Hero of Darkness

Jugram floated in the sky, giving an indomitable and fierce gaze towards the approaching army of warships and flying ships of the pirate crew whilst equipping Balrog armor and Ares giantsword. And now, he was free to use his most powerful skills without turning into his true Diablos legendary rank form. 

On the enemy side, one of the 100 meter tall warships was the main captain ship where the leader of this group, who was a 2nd stage saint was seated in. He carefully observed Jugram's aura with a skeptical countenance. 

"He's a 1st stage saint but that armor and giantsword gives off a very dreadful feeling. 

Let's not waste time here. 

Charge all our cannons and kill him in a single shot!" analyzed and commanded a broad figure in the main cockpit. 

Tung! 

Tung! 

The metallic cannons on the sideways of the warships and small artillery guns at the front of the small flying ships started charging different elemental beams and shots as they targeted the Hellblazer general. 

"Bringing guns in a fight against me… so primitive." spoke Jugram in a jarring voice. 

He raised Ares high in the air and released the Sword Emperor skill. 

Shing! 

Clang! 

Clink! 

Before the warships even managed to charge themselves fully, over 400 massive crimson red giantswords, each being 10 meters long suddenly appeared above his head, almost forming a small hurricane as they floated clockwise. 

"Attack!!" ordered the leader of this pirate group. 

BOOM!! 

BANG!! 

All the guns and cannons shot their bullets and elemental beams, attacking Jugram with all their force. 

A massive red cloud burst and spread in the surrounding 1 kilometer region, sending dozens of shockwaves as the sky and the ground was covered in red light. 

The trees on the ground were uprooted and trembled just from the aftershocks as the entirety of the 2 kilometers region was devastated after the explosion. 

Many among the pirate crew sighed in relief as a rush of victorious feeling swept over their minds while the people inside the dome, who couldn't see what was happening outside, were becoming afraid with each passing moment. 

Sizzle! 

Sizzle! 

Finally, the cloud of fire subsided and a grim voice echoed. 

"Is that all?" 

A tall 20 meter wall made of 400 aura giantswords appeared and behind it was Jugram, completely unscathed. 

"What the…" the saint leader of the pirate group had his eyes wide open in shock. 

"Alright then… my turn!" exclaimed Jugram and the very next moment… 

Another burst of crimson red aura spread in the surrounding 3 kilometers, completely encompassing their battlefield while leaving the envoy behind him untouched. 

Massive and fervent waves of hellfire spread and covered both the ground and the sky. 

Crackle! 

Crackle! 

The temperature inside this battlefield suddenly rose to 500-degree celsius and all the trees instantly caught fire as wide pillars of hellfire erupted from the ground from hundreds of places, some even directly hitting the hundred or so flying ships. 

Hell Domain! 

Jugram had activated his Hell Domain. 

"Arrghh!!" shouted a human among the pirate crew as his skin started drying at a rapid pace and then the clothes were getting overheated, making the vast majority sweat profusely in just a dozen seconds. 

Soon, most of the fighters started feeling the scalding heat in the atmosphere.

Anyone without good quality armor and ice elemental class was getting roasted alive while the flying ships started malfunctioning because of the instant rise in temperature. 

Jugram had crucially overturned the situation just by activating his domain. But the next moment, all of his aura giantswords pointed their pointy edges towards the enemy group and started attacking. 

In the meantime, half of the summoned weapons encircled the flying ships, leaving no room for escape as Jugram himself lunged at the main warship. 

He quickly activated Blood storm and like a rainstorm, the blood from the dying enemies flew towards his body. 

With each passing second, his body was absorbing the blood and his Strength Stat was rising rapidly. 

Slash!! 

Jugram made a horizontal slash and a massive and wide elliptical wave of hellfire struck a flying ship and burned the entire crew alive as well as destroying the ship. 

Jugram was a variant True Demon with Chaos Element. The more people died in a battle against him, the stronger he became. 

In just 5 minutes, his Strength Stat doubled and then he used the Blood Sacrifice skill. 

This time, it was Ares who started sucking in the blood from the enemies and the dense deathly aura around the giantsword rose by a huge margin. 

Soon, the Limit Breaker skill took effect and all of his stats rose by 2.5 times, making him reach his peak strength while hundreds of people were dying just by being present inside the hell domain. 

In the meantime, the stronger opponents started attacking him but failed to land any injuries because Balrog armor had an in-built defense of a dragon's body. Even a powerful attack from a fellow saint wouldn't be able to kill him in a single strike. 

"Run!!" 

"Retreat!!" 

Dozens of people of different species clamored in fear as the madman saint fiercely attacked their ships and wantonly massacred their fellow pirates, opposite of what one would expect when surrounded by thousands of enemies. 

