Unrivaled in another world-Chapter 196: Disastrous Situation

[: 3rd POV :]

"Warned me?" Daniel chuckled, tilting his head slightly as if he had just heard a bad joke at a tavern.

"That's funny."

The Conquerors' combined pressure surged, divine laws screaming as they pressed down upon him.

Daniel didn't even blink.

"You know," he continued casually, glancing around at the fractured sky, "you all make very dramatic entrances"

*Gates the size of cities, choirs, storms, collapsing stars… and yet the best line you could come up with is 'we warned you:?"

Solara-Vex's eyes flared like unstable supernovae.

"Mockery will not save you, insect."

"Insect?" Daniel repeated, tapping his chin.

"Huh. I don't even know how many times that word had been used today"

"I'm starting to think that's the only insult in your collective vocabulary."

Zarvath snarled, black cosmic fire leaking from between his teeth.

"You stand before beings who erase galaxies. Your sarcasm is meaningless."

Daniel looked at him, then at the others.

"And yet," he said mildly, "you're all still standing there… talking and babbling with nothing but nonsense"

Thorgar Stormbrand slammed his hammer against the air, thunder detonating.

"One word more and I will—"

"Kill me?" Daniel cut in, smiling. "Let me guess. With overwhelming power. That's quite shocking."

Astraeus Murmuris narrowed his many-starred eyes.

"This confidence… it borders on delusion."

Daniel laughed softly.

"No. Delusion is thinking ten oversized egos with borrowed authority get to decide the fate of my world."

Seraphiel Auroraheart's voice rang with offended radiance.

"You dare claim ownership over this realm?"

Daniel's smile vanished for a heartbeat.

"Dare?" he asked quietly.

"No. It's not daring, but declaring"

The temperature dropped, not from cold, but from absence.

Nyxthalos hissed uneasily.

"He doesn't fear us…"

Elyndra forced a smile.

"How quaint. A mortal pretending to be a god."

Daniel looked at her.

"Oh, don't flatter yourselves," he said. "If I were pretending… you'd already be gone."

Mor'Kairon's crown pulsed ominously.

"You were warned, mortal. There will be no second chance."

Daniel shrugged, hands still in his pockets.

"Good," he replied. "I hate repeats."

He took a single step forward.

The heavens screamed.

"And just so we're clear," Daniel added, eyes glowing faintly, "you didn't warn me."

He looked at all ten Conquerors and smiled.

"It was I who have warned you..." Daniel declared.

"Hmpf! Such big words coming from a mortal!x

Zarvath the Eater of Planets sneered, obsidian wings snapping outward as space folded around his massive frame.

In the same instant, his presence vanished, as if reality itself had blinked.

One heartbeat, he was before Daniel.

The next second, he was behind him yet Daniel didn't turn.

Zarvath's maw split open unnaturally wide, rows of draconic fangs glowing with abyssal sigils as black energy condensed, swirling into a vortex of annihilation.

Hell-black flames ignited within his throat—flames imbued with Law of Black Flames, Hellfire Authority, and the right to erase worlds granted by his Sovereign.

"Disappear."

The breath attack detonated.

**BOOM.**

A beam of condensed black flame tore through space itself, swallowing Daniel whole.

The sky ruptured.

The air screamed.

Entire layers of atmosphere were erased in an instant, leaving behind a scorched vacuum that devoured sound and light alike.

The lesser invaders recoiled in terror.

Even some of the Conquerors narrowed their eyes, certain that no mortal, no matter how abnormal, could survive a direct hit from Zarvath's breath.

But then...the flames stopped.

Not dispersed.

Not negated.

They were rejected.

The black inferno buckled, twisted, and violently reversed direction, as if it had struck an immovable wall of existence itself.

The breath collapsed inward and rebounded, slamming straight back into Zarvath.

"What?!"

The explosion detonated point-blank against his chest, hurling the Black Dragon Conqueror backward through the sky.

