[: Daniel’s POV :]
The next stop we appeared at was another continent and that was the Dwarf Continent.
The difference in mana density hit the mont space folded open.
The air tasted of tal.
The ground trembled with rhythmic explosions of divine force.
The sky was carved open by streaks of red lightning and orange fla, all belonging to a single man.
And that man was King Thrain Stoneforge.
I had teleported us straight to his battlefield, and what greeted us was a sight so overwhelming that even Maiya stopped breathing.
He fought alone.
A titan of fla and thunder...a walking legendary-smith towering above mountains, his hamr of creation lifted high like a world-ending decree.
Flas coiled around him like a crown.
Lightning chained itself across his armor.
His eyes burned like molten steel still in the forge.
And with every strike of his hamr...there was a sound to it, a rhythm.
BOOOOOM
Entire platoons of invaders evaporated.
As soon he struck his hamr, the ground cracked and the sky dimd.
It was so powerful that it had annihilated the invaders yet the gates still continued spitting out endless invaders.
"Damn you bastards!"
Thrain roared, hamr crashing down as another legion surged.
"Endless! Always endless! How could this happen!?"
He was positioned in front of his castle, a massive fortress carved into a mountain of pure mithril.
Even without looking, I could sense his intention like a blazing beacon he was protecting his family.
His armies were attending to the citizens, providing them shelter and at the sa ti, fighting against the Invaders.
Eventually, mother stepped forward without hesitation.
"Thrain, how’s the situation here?"
The Dwarf King spun toward us, nearly dropping his hamr.
"lira!? H-How did you!? Wait! Prince Daniel!?"
His voice cracked into sothing between disbelief and outrage.
"How in the hells did all of you appear here!?"
"To cut short," Mother said calmly, "we teleported here imdiately after clearing the gates at our continent."
Thrain stared at her, then at and finally, back at the hordes.
"You teleported? Through that?"
He pointed at the writhing skies.
"M-lira are you mad!? You’re leaving your own continent just to co here!?" It seems like he was misunderstanding sothing.
"Thrain, you’re getting it all wrong" Mother tried explaining, but he wouldn’t let her.
Thrain blinked.
"Huh!? Are you trying to give an excuse!?"
Before Mother could respond, new figures erged from the trembling fortress.
And it was the Dwarven Royal Family.
One of them was none other than Queen Brynja, her armor covered in blood, but her presence steady as a mountain.
Hilda and Freya Stoneforge, their daughters, stood like twin flas, eyes sharp despite the chaos.
Balin and Dain, the sons, heavy-built, firm-jawed, gripping their axes until knuckles whitened.
Behind them, their elite warriors, the Ironslayers, marched out, led by Gundrik Ironhand.
He looked at us, eyes widening
"Prince Daniel...? This can’t—this shouldn’t be possible."
Thorek Firebeard’s fla-beard sparked nervously.
Halvar Deepdelve muttered a prayer.
Einar Stonebreaker’s jaw dropped.
Rurik Frosthelm froze mid-step, stunned into literal silence.
No one expected us.
And definitely, no one expected what ca next.
"I know right now, this is sothing hard to believe, but leave this to and let handle all of the gats"
The mont those words left my mouth, every dwarf stared at as if I’d just declared war on the sun.
Gundrik slamd his weapon onto the ground.
"Prince, no offense, but this is not a place for you to experint!"
Before Mother could scold him, the invader hordes surged again.
There were thousands of them, so were fla serpents, so were shadow wraiths, so were tallic monsters.
They rushed like a tidal wave.
Thrain gripped his hamr.
"Everyone, brace! lira, protect the pri—"
I stepped forward.
Maiya whispered, "Daniel...?"
Victor raised a brow.
"Show them."
Mother simply crossed her arms, fully unconcerned.
I lifted my hand.
[: Devour Domain :]
As soon as I had used the skills, the space warped as energ poured in.
Every spell, ability, and divine aura within a hundred ters dimd like candles in a storm.
The dwarves had realized the effect and they froze.
"W-What...?" Thrain whispered.
"My hamr...its enchantnts!?"
"It’s temporary." I said.
