Daily Sign-in System: I Dominate the World One Step at a Time!-Chapter 62: Ultimate Sword Skill: Dracoblade Calamity—Sovereign Execution
Ignis didn’t want to wait for too long and advanced again. The soil beneath compressed under the heat, forming molten glass lines in her wake.
Lilith finally answered the pressure properly and started to become more serious as she awakened a second tail. Her flames intensified slightly, not in terms of flashy appearance, but denser.
She then vanished forward.
Ignis responded by bringing her blade up just in time.
Lilith’s claws collided with the Sunblood Armor, creating a sharp fracture line across Ignis’ waist.
Ignis smiled faintly and instantly responded by activating her (Emberheart Pulse) skill.
Her pulse accelerated. Her musculature responded instantly as the output increased, her overall strength increased by a noticeable margin.
Lilith prepared her next strike, but Ignis was already there.
Their next clash happened mid-movement. Each exchange carried lethal intent with minimal energy waste.
Finally, after a rapid sequence of six unreadable strikes and counters, both of them stopped.
Not because of fatigue or something else, but because they simultaneously reached a threshold where they had already probed each other’s strength clearly.
Ignis’ breathing was steady and Lilith’s tail flicked once behind her.
Ignis slowly raised her sword and looked at Lilith with a satisfied expression.
"I admit that you’re really as strong as I expected."
Before Lilith could respond, she continued. "However, before we move into the next stage, I’ll use my ultimate sword skill to see if you can block it because if you can’t, then there’s no point in continuing this anymore."
Lilith’s lips curved slightly, enough to be called a grin. "Sure, bring it on."
Ignis nodded and took a long breath before using her (Ultimate Sword Skill: Dracoblade Calamity — Sovereign Execution).
She lowered her stance, her center of gravity sinking as though the weight of her intent compressed the very space around her.
The shifting heat distorted the air, and the battlefield grew unnervingly still, only a suffocating pressure thick enough that even strong knights would struggle to breathe beneath it.
Lilith’s instincts sharpened. She felt something primal whispered that the coming attack was not merely meant to harm—it was meant to end the spar.
Ignis exhaled slowly, her breath glowing like molten metal. Then her hand tightened around the sword, and flame surged like a volcanic heart forced into a narrow chamber.
The blade blurred, the edges seemed to bend as if unable to contain the power flooding through it—until the sword existed only as a blinding line of condensed red-orange dragonfire.
And then Ignis moved.
She appeared in motion as her swing was already in progress the very instant her body shifted, as though space was forced to align with her will rather than the other way around.
The arc cut cleanly through existence itself, as the flame followed immediately. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
From the swing’s trajectory, fire erupted to form an enormous illusionary ancient dragon composed entirely of crimson-orange flame. Its jaw split open in a silent roar that shook the soul of anyone watching, its molten eyes blazing with undeniable dominance.
Lilith reacted with pure combat instinct rather than her thought. Her body tensed, her mana surged, and the flames around her condensed rapidly into a triple-layered strike.
Three claw arcs formed as one curved upward from her lower stance, one centered to intercept the heart of the attack, and one angled downward to catch the trailing force. Each slash compressed to the limit of her ability, every fraction of her awakened power poured into the technique.
Her arm whipped forward, and the three strikes collided with the incoming blazing dragon.
The impact did not sound like metal or flame.
It resonated a deep, low, like reality itself gave a strained groan under forces it was not meant to contain.
Pressure ruptured outward. The ground beneath them shattered in a long, spidering line that stretched far beyond the battlefield.
Magenta flame and crimson-orange dragonfire clashed not as elements, but as wills—one was refined and sharpened, the other was primordial and overwhelming.
For a brief moment, the attacks held each other in perfect balance. Then everything collapsed.
The illusionary dragon detonated with a soundless implosion before erupting outward into a cataclysmic burst of Imperial fire. Magenta flame broke under the force, scattering into dying embers. Heat washed over the terrain like a tidal surge, melting earth into glowing glass and sending shockwaves rolling across the barren plain.
The explosion finally released its voice a second later—
BOOOOOOM!!!
Lilith was hurled backward, boots carving deep trenches as she struggled to hold her footing. Sparks flicked from her clawed hands where the backlash tore into her defenses, and faint smoke rose from the scorch marks across her forearms and shoulder.
Ignis stood exactly where she had begun the strike.
The blade dimmed, returning to steel, though faint cracks of heat still laced its surface like veins of light trapped beneath forged metal.
Lilith steadied her breathing, blood warming her lip.
Ignis finally spoke, voice quiet but carrying the weight of certainty.
"Now the test is finished. With your current strength... even if you burn everything you have, there is no way you can defeat me, not even one percent."
Lilith’s expression froze, an angry expression could be seen on her face as she had never expected that even with her human form, she was this strong.
"...Continue."
Ignis gave a faint exhale, then nodded in acceptance.
"Very well."
Lilith didn’t wait as her fury ignited faster than her reason, and the magenta flames around her body surged, sharpening into something dense, oppressive. Her pupils elongated into bestial slits, and a violent pulse of demonic energy rippled outward as if the world itself recoiled from her transformation.
Her teeth lengthened into subtle fangs, her nails into curved talons that glowed with concentrated magenta-purple flame. Then two more tails unfurled behind her, each shimmering like a burning celestial banner.
Flame wrapped her body and became a beautiful armor. Magenta flames with streaks of deep violet curled across the surface, flickering silently like a star burning in a void.
Her voice, when she finally spoke, carried layered harmonics between human and demon overlapping.
"...Don’t underestimate me."