His body cracked, divine scales splintering as he spun violently, coughing black smoke.

[: Cataclysmic Repulsion :]

Daniel stood exactly where he had been and he was uscathed.

Not even his clothes were disturbed.

Zarvath stabilized himself midair, wings flaring as disbelief twisted his draconic features.

"My… attack was repelled?"

For the first time since his ascension to Conquerorhood, Zarvath's voice trembled.

"That's impossible!"

Rage replaced shock.

Snarling, he lunged forward again, abandoning distance altogether.

Divine flames erupted around his arm, compressing into his clenched fist, Black Flames of Authority, layered with Hellfire Law, power dense enough to split tectonic plates like paper.

Space fractured around the punch.

"This… is it…!"

He swung.

A strike meant to crack planets.

A blow meant to erase continents.

And the moment Daniel moved, he simply reached out and caught it.

Palm to fist, like accepting a casual high five.

The impact sent a silent shockwave rippling outward, flattening clouds across continents… but Daniel didn't budge, not even an inch.

And that caused Zarvath to freeze.

"…What?"

His mind stalled.

His instincts screamed.

This wasn't resistance.

This wasn't defense.

This was containment.

"There's no way…" Zarvath whispered.

"No being at my level, no existence can catch my strike barehanded!"

Daniel looked at their locked hands, then back up at him, unimpressed.

"Why?" Daniel asked calmly.

"Surprised that a mortal you mocked so confidently could stop your fist?"

A faint smile curved his lips.

"Oh please. What were you expecting?"

Daniel twisted his wrist.

Bone snapped.

"A—ACK!!"

Zarvath roared, trying to yank his arm free, but Daniel's grip didn't loosen.

It was like being caught in the grasp of a collapsing star.

"Release me, you mortal!" Zarvath screamed, agony flooding his voice.

Daniel tilted his head.

"Sure."

He tightened his grip.

Then ripped.

Flesh tore apart with a wet, nauseating sound. Divine blood sprayed across the sky like burning oil.

Bones shattered as the arm was torn free entirely, severed at the shoulder in a brutal display of raw, merciless strength.

Zarvath howled.

A scream of pain echoed across the battlefield, raw, primal, and utterly humiliating.

His arm fell, still burning with black flames, tumbling into the void below.

"YOU! YOU DAMN MORTAL!" Zarvath shrieked, clutching his mangled shoulder.

"I'LL RIP YOU INTO SHREDS!"

"Zarvath!"

The other Conquerors finally moved.

Up until now, they had watched as they observed.

In thousands, no, millions of years, none of them had ever seen a fellow Conqueror injured so casually.

Much less mutilated.

This wasn't arrogance anymore.

This was wrong.

Terribly wrong.

Without another word, the remaining Conquerors surged forward together, their combined killing intent collapsing space itself as they launched their attacks toward Daniel, for the first time realizing that this was not an execution.

This was a execution they were unprepared for.

"ERASE HIM!" Serion roared, six wings snapping outward as divine judgment ignited.

Blazing sigils formed behind him, compressing into a pillar of annihilating light.

"Sanctum Verdict: Final Dawnfall!"

A column of black-gold radiance descended, carrying the combined laws of purification, judgment, and extinction, power meant to scour entire civilizations from history.

At the same time, Solara-Vex raised her hand, galaxies collapsing into a singularity at her palm.

"Imperial Collapse: Stellar Dominion Override!"

A superdense star-core projectile screamed forward, warping spacetime into spirals.

Thorgar Stormbrand slammed his hammer down, lightning screaming across dimensions.

"Worldrend Cataclysm: Stormforge Execration!"

Thunder the size of mountain ranges detonated outward, layered with molten lightning and divine wrath.

Garruk Ironbound planted both feet, his body unfolding into a siege engine of adamantine runes.

"Colossus Protocol: Planetbreaker March!"

A wave of crushing force rolled forward, gravity multiplied a thousandfold.

Nyxthalos dissolved into shadow-water, his voice echoing from nowhere and everywhere.

