Ruler's Awakening: Inheritor of the SSS-Rank Dimensional Talent

"And it starts with the 10th Night Liberators!" said Aaron.

Aerith narrowed her eyes as she continued to watch Aaron. The woman's heart was beating fast, feeling that there was an aura of hatred which was very thick on Aaron after Isabella's unexpected death.

She tried to grab Aaron's shoulders to calm him down, but it seemed that Aerith's words would not ease the anger rising in Aaron's heart.

'Because of that man's carelessness, all the Night Liberators in the Dark Pillar Tower had to suffer the consequences,' Aerith said, watching Mason's face, not frightened but smiling with a smug grin as if teasing Aaron for Isabella's death.

Aaron flew back into the sky with both hands spread to the right and left, palms clenched into fists with veins tightening on his neck, the impact of his burning wrath.

Andrew couldn't see clearly what was happening at the Night Liberators HQ, but he could hear faintly that Aaron was bent on destroying the group. Certainly, something bad had happened that ruined Aaron and Gunther's deal.

Gunther flew low and hit Mason hard, making the man's body bounce away and wince in pain. Several other members came to heal Mason's wounds.

"You're reckless, Mason! You have absolutely no idea the consequences the Night Liberators will receive with Aaron's anger!" snapped Gunther.

"I am loyal to the Night Liberators' principles and Luke's wishes. I will kill Aaron and all his men even if it costs my life!" declared Mason, speaking loudly.

"How dare you answer!"

"Now, it's not just the 10th Night Liberators who will suffer, but the entire group on every floor will be destroyed by him."

"The Night Liberators have been dealing with the wrong person."

Aaron was still focusing his eyes straight down. His eyes were red from holding back his tears for too long. No, Aaron must not publicly show his deep sadness over Isabella's death.

They only knew one thing about Aaron: Aaron was a ruthless and cruel man, and crying was not suitable for his current image.

"Do I need to help you, Aaron?" asked Aerith, sensing an aura of dense darkness on Aaron's body.

"No."

"You may return to the Dark Dimension," Aaron said.

Aaron's right hand shot up, trying to reach something in the air. Aerith gasped with sharpened eyes, thinking about what Aaron was trying to do.

The thunderous black clouds came back with more intensity and density, purple lightning striking powerfully in every corner of the city, destroying more buildings.

Andrew turned his head to the sky, his hands and feet shaking violently in panic, seeing the great power that would be used by Aaron.

"What is this power? It's so great that it covers the sky of an entire city," Silviana replied.

"This power, I've never seen it. This is more like God's judgment!" said Andrew.

"What should we do?" asked Silviana, worried.

"We evacuate our members out of the city. I'm afraid forming a barrier wall won't offer significant protection!"

"Alright."

Silviana left and called all the captains through voice commands on the message panel. The woman gave one decisive order according to what Andrew had told her.

[EMERGENCY ORDER!]

[All Sky Sword Members are required to evacuate outside the city!]

[EMERGENCY ORDER!]

[All Sky Sword Members are required to evacuate outside the city!]

Andrew received the information panel, which consisted of an order for immediate evacuation. Andrew still had to follow the emergency order, but his heart was stirred to see what happened next in this city, right after the appearance of the thunderous black clouds gathered above the city sky.

Aaron closed his eyes, focusing his subconscious on going to the place he hated, the Dark Azazel Palace. Aaron managed to project himself in the hall, a black hall with black chains filling the walls.

Right before him, Azazel was still sitting on his black throne with his arms, neck, and legs shackled. Four shackles had not been unshackled in total. Aaron had come to the place to obtain greater power.

Azazel opened his eyes gently, his dark eyes with a speck of red pupils staring clearly ahead, encountering Aaron's desperate-looking figure.

The dark entity smiled from ear to ear, sensing that Aaron had come to help him remove the shackles on his right hand. Azazel immediately stuck out his hand to be freed by Aaron.

"Come closer and release these shackles. I will help you destroy your enemies."

Aaron didn't respond with gestures or words. He stepped on the floor flooded with pitch-black water, not getting his feet wet.

The man took more and more steps towards Azazel, with the image of Isabella's death continuously drawn in his head.

"Losing friends, losing lovers, or losing family is unacceptable to you. Those who take away your happiness are worth dying for!" said Azazel.

"They deserve to die," said Aaron.

