As Azrael stood at the heart of the battlefield, a familiar chime echoed in his mind.
A translucent blue screen materialized before his eyes.
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[System Notification!]
New Mission: Defeat Earl Sherlock and Normon Astro
Objective: Win against the two enemy commanders.
Reward: +100 Stat Points, +10,000 System Points.
Failure: Death.
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Azrael's golden eyes flickered with amusement. The System really wants me to kill them.
His grip tightened around Necrilith.
That works for me.
With a single step forward, the final battle began.
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Clash of Titans
The battlefield trembled as three titans collided.
Azrael's dark coat whipped behind him as he lunged toward Sherlock, his sword glowing with abyssal energy.
Sherlock sneered, his crimson Aura flaring to life.
"You think you can take both of us at once?"
Azrael's response was a blade to the throat.
Sherlock barely dodged—
CLANG!
Their swords met in a blinding exchange of strikes, the force sending shockwaves across the battlefield.
Normon Astro moved without hesitation, his massive greatsword cleaving the air.
Azrael twisted at the last moment.
BOOM!
The impact left a crater where he had stood.
He barely regained his stance before Sherlock rushed in again.
Two-on-one.
It was brutal.
It was relentless.
And Azrael grinned.
"Not bad. But…" His golden eyes gleamed. "You're still too slow."
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The Power of Necrilith
Azrael's grip tightened on Necrilith. The abyssal engravings glowed.
A deep, unnatural hum filled the air.
Sherlock and Normon both felt it.
A pressure far worse than death itself.
The blade's effect activated—350% increased damage against demigods.
Azrael vanished.