Hero of Darkness

Chapter 957 Feeling Fullfilled

Not only was he frustrated at his inability to finish off his target in this open confrontation… this added mocking smirk revealed by Kahn fired up Zolvik even more.

"You bastard! You think you can live after humiliating me?!" shouted Zolvik and soon, the sky rumbled as he amassed darkness from his body and soon, his aura rose to that of a saint.

Amid Kahn's condescending smile, Zolvik's fury intensified. The skies themselves seemed to respond to his wrath, rumbling in unison with his tumultuous emotions.

The very air around him began to swirl with an infusion of darkness, and his aura expanded, now emanating the distinctive presence of a 2nd-stage saint.

Rumble!

In response to his heightened power, thousands of spikes emerged from the ground, serving as a menacing testament to his abilities. Moreover, the heavens themselves seemed to yield to his command as hundreds of small, gargoyle-like forms formed from the abyssal shadows took to the sky.

These obsidian creatures moved in a coordinated symphony, resembling a flock of bats in the moonlit night.

Their collective presence and movements were a tangible manifestation of Zolvik's newfound power as a 2nd stage saint.

In a calculated display of power, the darkness elemental assassin, Zolvik, summoned and compressed his mana to form a formidable construct.

This entity took the form of a colossal orb, its chaotic energies swirling within, ready to be unleashed.

Shoot!

With the intensity of a catapult's launch, Zolvik propelled the orb towards his target, a seething force of destruction.

BOOM!!!

The impact was cataclysmic.

The moment of collision resonated with the very fabric of the environment, sending shockwaves that rippled over a kilometer in radius.

The ground quivered and shook, an ominous testament to the might contained within that chaotic sphere.

Zolvik, wearing a self-satisfied grin, was confident in the overwhelming force he had wielded.

"This is what gets you for displaying hubris in front of me. You can't survive against the wrath of a saint!" declared Zolvik, a prideful smile appearing on his face.

He believed he had tested Kahn's limits, confident that no being within the realm of semi-saints could endure such an attack unscathed.

It was an attack worthy of a legitimate saint, amplified by the unique circumstances of the God's Domain.

However, as the cloud of darkness began to recede, revealing the outcome of his onslaught, Zolvik was met with a scene that left him dumbfounded.

"Fucking boring..."

Kahn, despite being the intended target of that devastating assault, stood untouched, his countenance displaying not a single sign of injury or strain.

With a demeanor as cool as ever, Kahn addressed Zolvik's bewildered expression.

"I said try something better!" his voice held a tinge of admonishment, delivered with a poker-faced expression that seemed to underline the unassailable nature of his strength.

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10 Minutes Later…

Huff!

Huff!

Zolvik huffed and sweat profusely despite being a 2nd stage saint at the moment.

He was trying his best to kill Kahn but whether it was physical attacks or any assassination related unique skill, he hadn't been able to injure the blue wolfkin in the slightest.

Even his epic rank dagger imbued with his darkness element bounced off of Atreus' skin as he made lethal strikes with all his might.

This was what the Assassin class excelled in, to kill opponent while latter even failed to sense them from anywhere and falling to their blade.

However, for the first time, there stood a target whose skin itself was so thick an impervious to all of his attacks that even the daggers couldn't make a gash.

One time, Zolvik even tried to fist-fight with Atreus but forget injuring this carefree wolfkin, it was his fists that almost broke from the impact instead.

And the worse part was that unlike Atreus, he couldn't use any Domain either. Hence, he was forced to keep facing and attacking him if he wanted to escape this domain.

And the most embarrassing part…

Zolvik had run out of most of his skills and combat techniques to kill this terryfying enemy.

"Why don't you die?!" screamed Zolvik in rage as he kept attacking furiously.

This time, he conjured a massive 100 meters long dagger, a very flashy and noticeable skill despite him being an assassin.

Slash!

As Zolvik's colossal dagger hurtled through the air with unimaginable speed, it carried with it an aura of highly destructive darkness. The weapon's sheer size and menacing energy were awe-inspiring, reflecting Zolvik's proficiency in wielding his newfound saint-level powers.

Utilizing the swirling mass of gargoyle-like shadows that obscured Kahn's sight, Zolvik maneuvered himself into a strategic position behind his opponent.

Shoot!

The dagger followed suit, propelled with incredible velocity, aiming to cleave through anything in its path. A mere five meters stood between the dagger and Kahn, who reclined on his throne with an air of nonchalance.

Shing!

However, just as the dagger was about to close the distance, a sudden disruption occurred.

A circular black hole, ten meters in diameter, materialized behind Kahn.

In an instant, the dagger's progress halted, suspended in midair, and its aura seemed to be absorbed by the ominous void. The contrast between Zolvik's unleashed might and the mysterious power displayed by Kahn was stark, leaving a palpable tension in the air.

As Kahn's unique Energy Plunderer skill exhibited its prowess, the scene unfolded in an unexpected manner.

The gargantuan dagger of darkness, once an emblem of Zolvik's overwhelming power, was rendered powerless by the skill's insatiable appetite for energy.

Without triggering any explosive impact or cataclysmic event, the massive dagger was gradually and quietly absorbed by the skill, its destructive aura was devoured and nullified.

Within a mere ten seconds, the imposing weapon had disappeared entirely, leaving only a faint amount of world energy.

Burp!

Kahn, seemingly unaffected by the monumental feat, emitted an unassuming burp and patted his stomach in a rather casual gesture. In a swift and unusual movement, the throne itself pivoted, turning slightly to acknowledge Zolvik.

Amusement laced Kahn's tone as he spoke in the aftermath of his skill's impressive demonstration.

Kahn gently smiled at Zolvik as he replied in a pleased and satisfied tone.

"Thanks for the food."