation were washed away by Aengus' swift executions.

Aengus smirked.

"Where are you going? The game has just begun."

With a wave of his hand, he created a barrier that locked the space around him, making it impenetrable and inescapable.

The Demon Lords, Dragonmen, and the Hero Empire's Transcendentals were paralyzed with horror as they realized their most powerful abilities couldn't break the restriction.

Their faces were filled with despair, their prayers silently pleading for a savior to arrive.

It was a bitter irony—those who were once saviors and destroyers for others were now the ones begging to be saved. All of this, brought about by a single, unyielding being.

Aengus moved through their ranks, killing them one by one.

Each time he disappeared with a playful smirk, their hearts froze, fearing they might be the next target.

Unfortunately—or perhaps fortunately—this didn't last long.

The entities Aengus had been waiting for finally arrived.

Aengus paused and grinned, his gaze shifting to the sky. "Come!"

From the demons' side, a figure emerged. A man with black skin and a cracked, ominous body emanating pure darkness. He was none other than the Demon God—God of Darkness, the creator of his race, formed from his own blood essence.

Despite his extraordinary presence, his expression was serious and alert. He could sense the overwhelming power radiating from Aengus. In his current weakened state, even giving his all might not guarantee victory. His mind was already calculating his options.

Shortly after, another divine figure descended.

A brilliant light pierced the sky as a Goddess arrived, piercing the world barrier with ease. She was a vision of unparalleled beauty, radiating a blinding white aura that seemed to purify everything it touched. Her divine presence marked her as Aurora, the Goddess of Light.

She stood tall, exuding grace, beauty, and undeniable power, her radiant aura of power and beauty far surpassing that of Bella and Aria.

At first glance, Aurora, the Goddess of Light, appeared kind and serene, her radiance soothing like the dawn. But in the next moment, her expression shifted—strict and unyielding, her piercing gaze locked onto Aengus with a mix of caution and resolve.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

One after another, more divine figures descended behind her, their collective auras heavy and suffocating. Their mere presence sent waves of divine pressure rippling across the battlefield, demanding submission and reverence.

The soldiers on both sides froze in place, overwhelmed by the sudden arrival of these celestial beings. Their instincts as mortals screamed at them to bow, to worship the gods who now stood before them.

But not so for the Primals. They neither bowed nor trembled. There was not an ounce of respect or fear in their hearts for these so-called gods. Their loyalty and reverence were reserved for one being alone: Aengus.

The battlefield trembled under the weight of the confrontation brewing between the divine beings and the defiant figure who had dared to challenge both heaven and abyss.

Aengus walked through the air with fearless steps, though every fiber of his being was on high alert for a attack.

Below, Bella and Aria watched intently, their expressions shadowed with worry, though they remained where they stood, obeying Aengus' prior command to stay back.

The Demon God also moved closer to the divine gathering, his cracked lips curling into a bitter smile as he addressed a familiar figure.

"Aurora, I hope you've been enjoying your peaceful life in the Pantheon," he muttered, his tone filled with resentment and pain.

The Goddess of Light turned her gaze upon him, her radiant eyes piercing through the weight of his bitterness. The Demon God flinched, an involuntary shiver running through him under her intense stare.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

But then, something unexpected happened.

Instead of the usual expression of disdain he had grown so accustomed to, Aurora's face was devoid of disgust. There was no sneer, no scorn.

The Demon God froze, stunned.

His thoughts raced as he struggled to comprehend the absence of animosity in her expression. Was it possible that something had changed? Or was it simply another ploy to catch him off guard? For the first time in eons, a flicker of confusion and unease crossed the Demon God's face.

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As Aurora shifted her gaze away from the Demon God, she locked eyes with Aengus. His cold, ruthless, and condescending stare pierced through her, igniting a flicker of memory. Those eyes reminded her of the past—of a fleeting glimpse she'd once caught when she was created alongside Mythraldor and the Pantheon.

"You wouldn't consider colluding with Cane (God of Darkness), would you, Aurora?" Aengus' whisper echoed like the voice of a devil, sending tremors through the air.

Aurora's heart trembled despite her cold, composed expression. She masked her emotions carefully.

"What else do you want? Yes, I now intend to help Cane and fight for the freedom he once suffered to achieve."

"Oh…" Aengus raised an eyebrow, his gaze shifting to observe the expressions of the other gods. Their faces reflected approval and solidarity with Aurora's declaration.

"So, the God of Darkness and the Goddess of Light are finally coming together after ages? How ironically twisted, don't you think, Aurora?" Aengus said, his tone mocking while preparing for the inevitable battle.

The Demon God's cracked, ugly visage lit up with a stunned joy. "Aurora, you want to help me? Really?"

Aurora remained unmoved as she answered Aengus. "Yes. After I banished Cane, I realized how helpless and trapped we truly are. We have no freedom. We can barely interfere in the mortal world, and the outside realm is completely out of our reach. It became suffocating for me and for the others as well. And now, I've made an extreme decision to stand by Cane's side—to stop you and to find freedom beyond this realm."

Aurora moved away from Aengus, joining the Demon God. The other elemental gods and minor deities followed suit, standing united against Aengus. Now numbering thirty in total, they formed a clear line of opposition. Their intentions were unmistakable: to kill Aengus and everyone aligned with him.

"Heh heh… Oh, how good and evil come together… to seek freedom in exchange for their doom," Aengus laughed, his voice echoing ominously as he activated Monarch of Void Ultimate Skill.

Below, the mortals watched in fear, their hearts twisted with uncertainty as they witnessed the unfolding events. Unsure which side to choose, they stood frozen amidst the chaos.