Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

"Can he win against all of them?" Bella muttered worriedly.

"Let's trust him for now. If the time comes, I won't hesitate to throw my life away," Aria said, her eyes filled with determination and love.

Bella raised an eyebrow but nodded, equally resolved.

Belial, Astrid, Aster, and the Phoenix Empress all watched anxiously.

Others trembled in fear, dreading the possible aftermath of a clash between gods. If left unchecked, the battle could annihilate every living creature.

"It's coming!" someone exclaimed, their voice quivering with terror.

Aengus' form suddenly transformed, his body enveloped in pure Void that rapidly expanded in size.

As it reached the World Barrier, he struck it down with a casual swipe, tendrils of Void energy tearing through the barrier effortlessly.

"CRACK, CRACK...."

The sound of shattering resonated like thunder, shaking the World to its core. The World Barrier began to collapse, piece by piece, and slowly erased from existence as if never been there.

To the astonishment of the ordinary people below, when the World Cage shattered, the illusion of the sun, moon, and stars disappeared, replaced by a massive golden palace radiating light like a miniature sun.

"Is that... the Heaven where the gods live?" the mortals muttered in awe.

"But the stars and the moon... they've vanished. What is happening?" another voice questioned, confusion spreading among them.

While everyone remained bewildered, Aengus' Void form expanded beyond the outer perimeter of the world, its colossal size surpassing even that of Mythraldor and Pantheon combined.

"Truly, our Creator Entity has no limit," Aurora murmured beside Cane, her gaze filled with awe. But the Divine radiance from her body increased, indicating she was prepared for the battle

"Yes, yes... Our Creator's power—that is what I seek," Demon God Cane muttered, the glow of madness flickering in his crimson eyes.

"But what is he trying to do?" the Fire God asked, his figure cloaked in crimson holy fire, his tone a mix of curiosity and apprehension.

Aurora and Cane, two ancient gods, narrowed their eyes.

"He's trying to devour the Pantheon!" Demon God shouted hysterically. "We must stop him at once, or he will grow even stronger!"

Demon God attacked immediately, and Aurora followed, her divine figure expanding to match his. However, their size was nothing compared to Aengus.

They barely reached his waist.

The other gods exchanged glances before following suit.

Lucifer remained there, silent, powerless. His companions were gone, and his lover was fighting below.

Reluctantly, he descended toward the battlefield, his only thought being to ensure Garcia's safety.

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In Clash Between Gods, Mortals Suffers the most. The saying is Absolutely true.

RUMMMMMBLLLLEEE!

CREEEEEACCCKK!

The combined attack of the gods struck Aengus' Void form with immense force, creating a shockwave so powerful that the world of Mythraldor shifted from its axis, pulling Pantheon toward it like an anchor.

The very planet was quickly engulfed in tsunamis and natural disasters, killing thousands of innocent lives.

The higher powers of the world struggled to hold the Earth steady, as if it were their last line of defense.

Amid the chaos, Aria's nature powers became a beacon of hope.

She cast her nature power, surrounding the land of Solis with protective trees that rose from the ground like a massive cocoon, shielding countless lives, even those of demons.

Her power was awe-inspiring, and the survivors began to look upon her with newfound respect and reverence. Aria had become their savior, protecting them from the intense radiation and devastation caused by the clash of gods.

Aengus faltered momentarily under their combined assault, but his goal remained unchanged.

"Shua shua shua..."

He achieved what he had intended from the start. Opening his massive mouth like a world-devouring beast, he activated his Omni-Devour Skill, perfectly absorbing everything before him.

The relentless attacks from the lower gods barely scratched his Void form. Their energy attacks were nullified as though they were striking against soft cotton.

Only the Goddess of Light, the God of Darkness, and the Elemental Gods barely managed to leave any mark.

Where their strikes landed, they carved hollow gaps into his Void form, but the damage was fleeting and insignificant.

In their massive, divine forms, the gods stood helpless as Aengus devoured Pantheon, their sacred home, the very structure that safeguarded concentrated Divine Essence and countless other energies.

With this act, Aengus' level surged by an astonishing more than 200 levels, elevating him to an unprecedented realm of power.

The gods could feel the rising threat radiating from him—an overwhelming force that made their divine frames tremble. For the first time in eons, they became extremely serious.

Aengus smiled as despair etched itself onto the faces of the gods.

His Void Entity's devilish grin sent chills crawling down their skin.

While the lower gods hesitated, frozen in fear, Aengus's massive, elephantine Void limbs moved with devastating precision, crushing their divine forms effortlessly. Their essence was drawn toward him, devoured in an instant as he savored their divine flavor.

With his appetite whetted, Aengus set his sights on the Elemental Gods, the sensation of growing stronger almost intoxicating.

"Do it, Aurora!" Cane growled in his menacing darkness-infused form, the Void looming dangerously close to them.

Aurora, Goddess of Light, glowing with radiant brilliance, nodded at his words, her expression solemn.

The price of going against their very creator became very steep to her now.

Together, they intertwined their oposite powers in a display of unparalleled harmony—Light and Darkness spiraling together, forming a colossal, spinning Chakra. This devastating attack combined the might of two ancient gods, unleashing a force powerful enough to rival the Void itself.

Aengus clashed fearlessly, activating every skill in his arsenal. But the grin on his face radiated absolute confidence.

He would emerge victorious, and it would be a momentous triumph.

The world of Mythraldor drifted like a ship lost at sea, its consciousness barely clinging to life along with its fortunate inhabitants.

The barrier that had once restricted the godly forces within Mythraldor was broken, and the world was now suffering the consequences.

The Pantheon was gone, and Mythraldor was slowly dying due to a lack of energy, isolated from the outside universe.