Hero of Darkness

Finally, Omega used his 2nd most useful and powerful move that he had under his holster. The first was obviously the Gravity Domain. And the 2nd being none other than Gravity Imprisonment skill. 

This was a skill that allowed the Hrodvitnir subordinate to focus and concentrate the entirety of his Gravity Domain on a single spot and completely freeze that target, unable to even move an inch of their body or even bat an eye. 

This skill could be used on any target within 15 kilometers based on the dual sword samurai subordinate's current power levels. But there was a reason why Omega hadn't used it throughout the battle. 

Because this skill had one big flaw. And that flaw would be the undoing of this skill and would jeopardize Omega's life if failed. 

The biggest flaw of this skill was that if the opponent had some type of burst of energy type of skills that could explode and throw off the exerted gravitational force on their body… not only the skill will get nulled but Omega's entire Gravity Domain, which was the main driving force behind this skill would instantly crumble. 

And as a result, Omega would receive a severe backslash that could incapacitate him as a consequence. Thus, he carefully used his other skills and used the Gravity Domain's suppression on Azerog till the fireborne depleted all of his strength and could no longer use any last moment life saving skill. 

And finally… it was time, to seal the deal. 

The very next moment, a white armor suddenly appeared out of nowhere and Omega was completely covered under it as if this armor was part of his body. 

His black arm remained the same and his right leg part of the army also turned black but this time, there was blue fire coming out of the corners. Along with these two noticeable changes, some parts of the armor also turned black. 

Around his right shoulder was the head of a white wolf while the left shoulder was covered in fur. Even Omega's eyes turned bright blue in this transformation. His eyes turned bright blue and as for the head, it was covered in a white mask that completely hid his face. 

This was the Moonlight Armor form Omega inherited from Skoll. This was the battle form where Omega was 4 times faster and his accuracy and maneuverability increased by twice. 

Azerog's entire being shuddered with fear and disbelief. 

Omega quickly took an attacking stance as his back slightly hunched along with his legs while he placed his right hand on Kojin which was sheathed at the moment. 

QUICKDRAW!! 

In the next second, Omega appeared 2 kilometers behind the frozen and restrained figure of Azerog, the 4th stage saint. 

Shatter!! 

With this… Omega's Gravity Domain instantly shattered and the restrictions on his body were removed. 

Azerog turned his head around and looked at Omega, wondering what just happened. But then he noticed that Omega no longer had Kojin in his right hand while Raijin was still sheathed in the scabbard. 

Shock!! 

An instant wave of shock hit his body and mind as Azerog finally noticed what happened in that microsecond. 

The fireborne saint turned his head back and looked down as he finally noticed where the missing Kojin was… 

Splurt!! 

Azerog had a fear-stricken and bewildered expression. Not Omega was equally matched in strength but could use Gravity Law. And under his domain, when he was stunned for just one second and due to his agility was restricted by 90%... He couldn't even escape the killing strike that came his way. Because at this moment… 

Kojin was stabbed right inside his chest. 

"I will give you one last chance.

Would you die as a coward or…" spoke Omega in a domineering voice and continued in a tyrannical voice. 

"Die with honor." 

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Azerog's body slowly descended to the ground as the wound started spewing blood from the place of the wound. Yet the saint didn't try to take it out or used any potions to protect his life. 

Because he heard Omega's words… the enemy was giving him a last chance to die with honor instead of a merciless execution.

If the latter tried to make a move… Kojin would activate and he'd die an agonizing death because of the dragonfire. And he no longer had any means to protect himself or retaliate in the slightest at this point. 

Azerog could feel the life force leaving his body and soon, he'd die. But instead of having an indignant expression in his final moments… he had a tranquil expression and tears dropped from his eyes. 

With each passing moment, the 4th stage saint started recounting his journey in the past 5 years ever since he joined the Hero's Party. 

And how he turned from a person with morals and ethics of a prideful warrior into a scum who kidnapped women and brought them to Axel under the order of his clan and the Church of Hetrax. 

Those deeds were something he was ashamed of till this moment but throughout all this time… he told himself that it was for the sake of the empire. To help the church reign and then bring a unified peace after they threw away the imperial rule. 

"Maybe this is the punishment for my crimes. I have failed my clan… my empire. And I have discarded my honor as a warrior. 

A heinous criminal like me doesn't even deserve this type of kind death." he spoke to himself as he revealed an expression of agony and regret on his countenance. 

Not everyone was inherently bad. 

Sometimes, they were forced to do things that didn't go along with their character because of their lineage and background. 

Not every rich heir of a noble clan like Azerog was a vile and cruel individual and not all weak and poor people were righteous or good. 

Unlike the stories of heroism, bravery, chivalry and justice… 

The world wasn't Black or White… rather it had always been Grey. 

Azerog was an example of such people. A good man standing on the side of Evil. 

He was a talented prodigy and an honorable warrior. Comparable to a valorous and loyal knight of a king. But his very background and identity forced him to serve a master who was no different than a living monster. 

As his consciousness was getting affected because of the blood loss… He looked at Axel who didn't even bother trying to rescue him or any of the fallen party members until now. 

"May you rot in the eternal hell, you bastard!

For every crime you made me commit and every woman and their family's lives you destroyed… I hope the gods above give divine punishment. 

I will pay for my crimes if there's an afterlife. But as for you… 

I hope your death is much worse than anyone can ever imagine." spoke Azerog as he came to terms with his death. 

All those thoughts took only 10 seconds in real-time. 

Azerog then sat down on his knees. Omega appeared behind him on his left, raising Raijin high. 

"Do it!" shouted the fireborne saint with determined eyes. 

SLASH!! 

A cleanly cut head dropped on the ground that had a look of containment and acceptance; as if thanking this killer for granting him a swift and painless death. 

Omega killed Azerog in a traditional samurai execution style called Seppuku. 

With this, he ended the life of a person bound by duty and lineage. A person who was forced to do things while going against their values. 

Was this person deserving of swift and painless death? Nobody knew. But at least Omega could infer from the expression on Azerog's face that he died… 

With the honor of a warrior.