God's Slave: Reincarnated Into an Academy of Heavenly Descendants

"Tch," A disgruntled expression appeared on Quinn's face as he tore himself out of the wall and stared at Nolan, who was also just emerging from it.

For the second time now, his face had been smacked by Nolan, and he wasn't finding it entertaining any longer.

The little prey which he ought to absolute dominate and make him beg had smashed his face in twice.

Perhaps, it was time to stop the rubbish and just finish this already in one strike.

Who knows what could happen if he delayed even more?

"Hecate Descent Skills!" Quinn suddenly called out, as Nolan's eyes flashed and his grip on the dagger tightened.

The battle was now moving beyond the boundary of physicality and entering the Descent skills stage.

With narrowed eyes, Nolan watched as Quinn slowly stretched his claws toward him.

A blood aura began gathering over the palm of Quinn's hand, tendrils of blood pulsating from his fingertips and coalescing at the center of his palm.

"Red Sun Annihilation!" Quinn called out, and in the next instant, the gathered red ball of energy faded away from his palms.

Nolan's eyes widened in horror as the space along the path of the ball began to ripple strangely. Thick veins coated his face in an instant.

ROOOOAAAR!

A powerful roar undulated forth from Nolan's lips as he slashed out with his dagger toward the red ball.

BAAAAAAAANGGG

His arms bulged with incredible veins as the red ball smashed into the edge of his dagher and was repeatedly pushed back, craving gorges on the ground until his back finally slamming against the wall.

BURST!

Nolan's hand veins burst from the strain, and he felt intense pain in his arms, which shook uncontrollably from the power behind the attack.

It was as if a mountain had been thrown toward his chest, and it wouldn't stop until it tore through his heart.

His hands bulged with even thicker veins, small red veins squirming in his eyes, and his teeth ground together as he tried to block the attack.

But it only pressed his hand backward until it began moving slowly toward his chest.

Only one thing awaited him if it reached his heart, and that was death!

"FUCK OFF!!!" A roar of anger blasted out of Nolan's mouth as rage flared through his heart.

He slashed forth with incredible speed, tearing straight through the red ball. Its two halves slammed onto the wall behind him, causing it to be instantly blown to nothing.

"What the hell!" Quinn's eyes flashed in shock as he watched his ability get ripped in two, but he wasn't given much time to think about it as Nolan faded away from where he stood.

Raising his head, Quinn sighted the hulking form of Nolan, who hunched back and then...

DIIIIIIIEEEEE!

RRIIIIIIIIP!

The air was instantly ripped apart as Nolan's figure violently tore through the world with speed, his dagger, inching toward Quinn's head, while being wreathed in an intense amount of flames.

"Erebus Descent Skills!" Quinn called out as the dagger appeared an inch from his face.

The ground underneath Nolan caved in as he crashed down, carving another meter-deep hole.

However, an irritated expression laid on his face as he rose upright again and looked around.

At the last second, Nolan noticed Quinn had quickly faded away, and his dagger met with nothing in the end.

Looking around him, Nolan noticed strange shadows suddenly covering the entire ground.

He saw the corpse of the cultists that he had killed began turnning into shadows and then they collapsed, becoming shadows that completely covered everything.

Nolan was shocked when he felt himself getting blinded, and soon, he couldn't see anything.

His eyes were useless in this intense darkness, though they were wide open to their absolute limit.

Even the scent of blood that filled the entire air faded away from his sight.

All he could feel were the chains wrapped around his arms and the dagger within his palm.

Then he heard the sound of shadows weaving through the world. Something was happening, an intense dreadful change, all around him and Nolan's heart slowly began skyrocketing.

"Lost Shadow Domain..." The voice sounded far away, yet it seemed to be close by.

After intensely listening, Nolan discovered it was resonating from every direction.

"I'm blinded..." Nolan mused to himself, but his mind was making intense calculations.

'The first ability he showed was his strange form. His hand morphed into a claw, and he grew a single wing, which helped him float and gave him incredible speed.'

'The second ability was that ball of red that I was able to cleave through.'

'This should be his third ability, a strange domain that renders almost all of my senses useless...'

Nolan analyzed with incredible precision.

"If what Wiro and Instructor Tianmt said was correct, he should only have one more ability kept within his sleeve that he has yet to show."

"I can still kill him!" Nolan mused coldly.

Instead of running around in the darkness, he remained motionless and began spinning his chained dagger all around him, creating some sort of domain around himself.

"You're a fool if you think that can work on me. I can see you as clear as day, and you can't!"

"I will make sure to drain you of every last vestige of blood in your body and make sure that no one in existence ever remembers your god-forsaken name!"

The incredibly devilish voice, inhumane and daunting, boomed through the entire area.

BAAANG!

BAAANG!

BAAANG!

Nolan felt something strike into him, breaking his motion of revolving the dagger around him as he slammed onto the floor repeatedly before quickly coming to a stop, quickly rolling up.

In the next instant, he suddenly tried to move his head to the side but failed miserably.

A groan of pain escaped Nolan's lips as he raised his hand to his cheek, only to find himself touching his own teeth, with red blood raining down his hands.

His entire cheek had been cleaved off by something, and he couldn't even see it at all.

"Let Your Last Agony Begin, Nolan."