Awakening The Only SSS-Rank Class! Now Even Dragons Obey Me Chapter 711: Power Of A Primal ( Finale )

Varnos drew a sharp breath, gripping his spear once more as a lingering sense of bewilderment clouded his gaze.

He was absolutely certain that before Daniel had ventured to the Gulf, he possessed no such terrifying prowess. In fact, he was convinced that back then, he still held the capability to overcome the youth.

Previously, Daniel had merely stirred a subtle sense of caution within him, but now? He sensed absolutely nothing. No looming threat, no premonition of death, no trace of intimidation.

It felt as though Daniel had ascended to a plane of existence that Varnos could no longer fathom; it was as if they belonged to entirely different realms, and Varnos’s own senses were no longer capable of perceiving someone of Daniel’s stature.

What on earth had transpired during his absence? What trials had he faced, and what unimaginable opportunities had granted him such an overwhelming transformation?

Yet, Varnos felt no bitterness within his shock; in truth, he was delighted. The addition of another Awakened to their guild, whose capabilities rivaled that of those just beneath the National Rank elite, would cause their collective might to surge exponentially.

Daniel offered a serene smile, clenching and unclenching his fists as he sensed raw power coursing through his limbs. No techniques, no manifested laws, no borrowed energy—simply his own body, intellect, and spirit, all tempered and refined to a point of pure perfection.

"Right then, let us proceed to the subsequent trial."

He took a step forward, his movement possessing a strange, languid quality that seemed to dilate time itself. Varnos immediately dropped into a defensive stance.

Twirling his spear, he invoked his [Moonlight Veil].

A shroud of lunar luminescence enveloped him, forming a translucent yet impenetrable barrier designed to deflect or absorb any kinetic assault.

Daniel surged forward, driving his right fist toward Varnos’s chest. It was a remarkably simple strike, devoid of external energy, yet the velocity and force behind the blow were akin to a devastating explosion.

BOOM!

The shimmering curtain trembled, fractured, and then vanished into nothingness in a heartbeat.

"What...? My defense... shattered by a single blow?" Varnos scrambled backward. He wasn't entirely blindsided, given he had already gauged that Daniel’s strength bordered on the National Rank, yet experiencing the sheer reality of it was a far cry from mere estimation.

Daniel didn't falter. He initiated his next step.

This time, Varnos was quicker to react. "[Moonlit Chains]!"

Silver shackles forged from lunar essence erupted from the earth, attempting to bind Daniel’s ankles and arrest his momentum.

One, two, three... ten... a hundred... thousands... tens of thousands of chains materialized, each steeped in the power of the moon and sturdy enough to restrain an S-Rank Awakened.

They could even hold a National Rank powerhouse for a brief moment, a technique he often used to secure himself some breathing room.

Though the chains were formidable enough to stop top-tier fighters, Daniel simply flicked his wrist with effortless grace. As his leg muscles coiled, the chains splintered like fragile glass, dissolving into crystalline dust.

Varnos retreated, cold sweat beading on his neck, his countenance etched with pure disbelief.

Abandoning all hesitation, Varnos activated his next trump card. "[Crescent Sanctuary]!"

Crescent moons revolved around him in layers, forming a rotating barricade of energy blades that would shred anything audacious enough to approach.

Daniel grinned, drawing his left fist back before thrusting it forward with his full might. The impact landed squarely in the center of the spinning blades.

CRACK!

The crescents detonated simultaneously, erupting like glass struck by a heavy hammer. Hundreds of thousands of fragments combusted, releasing a violent shockwave.

Varnos felt a monstrous pressure slam into his chest, forcing him to stumble back several paces. His spear vibrated rhythmically in his grip, and his breath hitched in his throat.

The disconcerting part wasn't merely the breach of his outer defenses; it was that Daniel had achieved this with one bare-knuckle punch, lacking any weapon, technical skill, or law.

Varnos realized he had run out of options. Invoking his domain was arguably overkill, but should he refrain, certain defeat was imminent.

"Domain Expansion: [Eternal Night of the Blood Moon]!"

The atmosphere turned ominous and dark. Suddenly, the training grounds were submerged in the sanguine glow of a blood moon.

Shadows began to animate, the very earth rippled much like the surface of a disturbed lake, and the lunar energy thickened until it became a struggle to draw a breath.

Every action Varnos performed doubled in intensity; he moved a tenfold faster and with tenfold power. His spear struck like a bolt of lightning, each blow capable of cleaving a mountain in twain.

"Now then... pray tell if you can endure this!"

Varnos assaulted him with blinding speed, whipping his twin-bladed spear around to unleash a cascade of crescent slashes at Daniel.

Daniel remained standing, unmoving, parrying blow after blow with nothing but his raw physical constitution.

Every impact against his domain sent shockwaves rippling outward, like stones tossed into a tranquil pond.

Yet, those ripples expanded in size until the domain itself began to shudder. Varnos felt a crack manifest deep within his core.

Daniel took another deliberate step forward, unleashing his next strike with every ounce of his vigor—not aimed at Varnos, but directly at the heart of the domain itself.

CRACK... CRUNCH... BOOM!

The domain disintegrated like an immense pane of glass. The crimson light faded, the shadows withdrew, and the landscape reverted to the warmth of the daylight.

Varnos slumped onto one knee, his spear clattering to the ground as he struggled to catch his breath.

"My domain... shattered... with just... a single punch?"

He looked up to find Daniel standing above him, completely unscathed, a faint smile gracing his features.

"A productive test. Now I know that my body, mind, and spirit are significantly more potent than I had assumed," Daniel murmured to himself.

The growth in his power was well beyond his initial expectations. He was now confident that even those at the National Rank might no longer be his equal, though he remained uncertain regarding the Heavenly Kings.

"You truly are a monster, Daniel. A genuine nightmare," Varnos chuckled, exhaling a heavy breath as he rose and retrieved his spear.

"However, you’ve left me with no other choice."

Summoning his final reserves, the whites of his eyes flickered as he unleashed his most devastating technique.

"[Apocalypse of the New Moon – Final Eclipse]!"

An immense shroud of absolute darkness, the void of the new moon, descended to engulf the entire training arena. A colossal pillar composed of black and silver energy plummeted from the heavens, directed straight at Daniel.

Such a strike was capable of reducing an entire city to rubble. Varnos was certain that, this time, victory was assured.

Yet, as the haze finally settled...

Daniel stood exactly where he had been. Unharmed, save for his tattered garments. He brushed off his shoulders nonchalantly and let out a calm, self-assured laugh.

"That was spectacular. Truly breathtaking. But... I believe we have concluded our business here."

Varnos retreated to the ground, spent, yet a genuine smile played on his lips.

"You emerged victorious, kid. Undoubtedly so. I have no more doubts now... you have left me far behind."

Daniel offered a hand, helping Varnos back to his feet.

"I appreciate you taking this seriously. I couldn't have properly measured myself without your help."

"Any time you wish to test your limits again... just name the day. But next time... perhaps I should commit myself to more rigorous training." Varnos gripped Daniel’s hand firmly.

He remained conflicted, unsure whether to rejoice at having such a prodigious monster on their side or to despair that a nineteen-year-old was already leagues beyond him.

"Before we depart, I have a curiosity to satisfy," Daniel remarked suddenly.