Awakening The Only SSS-Rank Class! Now Even Dragons Obey Me Chapter 735: Law Of Endless

The battlefield's atmosphere hung thick and oppressive, yet far from the frenzy of the primary frontlines, a deathly quiet had settled—a hush that precedes the crash of titanic powers.

At the encirclement's heart stood Daniel, The Heavens Honor clutched in his grasp, unmistakably primed for battle.

Encircling him, the Fallen lurked amid the shadows like spectral phantoms, poised to strike, eager to slaughter.

Yet directly before him loomed a man.

Towering in stature, face etched with chill indifference, his aura warped and pulsed bizarrely, as though the very space encircling him teetered on collapse.

A twisted smirk curled upon his lips.

"An A rank...?" His tone dripped with derision.

"Has Everlight Moon sunk so low that they dispatched something like this?"

Daniel offered no reply. Words were wasted on the doomed. In truth, no matter the scene, peril evaded him entirely.

Should danger prick his senses, Fallen Step would whisk him away with ease. Yet necessity eluded him.

Having pressed this deep already, maximizing havoc upon the Goblin Guild proved wiser. Mere minutes prior, this fellow had detected him, rallying the Goblin Guild's entire rear guard to trap him alongside his Fallen.

But faced he danger?

Hardly.

Poison indeed lingered within, yet no array here sapped his bodily might.

The toxin hindered still, but his sheer physical prowess sufficed to pulverize such refuse.

"My name is Reoran... the one who has stepped into the boundary of infinity." Advancing a pace, mana erupted around the man.

"Remember this well and bear witness. The bastard who cowardly killed the successor of our guild leader will be punished by my hands."

"I didn’t expect you to recognize me." A smirk tugged Daniel's lips. He surmised his features had circulated through the Goblin Guild's Awakened ranks.

A bounty might even grace his head.

In that instant—

The Goblin Guild's remaining Awakened, auras radiating might, surged straight toward the Fallen.

Combat ignited without delay.

The Fallen retaliated instantly. Shadows fractured, steel gleamed through obscurity, splintering the clash into myriad skirmishes.

Daniel held firm, gaze riveted upon Reoran.

"You will die by my hands." Reoran's words cut like ice.

Then they lunged.

Earth ruptured beneath their feet, the gap between them vanishing in a blink.

Sword clashed against mana, unleashing a radiating shockwave.

Reoran grinned.

"Not bad..."

Abruptly, his hand rose.

[Infinite Layer]

Invisible mana barriers layered between them, each a distinct bulwark.

Daniel's sword slashed forth, yet faltered.

Not halted outright, merely decelerated.

"No matter how close you get... the distance will remain infinite."

Counterstrike followed.

[Endless Extension]

His arm elongated unnaturally, space erased betwixt; fist hammered Daniel's chest forthwith.

Impact.

Daniel's form hurled backward several meters, though he alighted steadily.

Silence.

"That’s it?" Daniel exhaled.

Disappointment shadowed his features. Truly, this fool's prowess underwhelmed.

Foe's strength mirrored Half-Step S-Rank. Unremarkable beside his own. One distinction elevated him, however.

The Law he pursued.

The Law of Endless.

Encountering such a Law's practitioner marked Daniel's debut. High hopes followed.

Yet hopes dashed.

Perhaps his dominance prevailed, debuffs notwithstanding?

Reoran's smirk evaporated. This wretch dared scorn him?!

Plans shifted. Swift demise awaited.

First, though, torment unending. Begging futile, mercy withheld.

Daniel tilted his neck faintly. Bones cracked softly.

Array absent... suppression lifted.

That disparity... colossal.

He vanished in a flash.

Reoran's eyes bulged.

"What—?!"

Daniel rematerialized before him, sword descending.

[Infinite Delay]

Space contorted, retarding the blade.

Yet onward it came.

Naught impeded Daniel's sword. Destined to strike, it would—even cleaving skies asunder.

"Impossible—!" Reoran's gaze quivered for the first.

Daniel surged ahead, sword aura blazing as barriers splintered sequentially.

Crack.

Crack.

Then they exploded.

The blade grazed Reoran's visage, crimson spraying aloft.

He recoiled, breath ragged anew.

"You..."

"Is that it? Or do you still have more skills?" Daniel advanced with mockery. Haste absent.

He awaited the Fallen's fulfillment: raze every outpost.

Till then, prolong the duel.

Fury warped Reoran's countenance.

[Boundless Field]

Ambient space twisted. Soil, atmosphere—all subsumed into his realm.

[Infinite Collapse]

Crushing force assailed from every angle, mana avalanching upon Daniel like peaks. Terrain beneath crumbled.

Yet he endured unmoving.

Without stirring.

Sans single retreat.

His gaze ascended languidly.

"Weak."

Then he charged.

Swifter than before.

Reoran countered.

Yet now disparity shone blatant.

Assaults foreseen.

Motions nullified.

Casual deflection parried blows. Lone stride erased separation.

Singular slash rent Reoran's limb.

"How—?!" Agony tore Reoran's scream.

Adversary eclipsed expectations vastly.

James's end now crystalized.

Trickery presumed in the slaying.

Delusion.

Guild leader's deceit unveiled.

James stood no chance versus this abomination.

Their fallen heir's folly: provoking such a fiend.

Daniel ignored, onslaught unrelenting.

Strike.

Strike.

Strike.

Accelerating velocity. Mounting weight.

Finale neared.

Encirclement's Awakened lay slain by Fallen hands.

Reoran's frame faltered.

Wounds hemorrhaged.

Aura disintegrated.

"I... I—"

[Eternal Reach]—!

Desperate final thrust, sole salvation.

Yet Daniel invaded the zone.

Into the "infinite."

Where distance dissolved.

Eyes locked fleetingly.

Fear.

Reoran quaked wholly, pivoting to flee.

Escape the monstrosity alone mattered.

Alas... here, distance signified naught.

Daniel elevated his sword.

Descended without mercy. Blade sheared neck.

Head whirled airborne, husk toppled.

Crimson pooled leisurely.

Daniel flicked his blade, blood dispersed.

Nearby, Fallen concluded their duty.

None breathed; rear encampments blazed, annihilation complete.

Routine purge of foes... birthed Goblin Guild's catastrophe.

Elsewhere—

Within Everlight Moon’s war room, Varnos orchestrated fresh maneuvers.

Vengeance incarnate.