Awakening The Only SSS-Rank Class! Now Even Dragons Obey Me Chapter 799: An Enemy as Vast as the World

Daniel remained seated beneath the tree, his gaze serenely fixed on the vacant expanse before him. Yet, his mind was a whirlwind, processing the old man's every utterance with astonishing speed.

"The destruction of this world..."

"If only someone like you had existed back then..."

"That entity..."

For the first time in a considerable period, a subtle disruption echoed within his mental solitude.

The elder spoke not as someone who had merely foreseen the future, but as a being who had personally endured those very events.

This revelation only amplified Daniel's burgeoning suspicions. The old man had undeniably perceived his true identity.

But how? How could he possibly know who he was? How was he aware of this world's impending demise? Was this the formidable power of a divine being?

If his current conjecture held true, the old man must be an entity of at least False God caliber. Could such beings wield such immense power?

Could they perceive the future, experiencing it even before its occurrence?

"Now I grasp why the Mother System compelled all False Gods of the Celestial Domain to ascend. If my assumptions are correct, their true capabilities are profoundly significant."

However, if they possessed the ability to glimpse the future, then wouldn't the sole remaining False God in the Celestial Domain also be privy to its own destiny?

"Or perhaps my assessment is flawed? If so, then how did that elder foretell the future? And how could he seemingly peer directly into my inner world?"

"Could it be that I was mistaken, and he surpasses even a divine being? A true god?" Daniel mused aloud to himself.

Regrettably, the available intelligence was insufficient to validate any of his nascent theories.

"Upon returning to the Celestial Domain, I must seek out Uncle Dragon." Confirming his hypothesis hinged entirely on ascertaining whether False Gods possessed precognitive abilities.

But if such faculties were indeed within their grasp, then just how potent were true gods? Were they capable of traversing the currents of time itself?

Before these profound questions could further occupy his thoughts, Daniel's eyes suddenly flared with a golden luminescence.

His divine sense erupted, and the perception of the world around him expanded exponentially in an instant.

His sight pierced through the desolate remnants of the ruins, traversing the fractured mountain ranges.

What then unfolded before him was a sight that momentarily astonished even Daniel.

An army. No... this was something far beyond a mere army. The entirety of the desolate landscape was encircled from every conceivable direction.

As far as his divine sense could reach, nothing but a colossal legion was visible. The very heavens were obscured by colossal magical vessels.

Floating fortresses, suspended hundreds of meters above the ground, bore golden runes upon their hulls that glittered like celestial bodies.

Upon the earth, tens, even hundreds of thousands of warriors stood arrayed in immense formations.

Banners bearing the insignia of the Holy Empire whipped idly in the wind. Knights clad in pristine white, powerful Archmages, and devout War Priests comprised the ranks.

Alongside them stood thousands of elite warriors whose mere presence exuded an aura potent enough to destabilize a city.

Yet, this was not the entirety of the displayed might. Daniel's eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly as he detected a far more perilous element.

Thousand upon thousands of colossal formations, or arrays, enveloped the entire region. They were embedded in the mountains, buried beneath the earth, and suspended in the sky.

Enormous, luminous threads, akin to celestial chains, had effectively sealed off the entire area.

A mana lock, stifling legal suppression, spatial blockade, and a drastic deceleration of regenerative capabilities for both soul and body were in effect. Even the transference of energy between the world's fundamental laws was compromised.

These arrays were not designed with the intention of destruction. Instead, their purpose was to subjugate a being no longer deemed merely human.

"So, their decision is final." A faint, almost imperceptible smile graced Daniel's lips.

He recognized that the Holy Empire had mobilized for this confrontation with a level of preparedness far exceeding anything witnessed previously.

His gaze then shifted towards another sector of the imposing encirclement.

The Elves. Thousands of elves, adorned in gleaming silver armor, stood arrayed beneath the sky.

Their countenances were cold, their ears long and pointed, and they carried bows crafted from the sacred branches of ancient trees.

The ambient mana surrounding them was tranquil, yet this very calmness conveyed an aura of imminent death. Each arrow they loosed was aimed not merely at the physical form, but at the very soul.

Behind them, colossal, mobile trees and ancient forest denizens stirred, their collective presence exerting a palpable pressure upon the environment.