"They’ll be back in ten seconds."
"Ten!? Prince, that’s enough ti to die thrice!"
I ignored him and stepped toward the incoming legion.
The devour field expanded.
Every of their abilities were devoured.
All of their strength were consud.
Their bodies had been dissolved.
A river of essence poured into , and I activated my next ability.
[: Essence Reclamation :]
The dwarves watched in horrified awe as every invaders that kept pouring in like an endless supply chain had all died.
But they didn’t know that every shred of their strength was drawn into like a collapsing star.
Immidiately, my stats surged and my power multiplied.
I felt strength gushing through my veins like an addictive drug and I clenched my fist.
[: Rupture of Breaker :]
Everyone heard the words of my skill.
Crack
Every single person standing could hear the sound of thousands of invaders breaking, not physically but conceptually.
Every being whose stats were equal or weaker
exploded into red mist.
Even though Maiya, Victor and the captains had seen partially of my abilities, they were still taken aback by it.
After all, the mont I used my skills, Maiya had flinched and Victor gave a low whistle.
Of course, mother didn’t bat an eye except the fact that she smiled proudly.
Thrain?
Thrain’s jaw nearly hit the molten ground.
"THAT-THAT WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!?"
"Just watch" I said to him and he gulped his salivae down his throat as he wish to witness my next move.
And of course, I raised my sword that was not a weapon forged from steel, but a concept.
The Sword of Final Rule manifested, humming with the authority of my existence.
"Mother," I said quietly, "stay with the dwarven line. I’ll end all of the gate."
Thrain shouted desperately, "Prince Daniel, WAIT—!"
He was calling out for but I was already gone.
[: Chrono Manipulation :]
Ti slowed into syrup as raindrops froze midair and ash halted in place.
Invaders moved like sluggish shadows.
And I moved like light.
One step...then...two step and I stood before on the sky.
I could see thousands of gates perhaps even tens of thousands of gates through the entire dwarf Continent, pulsating like wounds.
Thousands of invaders poured from it.
Eventually, I lifted my palm.
[: Authority Over All :]
As soon as the skill manifested, it covered the entire domain of the whole continent and every invaders within it...has lost their abilities.
They scread silently with their powers sealed, their bloodlines cut off and their authorities stolen.
And then, I struck the final nail.
[: Thronefall :]
A domain erupted beneath and covered the entire continent, targeting only the invaders.
The invaders collapsed instantly as those that were weaker than were slamd into the dirt, unable to even breathe.
Even the gate seed to tremble.
And the next second, my voice echoed through the entire continent like a being that looks down on them.
"Begone"
[: Irrefutable Order :]
It was only a single word and reality obeyed it.
Every invader had collapsed and died, their cores extinguishing like dying stars.
One by one, their corpses fell before it returned into dust, leaving nothing behind.
Once I knew that all of the invaders within this continent had gone, I could move on to my next plana and that was to end all of the fate.
I moved forward and activated the sword that I had been holding all this ti.
[: Sword of Final Rule :]
I had locked my targets towards all of the gates spread out through the entire continent.
And the mont I struck the sword forward, the Sword of Final Rule had pierced the rift of all of the gates.
And the entire thing exploded into conceptual ash.
Crack.
Each gates had been pierced and sliced by the sword of final rule, and it shattered into glasses.
It was a sight to behold with and a sight that one may never see in their entire life.
Even the dwarf soldiers who fighting against the Invaders were montarily lost and confused.
And for a mont, the entire continent beca silent.
Then, slowly...reactions began exploding.
I could hear the words of gratitude from the citizens as they were clueless who was the one that had saved them.
Eventually, I teleported myself and returned to where mother and Thrain was.
"M-MOTHER OF ANVILS..." Thrain whispered.
The dwarven warriors stared.
Gundrik raised a trembling hand.
"That... that was sothing I have never seen before!"
"This is no longer the realm the sa as us," Halvar said weakly. "That boy might be beyond it!
Thrain stepped forward, eyes wide.
"Prince Daniel..."
His voice shook.
"You... you...that’s amazing and you have my respect for that!" He said.
"I’m just doing what I need to do" I simply said.
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