Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

While suspended in the fiery skies, Aengus cast his Blessing Skill, a wave of radiant energy descending upon his army below. The effect was immediate—his subjects felt their strength surge, their combat abilities magnified manyfold.

"This should make fair in the playing field," Aengus muttered to himself, his focus on Crimson in his grip.

He knew this decisive battle would soon be over.

However, his hand burned painfully as he continued to clutch Crimson's fiery skeletal form. The intense heat scorched his flesh, yet he held on, his will unwavering.

"Roar!"

Crimson roared in fury, his voice shaking the heavens. In an instant, his entire body was engulfed in an inferno of Crimson Fire, the flames erupting with such intensity that they illuminated the battlefield like a miniature sun.

Aengus released his grip and backed away slightly, his eyes narrowing as Crimson entered a berserk state. The inferno expanded outward in waves, painting the sky in hues of blood-red flames, creating a horrifying tsunami of destruction.

"Such theatrics," Aengus muttered, unfazed but cautious. With a flick of his hand, he casted the Reflective Scales (SS) from the Basilisk, his body shimmering with a mirrored armor that deflected any incoming attack. He knew that despite his higher stats, even he wasn't invincible against the raw elemental fury of Crimson's fire.

From within the inferno, Crimson's voice thundered. "You will burn in my flames, human!"

"Die!"

But Aengus merely smirked, gripping his God Slayer Sword tighter. With a deep breath, he activated Divine Boost, a golden aura enveloping him as his power surged even further. His combat prowess now eclipsed Crimson's entirely, making his dominance undeniable.

"You had your turn, Crimson. Now, it's my turn."

Aengus lunged forward, his blade slicing through the fiery waves with precision, aiming directly for Crimson's core.

"BOOM!"

"Crack! Crack!"

"Argh! Damn.. Human!"

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Below, the battlefield was bathed in an eerie reddish glow, a result of the earth-shaking duel raging in the sky between Aengus and Crimson. The air was thick with tension and the clash of steel, as the forces of the Liberation Army engaged the legions of Demon Lord Crimson.

Amidst the chaos, Aria, Bella, Belial, Sen, and Sienna tore through the ranks of enemy Demon Generals and Archdemons with deadly precision, cutting down their foes like they were mere paper.

Bella was a whirlwind of destruction, her deadly charms and curses weaving chaos among her enemies. Her raw physical strength, now surpassing that of ordinary Demon Generals, made her a force to be reckoned with. She tore off heads and limbs, crushed chests with terrifying ease, and dispatched her opponents with the ruthlessness of a merciless queen.

Aria, by contrast, was a graceful assassin, her movements swift and calculated. She was a white blur, gliding across the battlefield, her dagger slicing through the necks of higher-ranked demons as if they were soft tofu. Her strikes were clean, efficient, and left no room for retaliation.

From the two's killing spree, Belial was certain of one thing: Aria was the stronger of the two. It was clear that she had not yet unleashed her full power.

Bella also acknowledged this fact, which only made her more competitive.

Seeing this, Belial shook his head with a smile as he finished off a Demon General using his superior raw power.

"Flash!"

"BOOOOOM!"

Suddenly, a blinding flash of red was followed by a world-trembling explosion.

It was the unmistakable sign of a Demon Lord's fall, sending shockwaves through the battlefield and alarming everyone.

That extended to other Demon Lords in their own domains. They got signal: A New Demon Lord on the rise.

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Belial almost lost his footing, his gaze snapping upward. His mouth fell open in shock as he witnessed a supernova-like explosion high in the sky, hundreds of kilometers above the stratosphere.

Even from that immense distance, Belial felt a chilling sensation ripple across his skin, imagining the devastation that would have occurred if the explosion had taken place on the ground.

If it had, not only would every living being on the battlefield have perished, but the Dominion of Demon Lord Crimson itself would have been obliterated entirely.

The demon minions from both sides were struck with horror, pressing flat against the ground from the residual force of the explosion.

"What happened?"

"Who was the winner?"

"Shut it, morons! Of course, our Lord Crimson will win!"

"Yes, our Lord is known for his explosive fire abilities. That must be the enemy leader's demise!"

"Lord Crimson is mighty!"

"Lord Crimson is invincible!"

Cheers and laughter erupted across Crimson City's ranks as they stood, excitement igniting their morale.

The demons on Crimson's side clung to hope, convinced of their victory. Their army still outnumbered the attackers by far, and who else but their formidable Demon Lord could create such a cataclysmic fire explosion?

"No, this cannot be. Lord Aengus can't be dead!"

"Keke, he is so powerful. How could he be defeated so easily?"

"He is our god!"

The confident words of a few unwavering followers echoed among the ranks of the Liberation Army.

Yet, despair began to seep into others. Many demon minions and captured humans felt their hearts sink to the bottom, shaken by the possibility of their leader's demise.

But among them, a core group remained steadfast, their faith unshaken. They clung to the hope that their Lord Aengus, who had demonstrated unmatched strength and strategy till now, would emerge victorious from the fiery chaos.

"Haha... Look, it's Lord Aengus!"

"Where?"

"Keke... See, you fools. Our Lord Aengus is victorious!"

The Liberation Army erupted into cheers of triumph and relief as their leader emerged, piercing through the clouds of dark ashes that blanketed the battlefield.

Hovering confidently, Aengus was surrounded by several massive bones, spinning in a circular motion around him. These were unmistakably the remains of Demon Lord Crimson, now rendered lifeless, eternally silenced by Aengus' might.

The sight revitalized the army, their doubts vanishing like the ashes in the wind. The overwhelming aura of victory filled the air, as the once-unshakable fear gave way to an unrelenting sense of hope and glory.