However, even these formidable beings seemed diminished in stature when compared to the entities dominating the heavens.

The Dragons. Hundreds of dragons filled the skies. Some were of such colossal size that their shadows dwarfed entire mountains. Their wingbeats conjured ferocious storms, and their scales shimmered brilliantly under the sun's rays.

Ancient runes etched into their forms warped the very fabric of space around them. Some unleashed torrents of fire, while others drifted serenely amidst clouds of mana.

And some simply observed in profound silence, much like predators poised for the ultimate command.

At the nexus of all these converging forces stood the Sky Knights Guard. The temple's most elite fighting contingent. Thousands of high-tier warriors clad in synchronized white and gold armor, their surrounding mana flowing with an unnerving uniformity.

They were not merely an army, but a meticulously crafted instrument designed for the singular purpose of hunting apocalyptic entities.

Daniel observed the scene unfold in silent contemplation for several seconds. The entirety of the continent had been mobilized.

The Elves.

The Dragons.

The Holy Empire.

The Sky Guard.

For ages, powers that had maintained their distance were now assembled in a single location.

All gathered for one individual, and surprisingly, Daniel felt a flicker of excitement.

He possessed some understanding of these factions' histories, informed by Elisira's accounts, particularly concerning the Holy Knights and the Sky Knights Guard.

These two were indisputably the continent's most elite human forces, meticulously trained and mentored for the ultimate confrontation against the cataclysmic monster that had devastated two continents.

Alongside them were the Elves and Dragons, races widely acknowledged as superior. Within this world, however, humans held the title of superior race due to their divine connection.

Every single one had arrived specifically for him.

Abruptly, the sky above transformed. From the assembled armies, four colossal presences ascended.

Their overwhelming pressure caused even the immense arrays surrounding them to momentarily falter.

A palpable wave of mana washed over the entire area as four distinct figures materialized in the sky, positioned in four cardinal directions.

The first was an elven woman. Her lengthy silver hair danced in the wind, and her emerald eyes, like twin shards of ice, were fixed upon Daniel.

Her attire resembled a royal battle robe more than conventional armor.

In her grasp, she held a white bow that seemed to resonate with the very roots of the ancient trees.

Despite her serene demeanor, this calmness exuded an aura of impending doom.

On the opposite horizon, the clouds dramatically parted, revealing something immense descending from the heart of a tempest.

A deafening roar, echoing throughout the entire region. A colossal black dragon emerged, its golden eyes blazing like twin suns against the oppressive darkness, its wings eclipsing the sky.

Yet, in a fleeting moment, its form began to shift. Bones coalesced, scales receded.

This tremendous beast then morphed into a tall man, distinguished by his black hair, draconic horns, and expansive wings.

Even in his humanoid guise, his presence felt less like that of a living being and more akin to an elemental disaster.

The third figure was a man clad in resplendent white and gold armor. There was no ostentatious display of mana or overt power, yet his mere existence lent a tangible weight to the surrounding space.

It was as if the world instinctively acknowledged his profound significance.

A longsword was sheathed at his hip, and his gaze, piercingly cold, was locked directly onto Daniel.

He was identified as the wielder of the paramount holy sword, the commander of the Sky Guard, and the most exceptional warrior serving under the Divine Prophet.

The last to appear was a blind elderly woman.

Hundreds of intricate golden magic circles hovered behind her, each intrinsically linked to countless arrays spread across the landscape.

Though her eyes remained closed, her presence projected the greatest sense of peril.

Daniel immediately discerned that she was the architect behind the formidable chains of suppression and all the complex arrays.

Four supreme commanders from four distinct points in the sky directed their attention towards Daniel.

Arrayed behind them stood the most formidable army the world had ever witnessed.

Even facing such a force, a palpable sense of caution lingered in their eyes, stemming from the tales of Walterk.

They were acutely aware that the individual before them was the same entity capable of annihilating one of the top ten Eternal Warriors with a single, devastating strike.

However, even Walterk and his entire legion would stand no chance against this overwhelming army; their destruction would be a matter of mere seconds.

A heavy, oppressive silence descended upon the ruined landscape. The wind whispered through the colossal roots of the ancient trees.

"So, this is the monster we sought? He appears more like an ant than a true beast," a commanding voice boomed across the heavens.