The rise of the God of Death
*Chapter 20: Daimon's True Strength*
After Nil's warning to the commanders, Daimon calmly stepped forward. With one breath, he activated his special skill — *Aura Release*. A wave of pure pressure exploded from his body, sweeping across the battlefield. In a second, half of the invading force collapsed unconscious, unable to withstand the overwhelming energy. The others, though standing, were shaken to their core — weakened and terrified.
One of the commanders, the same who had struck Lucy, roared in anger and charged with full force. His speed was immense, his power overwhelming — but Daimon was gone. He reappeared above the commander in a blur, lightning crackling across his body. But this was no ordinary lightning — it was *Black-Red Lightning*, a divine element only suited for the *God of Death*.
With a cold glare, Daimon twisted mid-air and launched a devastating punch, infused with his full elemental strength.
*"Dimensional Impact!"*
The punch created a massive crimson beam that tore through the air. A moment of silence followed... then a shockwave erupted, blowing away smoke and bodies alike.
As the dust settled, more enemies rushed him in desperation — but Daimon simply raised his hand. Every sword and weapon on the field trembled, then flew into the air, glowing with a deathly aura.
*"Divine Punishment."*
The weapons pulsed with power, their strength multiplied fivefold. Then, one by one, they reversed midair and shot toward their original owners, impaling them without mercy.
The battlefield fell into silence — all enemies gone, save one.
The *Vice General*, the leader of the invasion, was dragged forward by an unseen force. Daimon gripped him by the throat and stared deep into his eyes.
*"Everyone's time is coming."*
With one brutal motion, Daimon snapped his neck. The man dropped lifeless to the ground.
The battle was over. Every soldier from the South — annihilated. And at the center of it all stood the one feared by all, even death itself…
*Daimon.*