Wails and screams of helpless people resounded in the surroundings as both Jugram and his summoned swords absolutely slashed apart and destroyed dozens of ships in just a few minutes. 

It had only been 5 minutes and more than 400 people from the enemy side were dead. However, these were the weakest among the bunch who had subpar skills and armors. Yet they accomplished their job… that was making Jugram strong enough to face the real enemy. 

Just then, a 100 meter tall ginormous black and white colored fist appeared in the sky, descending with unfathomable might as it targeted Jugram with extreme killing intent. 

BOOM!! 

A dreary and loud clash echoed on the battlefield, the aftershocks vibrating the ships and the ground equally. 

But the enemies were simply flabbergasted as they saw the aftermath. 

The massive fist was stopped midair by Jugram… 

With his bare hand. 

And right then… 

"Who the hell are you?!" a begrudging and loud voice echoed as a middle-aged man with ripped build and long brown beard appeared in the sky. 

"Dante Surtrsson of the Misthios mercenary guild. 

Who am I talking to?" responded Jugram and waved his left hand, sending the massive fist crashing on the ground below. 

"I'm Stephen. Leader of the Panda Raiders pirate group." 

The 2nd stage brawler saint who had two epic rank gauntlets equipped announced his identity as well as the name of the pirate readers… raiders. 

"For some reason… I do not like those two names in a single sentence." spoke Dante and gave a deathly stare. 

[Who is this guy…] wondered Stephen but just then… 

[Dammit! He has a legendary rank armor and weapon. Who the hell did we mess with?!] he quickly asked himself. 

Legendary rank armors and weapons were extremely rare even among the Imperial clan of the empire. But Dante using them during the battle meant he was someone with deep background and high standing. 

Well… that was nothing but a deduction made by the pirate group leader. 

"You killed my men and damaged my ships… there's no way you're living out of here alive!" clamored Stephen in rage. 

To his declaration… Dante replied only with a smirk. 

"Let's dance." 

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30 Minutes Later. 

The scene of the battlefield had completely changed. 

Almost all of the battlefield was charred and filled with smoke, many ships and both warships were destroyed beyond recognition. 

Slash! 

Snip! 

One of the aura giantsword slashed a group of 5 in half instantly, spreading their entrails and half-torn bodies on the floor of a ship. 

Similar scenarios occurred where Jugram's giantswords were cutting the pirates in half, chopping them vertically from the head and having their brain-matter splattered on the floor. 

Some Demi-Humans had their fur burnt first till they were roasted alive due to the scorching hellfire while many magic class fighters had their barriers and skills broken into smithereens, killing them effortlessly. 

Their cries for mercy resounded loudly to the point that even the people inside the protective barrier made by Loki could hear their agonizing screams.

At this point, all their weapons and armors were melted into liquid form and as for their leader… 

"Blergh!!" 

Stephen retched a chunk of blood as his lower half and little friend was turned into squashed tomato under Jugram's foot. 

And finally… All the Panda Raiders were brutally massacred.

Thanks to his own abilities, Jugram was now comparable to a 3rd stage saint after killing more than 2 thousand pirates and because of Hell Domain and Wrath of Vajra being in effect, his enemy was no different than a 1st stage saint in front of him. 

Jugram had shattered his leg bones, both of his arms and then pulled his gauntlets out of his hands. 

"Man… I fucking hate pirates." said Jugram in a ghastly tone as he revealed his peak bloodlust. 

He turned over the wailing Stephen who was screaming in agonizing pain and begging for mercy… 

"Arrgggghhhh!!!" 

A terrifying scream echoed, sending shivers to everyone who heard it as Jugram shoved that gauntlet inside Stephen's ass. 

This time… the pain was so unbearable that Stephen fainted on the spot. 

"Tch! So weak. He couldn't even last for 3 minutes." said Jugram in a disappointed tone. 

Step! 

The following moment, Jugram stomped on Stephen's head and crushed it to paste, coloring the ground red as the brain matter spread like crushed watermelon. 

"Alright… let's do the thing." he said and started using his saint pressure to gather all the bodies. 

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5 minutes later… Loki removed the protective barrier around the envoy. 

But as soon as he did so… all 3 Qebika clients along with the members of the Misthios guild were shocked to their core. 

A burning black battlefield with charred trees and white smoke was revealed to everyone. 

And in the center of this destroyed area… there was a black throne mended out of burnt bodies, bones and ashes. 

A man with crimson red hair was seated on it like a king. 

At his moment… Everyone realized something. This wasn't a fair battle. 

But a Death Sentence.