Damon founds his hands filled as he battled the various waves of ferocious, hungry monsters. Even just being touched by the monsters, Damon could feel his skin freezing or igniting in terrifying flames. Worst yet, this Domain imposed a massive restriction on Damon's normal power levels and mana capacity, forcing him to be as efficient as possible during battle, lest he run out of mana and be left as a little lamb for slaughter.
Damon tapped into his elemental manipulation capabilities, and used the Nature, Light and various Illusions to combat the various attacking enemies. Damon shifted between illusions like a truly incredible trickster, cutting down enemies one after the other before they could even register what was happening.
"Come, My Shadows!" Damon said, his voice deep and unnerving as he was in supreme focus, not shifting his attention from the ongoing battle even a little bit. Unfortunately, Freya was still recovering from the battle with Jormungandr, and would not be of much help currently.
"Wrath Of Gaia!" Damon said, and a green glow swept through the entire battlefield. The green glow wrapped around all of the attacking enemies, making them feel weakened, their power reducing and the damage they're taken increasing. Meanwhile, their natural regenerative capabilities were cut off, making them bleed more and more.
Damon's Shadow Soldiers took this opportunity to wage heavy injuries onto the enemies, especially Kaldr. When Kaldr was alive, he was an Elemental Fenrir, a monster much MUCH higher up the food chain than all of Damon's enemies due to his lineage. Thus, even in Shadow Form, Kaldr's intimidating presence couldn't be hidden, and he pounced on his enemies with great ferocity, ripping them to absolute shredds.
Similarly, Varus, the God-Devouring Serpent Damon had killed and ressurected, also was massacring his attacking enemies. With every breath Varus released, terrifying purple poison shot out and flooded the enemies, killing or weakening them. Simultaneously, every move of Varus' gigantic body created earthquakes in the battlefield, sending some of the frost enemies in between the cracks on the floor, tumbling into the tyrannical lava to be burnt to a crisp.
"Blood Moon SoulReaper!" Damon said, his eyes turning blood red as a red beam shot out of them, piercing the tyrannical crimson red flames that basked the entire skies.
As the blood red beam pierced the sky, the sky suddenly changed. From a tyrannical sky filled with crimson red deadly flames, the entire sky chained to a pitch black colour, with a blood moon hanging in the sky, unleashing a vague aura that sent the scent of dead and eternity to everyone who saw the Blood Moon.
Suddenly, the Blood Moon, along with the pitch black sky, cracked like glass, and turned into terrifying blood red sythes that flung down from the skies, fiercly attacking all of Damon's enemies.
Strangely enough, every time the terrifying blood red sythes sliced into an enemy, no physical wounds would appear. No blood, no gashes, yet all of the enemies would fall over, their physical bodies completely intact, yet they were completely dead.
Damon's breath hitched as he watched his enemies dropping like flies confusingly. The spell he casted, [ Blood-Moon SoulReaper! ], was a spell specifically thought to him by his mother, and it was a Spell of the SOUL element.
The Soul element is incredibly intertwined with Spirit Power, and only persons who awaken a Saint Talent or above Spirit Power have access to the exceptional power of the Soul Elemental. The spell Damon casted was a Soul spell that completely executed the Souls of the enemies that were touched by the Blood-Moon sythes, making it incredibly powerful.
However, even with this incredibly powerful attack, the battle raged on. This time, multiple Flame and Frost Wyverns attacked Damon from the skies, determined to execute him and eat him for dinner.
"Flames of Hades!" Roared Damon as blue flames wrapped BloodReaper in its Sythe Form. Damon unleashed himself and dashed through the area, the Hell Flames attacked both the Wyverns physical body and their Soul, giving them immense pain as Damon battled harshly.
"GRAOAARRRR!"
"GRAOAARRRR!"
"GRAOAARRRR!"
The angry and determined roars of the various enemies echoed throughout the area, and suddenly, Damon felt the surrounding area destabalizing.
"RETURN!" Damon shouted at his Shadow Soldiers, returning them to his Shadows. If they had all fallen into the lava, the amount of mana expended to regenerate them all would instantaneously deplete Damon's remaining mana reserves. Thus, it was much more efficient to return them all and battle alone.
The entire battlefield destabalized, and gravity shifted. The cracks in the ground exploded, and the very earth moved upwards. Broken stone that formely was on the lava giving Damon stepping ground now floated in the air, various monsters also floated in the air, continuing to ferociously attack Damon.
The entire surrounding area's gravity had been shifted, and now, Damon was stuck in an every changing battlefield due to the gravitational flux , yet still, ferocious pillars of lava shot up towards Damon from the lava filled ground, attacking him fiercly as he adapted to the gravity fluctuations, making him dodge in mid air while stabilizing his body.
