Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

"ATTACK!"

"RUMBLE!"

With the unified shout of the generals, the Liberation Army lunged forward, attacking both factions at once.

Though they were less in number, their individual strength was double that of their enemies.

Under the wide-eyed gaze of onlookers, the battle raged on.

Aria and Bella joined the battlefield field below, while Aengus ascended into the sky all alone.

Quin's monstrous titan form cast a massive shadow over the battlefield as he targeted the battleships forged by the Ancient Dwarves. Each stomp from his colossal frame was akin to the force of a massive elephant's paw, reducing enemies to mere pulp.

Yona, Drake, and the generals, Sen, Sienna, everyone transformed into their strongest forms, each taking down thousands of humans and demons in a single strike.

The battle shook the world, and ordinary people across distant lands felt the tremors beneath their feet.

They knew—the time had come. The war that would decide their fate was upon them.

Aengus' figure approached the Demon Lords, Dragons, and Heroes, his aura darker than the darkness, growing heavier with each step.

Ba-dum. Ba-dum.

Each step felt like it was stomping directly on their hearts, crushing their spirits and shattering their confidence.

Saintess Lumenaria and Elyon stood frozen, their eyes wide with disbelief. The boy they once dismissed as insignificant, one they could have crushed with ease, now stood before them like an unstoppable force.

Their faith wavered, trembling beneath the overwhelming pressure of his presence.

The sheer might of Aengus reminded them how utterly insignificant they were before a god—a being not to be challenged, defied, or even looked upon without trembling.

"Give up." Aengus said Tyrannically, "You know all your efforts will be futile against me. But of course you can call your gods if you like."

Everyone seethed with rage at Aengus' arrogance, but deep down, they knew his words carried undeniable truth.

"Don't underestimate our Gods! You're just a newbie God!" Hero of Fire Igor retorted sharply, his voice filled with defiance.

Noisy...

Snap!

Aengus casually snapped his fingers, unleashing a wave of void energy that obliterated Igor in an instant. Not even ashes remained as the space around him disintegrated, leaving a jagged spatial fissure in its wake.

"H-he killed Igor with just a snap of his finger!"

"How terrifying!"

The battlefield fell silent, the tremors in everyone's hearts echoing louder than the chaos of war.

Lucifer furrowed his brows, his expression grim. The Heir of Ruination's current strength was far beyond what he anticipated—far beyond his own. One wrong move, and he too could be reduced to nothing in an instant.

But the Demon God's orders were clear: the goal of harvesting souls was not yet complete. For now, he would have to tread carefully, suppressing his wrath and calculating his next move.

Aengus' piercing gaze locked onto Lucifer, making the Demon Lord's heart pound erratically.

"You have something I want. Give it to me," Aengus ordered, his voice calm but brooking no defiance.

Lucifer, the prideful Demon Lord, silently gulped, his usual confidence wavering. With great reluctance, he reached into his robes and pulled out an ordinary-looking pendant. Despite his pride, he chose to part with it. Their larger goal still loomed, and the pendant, though seemingly significant, had remained a mystery to him.

"Take it," Lucifer muttered, casting it aside like a useless trinket.

Aengus caught the pendant effortlessly, examining it with keen interest. It was strikingly similar to the one he already possessed—the one that had accompanied him since his arrival in this world. He activated his Appraisal skill, but just like before, the information displayed was blank.

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Sensing its potential importance, he slipped it around his neck, allowing the pendant to rest alongside his own.

Unbeknownst to him the two Pendant on his neck made a stange hum of Synchronization

Turning his darkened gaze to everyone, Aengus spoke again, "So, are you surrendering yet? Or are you still clinging to your delusions? Are you truly intent on continuing this game of harvesting souls?"

His words sent a chill through the air, his voice revealing he already understood the truth. He had seen the invisible flow of energy, the souls of the fallen, being siphoned away to two separate realms.

One stream ascended to the Pantheon above, while the other descended into the Abyss, likely to the Demon God himself.

The brutal truth was now exposed. Both gods—those of light and darkness—were playing the same cruel game, sacrificing these people to fuel their own ambitions.

The Heroes' faction seemed unaware of the implications as they exchanged puzzled glances.

"What are you saying, Your Excellency? Our gods would never commit such a lowly act. It's definitely that damned Demon God behind all this," the Lightning Hero said politely.

Aengus smirked, though the disdain in his eyes was evident.

"You don't need to give me a half-hearted explanation, ants. Just call your gods!" Aengus commanded, sending a wave of Void energy that destroyed the mechanism or technique stealing the souls.

Now, no one could harvest souls anymore.

A few minutes passed in tense silence, yet still, no one appeared.

"You won't come out? Haha, I'll force you to show yourselves!"

Aengus instantly appeared beside the Primordials, killing five of them in the blink of an eye.

Lucifer stood frozen in terror. He had never expected Aengus to act so decisively.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Aengus devoured the fallen Primordials, ignoring the notifications about gaining five more Deadly Sin Skills for now.

"Whoosh!"

Next, he targeted the Heroes. He devoured all Seven Holy Elemental Heroes, including Elyon, gaining the Seven Holy Elemental Manipulation Skills once again (Fire, Earth, Water, Air, Lightning, Light, Wood).

Though the skills sounded familiar, they were of a higher grade, each capable of purification and ranked SS individually. Aengus decided to leave them as they were for the moment, planning to deal with them later.

"What did you do?" Saintess Lumenaria asked, trembling as she witnessed her long-time friend Elyon's death before her eyes.

"In the new world, they are not needed anymore. There is no place for puppets of false gods," Aengus replied coldly, killing Lumenaria without hesitation a well.

All of them were blind, brainwashed, and unneeded by him. By devouring them, his level increased by 10 at least.