Hyper-Dimensional Player

"Stay here."

Asas wore a contemptuous smile on his lips, squeezing the chest of the Zor Elf in his arms. He elegantly and arrogantly drew out an ornate Legendary Acid Burst Giant Sword, striking a defiant posture as he leisurely stepped into the battlefield.

Unfortunately, his father’s Void Mithril Full Plate Armor had been taken by those people.

Asas could only wear a half-body Mithril Armor, forged only after he scoured his family’s resources. Creating a full suit of Mithril armor was not something that could be accomplished in a short time.

So his elegance and composure were only half of that of the Dark Monarch, his stance only half as grand, and his style less than half.

But regardless of the shortcomings,

he was still the demon lord in the entire Bottomless Abyss that most resembled the Dark Monarch Glazest.

——Fear!

Asas entered the battlefield, and just a glance caused the High-tier Enchanting Mage ahead to shriek in terror and flee, having lost all courage to resist.

This was a beautiful Enchanting Mage whom he could kill in an instant but saw no need to, as she might be added to the Silver Palace in the future.

Marita, and the Enchanting Mages around her, were excellent. Asas intended to bring them all into the Silver Palace; everything his father had, he wanted as well, and more, because his ambition and desire were even stronger than Glazest’s.

Younger and with endless energy, his desires were boundless.

Boom!

The Legendary Acid Burst Giant Sword instantly struck down the head of a High-tier Soul Reaver Demon. After entering the battlefield, Asas spread an aura of fear causing all surrounding demons to shrink back in fright, even Legendary demons stepped back in horror.

——Command!

"Kill your comrade!"

Asas spoke slowly, and with just those words, the Enchanting Mage ahead instantly drew a dagger, stabbing and killing one akin to an Elder Warrior.

Besides driving others to suicide, his commands could control all mortal beings.

This was a will save near the mortal limit, with few able to resist. What he said became part of the law, forcing targets into submission.

The Dark Monarch Glazest, with the power of Command, could almost do anything.

——Intimidate!

——Death!

——Blasphemous Words!

The terrifying Power of Darkness erupted with Asas at the center. In an instant, the lower demons in his way exploded, their heads bursting, leaving behind only headless corpses, while the stronger demons around were paralyzed, unable to move.

This was the power of the Desecration Ceremony, which he had just mastered.

Asas seemed to stroll leisurely, ignoring the multitudes before him, with a cold smile reminiscent of seven-tenths of the former Glazest, slowly walking towards Trasia.

"Submit."

"My dear sister! I am the true Dark Monarch!"

"Submit to me and become a part of the Silver Palace."

"If I’m pleased."

"I might bestow you some power."

——Power of Darkness.

The Acid Burst Giant Sword in Asas’s hand transformed into a shadow, and with the laws of the Power of Darkness converging, his charm turned into an invisible deflective force field, blocking the enemy’s attacks. Then, using the power filled with desecration and corrosion, he performed an Evil Shadow Strike, killing yet another High-tier demon.

It was effortless.

The power granted by the Demigod Format was too overwhelming, even legendary demons were as easy to kill as slaughtering poultry.

——Powerful Curse Magic (cast at will).

——Blasphemous Words (cast at will).

——Greater Dispel Magic (cast at will).

——Dark Arrow.

——Dark Claws.

Asas alone crushed the thousands of demons before him, slicing through Trasia’s army like a blade, with enthusiastic Demon Guards launching a counterattack behind him.

Victory was within reach.

No one could withstand the power of the Dark Monarch!

Asas was even considering how to properly humiliate and tame his ’beloved’ sister after capturing Trasia.

He was magnanimous.

As long as they were willing to kneel at his feet, he would allow other Dark offspring to exist.

Not far off, Trasia’s face was ashen as she realized that Asas had inherited their father’s power through some ceremony, the laws of the Dark Monarch, and now she was far from being an opponent, while other demons dared not approach out of fear.

"Am I going to die here?" A decisive look flashed in Trasia’s eyes.

Submit?

Impossible.

Even if she were to fall in battle, she would never submit to Asas.

But just as she was about to go all out and intercept Asas, suddenly a terrifying flame storm rose, followed by an endless sea of fire spreading in all directions. Amidst the towering pillars of fire, a massive figure emerged, with terrifying demon horns and extraordinarily large demonic wings, like a mountain, striking with a casual swing. The Beheading Giant Sword sent Asas’s arrogant figure flying into the air.

Boom!

The entire battlefield seemed to pause, falling into a deadly silence.

Asas’s figure was thrown back hundreds of meters, spitting out a mouthful of blood as he hit the ground, looking up in disbelief at the figure ahead.

How could this be?

I was actually sent flying by an enemy.

"Kneel!"

Furious, Asas raised his hand and uttered a Command.

It had no effect.

The figure showed no hesitation, the massive demonic wings stirring a terrifying storm as it moved with incredible speed. The Beheading Giant Sword swung in a wide arc, and with a powerful force that resembled a mountain cleaving, it pinned Asas, who was scrambling to defend, directly to the ground, embedding him into the ground.