Reincarnated with a lucky draw system

Chapter 221: DOMINANCE


Nether flames wreathed Aaron's hands, their violet-black tongues radiating a menacing aura that devoured the starlight, casting sinister shadows across the isolated void. The flames pulsed with a cold, destructive hunger, their eerie glow a testament to Aaron's nether warlock form, a power that warped the cosmos itself. "You see, big guy," Aaron taunted, his smile sharp and predatory, his crimson eyes gleaming with unyielding arrogance, "you're not the only one who can play dirty." With a burst of speed that tore through the void's fabric, he appeared before Havoc, his fist slamming into the titan's chest with apocalyptic force. The nether flames seared into Havoc's obsidian flesh, sending shockwaves rippling through the starlit expanse, stars flickering as if trembling in fear of Aaron's might.

Havoc hurtled backward, smashing into the shimmering wall of the isolated space, the impact sending tremors through the pocket dimension, its boundaries quaking like a cosmic storm. He groaned, rising to his feet in defiance, his red eyes blazing with unyielding fury, but Aaron sought utter domination, his resolve a blade of unshakeable will. With a time-step, he materialized before Havoc, his fist crashing downward onto the titan's head, the blow echoing like a supernova's roar. A roundhouse kick to Havoc's face followed, sending him flying, the void trembling as distant nebulae shimmered, the surreal spectacle of a titan humbled by a speck defying the cosmos itself.

Havoc smashed into the wall again, his massive form trembling, yet he rose, refusing to cower before Aaron. Knowing he couldn't match Aaron's speed, he relied on battle-honed instincts, twisting his colossal frame and swinging his arm backward, anticipating Aaron's strike from behind based on prior attacks. His destructive energy flared like a dying star, the void humming with the tension of his desperate gambit, his red eyes narrowing with calculated defiance as he sought to gain time on the attack.

"Don't overestimate your threat level to me," Aaron said, his face calm, his crimson eyes glinting with disdain, viewing Havoc as a mere plaything—a stagnant punching bag. "I'll never sneak behind your back throughout. Your face will be my only target, so good luck defending that." His voice was a cold vow, punctuated by a punch square to Havoc's cheek, the nether flames scorching his flesh, leaving a smoldering scar that pulsed with dark, malevolent energy.

The fourth time, the fifth, the sixth, the hundredth—every blow landed on the right side of Havoc's cheek, a relentless assault that left the titan reeling, his breath fading, his life force diminishing like a waning star. Havoc crashed into the wall once more, his massive form battered, his red eyes dimming with despair. "What did you do to me?" he asked weakly, barely able to gather any more strength, his stamina, strength, and mana nearly drained, his colossal frame trembling under the onslaught's crushing weight.

"The effect finally takes place," Aaron explained, his tone smug, his smile a blade of scorn. "I wanted you to suffer a bit more, to be fair, so I diluted the effect of the nether flames to the bare minimum. Well, after so many beatings, it's only normal you reach the last end of your life." The flames' insidious drain had sapped Havoc's essence, a slow poison crafted by Aaron's mastery, their violet-black glow pulsing with relentless hunger, the void darkening around them.

"You can't kill me," Havoc muttered weakly, barely audible, clinging to the hope of his lineage's vengeance. "They will come for you if you kill me."

"Finally," Aaron said, joy lighting his face, his arrogance unshaken. "I was beginning to wonder where I will be ending an ancestral line for killing just one arrogant prick." His words dripped with glee, his crimson eyes sparkling with petty delight, relishing the prospect of greater challenges.

Havoc stared speechlessly at Aaron's joyful face, wondering if he should continue threatening or accept the looming specter of death. Banking on his origin to dissuade Aaron, he spoke, "I'm a prince of the destruction titans, overlords of the Creen galaxy. That's the galaxy close to the current galaxy we are. I was sent here for a specific reason. Should anything happen to me, you will be facing titans far stronger than you can imagine. Then my father, a being with mythic rank. You won't even know how you die should he decide to target you." His initial fear morphed into arrogance and confidence, realizing he had the backing to ensure he lived, unaware he was bragging to Aaron Highborn, who thrived on defying greater foes.

"Color me impressed with your family line," Aaron said, his tone mocking, his smile unwavering as he created a throne of nether flames, its violet-black tongues licking the void, and sat, his posture casual yet commanding, completely invested in whatever Havoc was planning to share. "But you see, I don't really care. All I want is you dead. But you won't be lonely for long. Should and when your family come for me, I will send them to you one at a time." His voice was a promise of cosmic retribution, his eyes glinting with predatory intent.

"No! No! Don't you kill me! My parents won't let you live if you do!" Havoc screamed, shaking violently, his red eyes wide with terror, the void echoing his desperate plea.

Aaron ignored Havoc's words, placing his hands with nether flames on Havoc's face. "Maybe next time you learn to stay in your own galaxy where your family rules and avoid others' homes. Had you done that, you will very much be alive right now," he said, his voice cold as the nether flames consumed what was left of Havoc's soul, ending the titan's life in a blaze of dark energy. The void fell silent, Havoc's body crumbling to ash, the stars dimming as if in reverence to Aaron's power.

"You. How dare you kill the potential heir of our clan?" a booming voice erupted from Havoc's corpse, a projection appearing from a glowing mark on his chest, its crimson light pulsing with rage. The source of the projection was a towering figure, its presence a storm of destructive energy, its eyes burning with vengeful fire, the void trembling under its apocalyptic wrath.

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