"That's right. Be a good man and remove these shackles from my hands."

The man ended up standing right before Azazel, his eyes focused on his right hand, which was stretched out towards him. The chain shackles bound Azazel's wrists, easy enough for Aaron to do so —hard for Azazel to remove it.

Azazel smiled as Aaron stretched his hand out, removing the shackle from his hand. In the end, the power in both his hands was unlocked and no longer confined. Azazel could feel the power of darkness starting to enter his body through his right hand.

"Thank you, Aaron."

"Then what power will I get?" asked Aaron, firmly.

"You'll see."

Aaron opened his eyes firmly, he shouted loudly with his head up to the sky. A black-colored pillar of darkness power appeared on Aaron's body, shooting high into the sky right in the center of the thunderous swirl of black clouds.

The appearance of the black pillar of darkness startled many people, sending a powerful wave of magic throughout the area that shocked Aerith enough. Aerith narrowed her eyes and frowned. She sensed Aaron was using the power of Dark Azazel.

"This is bad. He's already unlocked two of the five stages of Dark Azazel's power!" said Aerith.

THUMP!

The powerful blast of dark magic energy could destroy the surrounding buildings; almost all of them collapsed and flattened to the ground —just like the Night Liberators' HQ.

Gunther stretched his hand forth, retrieving his legendary spear to resist the waves of Aaron's magic fluctuations.

The extremely powerful magic pressure caused Gunther's iron spear to be broken into two pieces, shocking the middle-aged man to the point that he had to fly away from the place, along with the remaining members of the Night Liberators.

Sokia felt Aaron's intense dark energy, precisely after she saw the pillar of darkness towering through the roof of the sky. She changed her body shape into a dragon and carried Liel in her arms away from that place.

Aerith took Isabella's body and returned to the Dark Dimension. She had to admit that Dark Azazel's power was stronger than her. The magic wave could hurt her if she didn't return to the Dark Dimension as soon as possible.

Andrew walked away after feeling the magic boom was enough to wound his magic circuits. With Aaron's current strength, it was impossible for him and the people to prevent the city's destruction. Explore stories on My Virtual Library Empire

Both of Aaron's eyes turned black with purple pupils, magic armor appeared and formed on both of Aaron's hands in black, the impact of Dark Azazel's power.

His left hand tightly grasped the spear bearing the Dark Azazel flag, while the five fingers of Aaron's right hand were seen wearing five different rings, each ring having its own power.

Gunther's breath caught in his throat, clutching his chest, which felt tight and stiff to breathe properly. He saw the 10th Night Liberators had been destroyed, many members dead and unrescued. Gunther hadn't expected Aaron to completely eliminate the 10th Night Liberators with such a blow.

"I can't die miserably here! They won't forgive me if that happens!" declared Gunther.

Nevertheless, Gunther had a duty to protect the 10th Night Liberators from destruction. The middle-aged man would use all his remaining strength to hold Aaron back until he could convince the man again of his plan.

Great Elder realized the situation was getting worse. Aaron's dark power could potentially destroy the city, which would significantly impact the cathedral. He left the meeting hall to work with Gunther to withstand Aaron's great power.

"All Knight Templars!"

"Listen to my words!" insisted the Great Elder.

"Defend the city from destruction! Protect the people and the cathedral, and defeat the demon Aaron!" said the Great Elder, obeyed by the group of Knight Templars.

The cathedral servants nodded, fully understanding what their leader was saying. 130 Knight Templars appeared behind Gunther, clad in white magic armor with a cross on their helmet —just like the Templars on Earth.

The Great Elder arrived beside Gunther. Before casting protective magic, he scolded Gunther and the Night Liberators for their deeds. The city's destruction could have been avoided if they had not killed Isabella.

"There's no point in blaming anyone. It's time we unite to withstand that man's demonic power!" said Gunther.

"After everything is done, I'll take care of this matter with you, Gunther!" said the Great Elder.

Aaron looked gently below, seeing reinforcements from the Cathedral about to help protect the Night Liberators. Aaron smiled widely and laughed, noticing how weak the Night Liberators were until they had to hide under the Great Elder's cloak.

"Pathetic! How pathetic!" mocked Aaron.

Aaron's voice echoed until all of them heard it. Great Elder asked Aaron to settle and solve all problems with non-violent discussion. Still, Aaron said blood must be avenged with blood.

"People who help Night Liberators should die!"