"Abyssal Tide: Drowning Eclipse Eternal"

Mor'Kairon lifted his skeletal hand, dying worlds orbiting his crown.

"Apocalypse Mandate: Final Silence of Life"

Even Astraeus Murmuris spoke, constellations burning across his robes.

"Prophecy Severance: Fate Unwritten"

Seven attacks and seven converging ends.

They struck Daniel at once.

The world screamed.

Reality buckled inward as if collapsing into a point of inevitable annihilation.

And yet...Daniel didn't move.

He raised a single hand.

Auras bloomed around him, twisting into impossible geometry.

[: Anomaly Manifestation :]

The attacks hit and then they divided.

The pillar of judgment fractured into thousands of lesser vectors, each one halved, then halved again.

The stellar singularity unraveled into harmless stardust.

The storm collapsed into static.

Gravity dispersed into nothing.

Shadow evaporated.

Fate unraveled.

Life-ending authority disintegrated into silence.

The damage kept dividing.

And dividing and dividing until, it became Zero.

Not nullified.

Not blocked.

It was Reduced to nonexistence.

The battlefield fell silent.

The Conquerors stared.

"…What," Solara-Vex whispered, her starfield flickering violently.

"That wasn't resistance," Astraeus murmured, voice shaking.

"He didn't counter us."

"He…redefined the result."

Daniel lowered his hand.

"Thanks for the demonstration," he said calmly.

"That saved me the trouble of testing it myself."

Rage exploded.

"DON'T STOP!" Garruk bellowed.

"ATTACK UNTIL HE BREAKS!"

They surged again, faster, more vicious, abandoning coordination for sheer overwhelming force.

But Daniel vanished.

[: Void Step :]

The space around him folded.

He disappeared from all perception, space and time.

Seraphiel's spear pierced empty air.

Thorgar's hammer shattered nothing.

Mor'Kairon's deathwave erased absence.

Then, Daniel reappeared behind Solara-Vex.

He tapped the air.

[: Void Chain Reversal :]

Invisible chains of void snapped outward, latching onto positions, not bodies and space inverted.

In the next instant, Solara-Vex found herself exactly where Daniel had been.

Her eyes widened.

"Wait—!"

Thorgar's storm hammer descended.

**BOOM.**

It struck Solara-Vex directly, lightning tearing through her stellar armor as she screamed, body hurled across dimensions.

"What have you done?!" Thorgar roared.

Daniel's voice echoed calmly.

"I swapped coordinates."

He vanished again.

[: Void Step :]

Nyxthalos lunged, only to feel reality twist.

[: Void Chain Reversal :]

Nyxthalos and Garruk exchanged positions mid-attack.

Garruk's Planetbreaker March slammed into Nyxthalos at point-blank range.

Shadow-water exploded, screaming as the Tide of Shadows Conqueror was crushed under adamantine force.

"IMPOSSIBLE!" Nyxthalos shrieked.

Daniel reappeared above them.

"You all really should stop attacking in straight lines," he remarked.

Astraeus attempted to retreat, but it was too late.

[: Void Chain Reversal :]

Astraeus vanished and Mor'Kairon took his place.

A prophecy-severing strike meant for Daniel slammed directly into the Apocalyptic Conqueror.

Mor'Kairon's crown shattered, fragments of dying worlds scattering as he roared in fury.

"YOU TURN OUR POWER AGAINST US?!" Serion thundered.

Daniel smiled faintly.

"No," he corrected.

"I let you do it yourselves."

He stepped forward.

Every Conqueror hesitated.

For the first time since their creation—

They felt fear.

Not of death.

But of irrelevance.

And Daniel looked at them like a bored executioner watching condemned gods exhaust themselves.

"Come on," he said softly.

"You were sent here to conquer."

"So conquer."

The void around him pulsed with hunger.

And the Conquerors realized too late.

They were no longer hunting an anomaly.

They were trapped inside it.