The various Wyverns had a massive advantage, as they flew through the air with ferocious speed, seemingly completely adapted to the gravity as they swung their claws fiercly at Damon, while simulataneously releasing deadly blasts of Frost and Flame, hitting Damon.
"Ack~!" Damon coughed up blood, his abdomed continuously being frozen due to the Frost Wyverns attacks while his arms kept igniting in flames, sending small but harsh woulds across his body.
~SWOOSH~
A Flame Wyvern flew across at a speed greater than sound, trying to grip its claws onto Damon's head. At the last second, Damon dodged, and lept on top of the Wyvern, stabalizing his footing in the ever changing Gravity Flux. The floating stepping stones in the skies continuously fell down and flew back up again due to the gravity changes, while the pillars of flames shot deadly accurate shots towards Damon.
Damon affirmed his footing atop the Wyvern and shifted BloodReaper into a Short Curved Dagger, using it to pierce through the Wyvern's brain, killing it instantly and sending it floating throughout the Gravitic Flux.
Suddenly, Damon felt a massive, intense weight appearing on his body, pushing him downwards with an immense power. Damon knew the Gravity Power had condensed and was trying to force him downwards into the lava covered ground to his demise, yet Damon didn't budge.
Damon knew he had to kill every single enemy here to continue onwards, and he wasn't even close to giving up.
"Ashborn's Vigil!" Damon said, calling upon Ashborn, the Original Shadow Monarch's name as he casted a spell. This was a Spell Damon had inherited from Ashborn recently, and it was immensely powerful.
As Damon casted the spell, a concentrated blast of pure Shadow Monarch energy flashed out and crashed into Damon's nearest opponent. The energy was fierce and deadly, immediately devouring the opponents entire body and killing it. Then, the energy exploded, sending out deadly vigils that killing anything it touched upon impact.
It completely annihilated the majority of the remaining enemies, leaving only a couple more for Damon to dead with, all of whom were terrified after seeing and experiencing the tyrannical attacks of Damon.
"Διαστάσεων φυλακή!" Damon chanted and suddenly, the space shifted, a horrifying spacial energy warped the entire space and a Dimensional Prison appeared in Damon's hand, shaped like a Tesseract. Damon threw the Dimensional Prison towards his opponents and it smashed into them, immediately trapping all of the remaining enemies in the Dimensional Prison.
"Apocalyptic Annihilation!" Damon whispered, and a tiny flame appeared in the dimensional prison. A second passed quietly, and then, the flame burst into terrifying apocalytpic flames that completely devoured everything, all of the enemies trapped inside the Dimensional Prison were devoured, and then, even the Dimensional Prison itself was devoured. This apocalytpic flame burnt anything as long as Damon gave it enough power.
Damon floated in the air as he defeated his enemies, and suddenly, the entire room shifted as if a spell was cast. The terrifying, crimson red flames that covered the skies disappeared, and the lava covering the floor also disappeared, along with the Gravity Flux.
Damon landed on the now clear and safe ground, and took some time to recover himself. A door had appeared on the other side of the room, which was probably Damon's gate to the next floor or challenge of the Southern Obsidian Moon Domain.
While sitting and regaining his strength, Damon thought about the second reason he had came to this Domain in particular.
"Feyola Evergreen." Damon muttered, he still hadn't completely figured out what he would do to her before returning Feyola to her mother. Damon knew he couldn't let her go unscathed after the dumb and embarrassing stunt she had pulled, and was thinking about what punishments he should dish out on her.
However, Damon knew he couldn't kill or gravely injure her or anything of the sort, as it would be stupid to offend someone as powerful as the Elven Empress, especially with all the political implications.
Damon knew he had to punish Feyola without injuring her greatly, and he had a couple of ideas as to how. As he thought of this, Damon had realized he was fully healed and ready to go, and got up.
Damon walked to the door that had appeared and opened it, walking through the door.A spacial warp had occurred, and Damon was dropped off in a place he didn't know. Before Damon could properly acclimate to the current situation at hand and inspect his surroundings carefully, he had heard the sound of battle occuring nearby.
Damon cloaked himself using both Magic and his Spirit Power, and silently approached where th battle sounds were coming from. As Damon arrived nearby, he spotted three ( 3 ) persons. One of them, a boy around his age was engaged in a fierce battle whereas the other two, both females, were standing aside, gashes and wounds on their bodies as they healed themselves.
Damon had immediately recognized one of the women, a young Elven Girl who was the subject of his previous thoughts.
Feyola Evergreen!