Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

Chapter 331 Finally Making a Move

Upon hearing Dragon Emperor Darius's observation, some of the gathered parties finally took note of the faint traces of demon energy lingering in the distance.

"Come out, cowards!"

Hero Emperor Julian's voice thundered like a divine decree, rippling through the air with an otherworldly brilliance that demanded attention. The sheer authority in his tone seemed to unravel the veils of concealment.

In response, the Seven Primordial Demons and Garcia were revealed, stepping forward with expressions darkened by fury.

The insult lingered in the air, and the tension thickened as Lucifer's chilling voice cut through the silence.

"Cowards? You might be speaking of yourselves, you filthy, foolish humans!" His voice carried an icy undertone that seemed to freeze the very air.

Unperturbed by the hostile exchange, Old Elf Emperor Valeris raised his hand, silencing the growing commotion as his piercing gaze settled on the demons.

"Are you the ones responsible for this ominous entity?" he asked calmly.

Lucifer's fiery gaze locked with Valeris', his lips curling into a sardonic smirk.

"Responsible?" he echoed mockingly. "Do you think even we would dare to unleash that? You know know nothing about it, humans." He pointed subtly toward the Void Expanse, its colossal presence looming like an unrelenting shadow over the world.

Garcia crossed her arms, stepping closer. "You're barking up the wrong tree, Oldy. None of us are suicidal enough to provoke such calamity."

The Old Elf Emperor was enraged by the insulting remark from the demoness.

"Silence, you enchanting demoness! No one asked for your input. How dare-"

Whoosh!

Without hesitation, Lucifer's Indomitable Kick flew toward the Old Elf Emperor's wrinkled face, aiming to crush him into oblivion.

As his leg moved, it was as if a mountain was descending, the sheer pressure causing the air to ripple violently before the kick could land.

Bang!

The strike, however, was intercepted by a green barrier, materializing from a tree branch that extended from the Old Elf Emperor's chest.

Crack, crack!

At first, the Old Elf Emperor smirked confidently, believing his Tree of Eternity's Barrier to be impenetrable. Yet, his confidence quickly faltered as his eyes widened in disbelief-the barrier began to crack, little by little, under the overwhelming force of Lucifer's attack.

His confidant, Rindel, and the other Transcendentals quickly rushed in, saving the Old Elf Emperor in the nick of time from taking a direct hit.

"Say one more bad word about my love, and you and your empire will be my next target," Lucifer warned, his voice cold and brimming with wrath as he slowly withdrew his leg.

"Audacious! How dare you, Lucifer, be so arrogant toward us humans! Do you think humans are inferior to demons?" Rindel bellowed, his indignation evident as he cast a glance at the Hero Emperor and the Dragon Emperor, hoping to incite them into the fray.

Hero Emperor Julian, now joined by the other Heroes, stood righteously, ready for conflict. Meanwhile, the Dragon Emperor remained motionless, his golden eyes narrowing as he analyzed the situation.

The air felt heavy, charged with tension, as though a battle could erupt at any moment.

"Rumble!"

Suddenly, the ground trembled violently, and all attention turned toward the Moon God, Artemes. His form radiated an intense, blinding light, brighter than ever before, forcing some to shield their eyes.

The Nine Moons behind him spiraled erratically, growing larger and larger as though fueled by desperation.

He appeared to have finally broken free from whatever invisible grip had held him. However, his actions were clear—he wasn't preparing for a counterattack or to face the entity. Instead, he was frantically attempting to flee. His glowing figure ascended rapidly toward the outer world, aiming to escape the confines of this world entirely.

"He's running?!" Hero Elyon exclaimed in disbelief, unable to reconcile the sight of their god fleeing in terror.

Even the Dragon Emperor, who rarely displayed emotion, couldn't mask his shock. "A god... abandoning the battlefield? This is unprecedented."

But before Artemes could breach the sky, a voice as deep and commanding as the abyss echoed from the Void Expanse.

"You think you can escape? Leave your life behind!"

"Leave your life behind!"

The words alone carried such immense pressure that the very air seemed to solidify, halting Artemes' ascent abruptly.

"The Entity... it's finally moving," Saintess Lumenaria whispered, her voice trembling with awe and fear.

The decree of the Void Entity reverberated across the world, shaking not only the ground beneath their feet but their very souls. It felt as if the voice itself carried the weight of judgment, a force that could bend reality to its will.

"This... is beyond comprehension," Hero Emperor Julian muttered, gripping his sword tightly, his knuckles white.

The air grew heavier, as if the world itself was resonating with the presence of the Void Entity.

Lucifer's frozen blue eyes narrowed as he observed the colossal Heir of Ruination, his pride and arrogance churning within him. He was a being forged by darkness, one of the strongest among the Primordial Demons, yet here stood a force so overwhelming that even his own presence felt insignificant.

"Tch..." Lucifer's jaw clenched. It was bitter, so bitter to admit, but the truth loomed before him like an unscalable mountain. "This power... it overshadows darkness. I want it.." he muttered with longing.

Beelzebub's usually calm demeanor cracked as he stood frozen, feeling the Void Entity's gaze bore into his very soul.

For that brief moment, it felt as though all his secrets, his essence, and his existence were laid bare, stripped of every facade.

"Why... Why is it looking at me like that?" he thought, his mind racing with unease.

Just as quickly as the gaze fell upon him, it shifted elsewhere, leaving Beelzebub to let out a shaky breath. "Was that... death? No, it was worse..." He shook his head, trying to regain composure, though the lingering dread in his heart betrayed his outward calm.

Meanwhile, Rindel, the ever-loyal confidante, glanced at the ominous Void Expanse and then to the Old Elf Emperor.

"Your Imperial Majesty, perhaps we should leave. If the entity decides to attack, resistance is futile," Rindel advised cautiously, her voice low but insistent.

Valeris, usually one to hold his ground even in the gravest of dangers, nodded solemnly. The sheer magnitude of the situation was beyond even his confidence.

"Very well, Rindel," he said with a deep sigh. "Prepare for departure. I won't risk our lives unnecessarily."