Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

"Today is the day I, Aengus Degaro—Ruler of the Domain of Ruination and Emperor of the Ruination Empire—declare the grand unification of the two races with peace in mind," Aengus proclaimed, his voice resonating to every corner of the battlefield.

Only then was the confusion cleared. The person they served was an entity with power over both worlds, controlling two opposing armies at once.

It was an astonishing revelation, an event worthy of making history.

The crowd remained silent, letting him continue.

"Today, we—this billion-strong army—will guide those ignorant fools who have joined the Great Holy War. We will stop them and force them to surrender. As for their leaders, they will be executed. No mercy will be shown."

"The hesitation, hatred, and curses that have poisoned our being due different races for centuries will be exterminated today," he declared with unwavering conviction.

His words resonated deeply, yet doubt lingered in their hearts.

How could centuries of hatred be erased so easily? If it were truly so simple, it would have happened long ago. The enmity between them was embedded in their blood, veins, and very genes.

They couldn't even stand the sight of each other, even now.

It was only Aengus's imposing presence that kept their primal urge to rip each other apart in check.

"I will create a new race—one that will unite you all," Aengus declared firmly.

The announcement sent shockwaves through everyone, including his closest and most trusted subordinates. None of them had been aware of such a plan.

Was it even possible?

And if so, what if something went wrong?

Unperturbed by their reactions, Aengus raised both hands and activated Universal Synthesis.

A radiant light enveloped the billion-strong army, including Generals Quin, Drake, and his closest subordinates.

With precision and determination, Aengus began cleansing the hatred from their bloodlines, fusing human and demon bloodlines to create a new race he called: The Primals. These beings would be capable of wielding both bloodline powers and the System.

The process was awe-inspiring, executed on a massive scale.

All across the battlefield, countless vortexes formed as humans and demons exchanged and merged their abilities.

Aengus controlled the process with meticulous care, ensuring everything proceeded smoothly as the Manas had advised.

After nearly ten minutes, the process concluded successfully, leaving a symphony of gasps echoing throughout the empty field.

"Huh? What's this?"

"Humanoid form? A System?"

"Our race has really changed...

Unbelievable!"

Humans and demons alike had undergone a complete transformation, emerging as Primals—a fusion of human and demonic bloodlines.

The Primals retained a humanoid appearance but bore striking differences. Their bodies were adorned with glowing marks of various colors—red, blue, green, gold, black, and more—each color and number indicating the strength and nature of their bloodline powers. Their eyes shimmered with a blue sheen, reflecting their System interface.

In addition, they exhibited physical traits inherited from demons: horns, tails, wings, claws, and other features that blended seamlessly with their new forms.

Even the demons, once fierce and monstrous in their appearance, now stood in Primal form, looking similar to the humans they once despised.

"How is this possible?"

"This... this is a miracle of God!"

"Our Ruler must truly be a God! There's no other explanation!"

The transformed beings were left speechless, touching their new body parts and marveling at their enhanced abilities and characteristics. Their amazement and awe grew as they began to sense the immense potential of their newfound powers.

"Your Majesty... This... this..." Leon and the others approached, their words faltering under the weight of the shock they had just experienced.

Changing one's bloodline was an impossible feat for most, yet their emperor had accomplished it for hundreds of millions simultaneously.

"What?" Aengus chuckled lightly, "You didn't like the wings, Generals? You can retract them with just a thought if you prefer."

Leon, still adjusting to his radiant blue wings, responded hesitantly,

"No, it's not that. My strength has improved, and I'm grateful. But... how did you do it? Have you really achieved God Rank?"

Leon, Felix, and Martin had no idea that Aengus had already transcended into that realm. They were unaware of the extent of his power, a strength capable of treating even the so-called gods as mere trifles.

Aengus's silent acknowledgment confirmed their suspicions.

Quin, now adorned with a pair of curvy black horns, black marks, looked overjoyed as he inspected his transformation.

Drake, with his newly enhanced claws, and Yona, whose body radiated overwhelming strength, also seemed immensely pleased with their newfound power.

The sheer awe in their expressions reflected their realization: Aengus had truly ascended beyond mortal limits, becoming an entity that could reshape not only individuals but the very fate of worlds.

Aengus turned to his army and thundered, "Take your time to adapt, my subjects! You are now all part of the United Liberation Army. Our goal is to liberate the world and unify all races. So be prepared! Soon, we march into the Great War to conquer all!"

The Primals' expressions were fervent, their excitement and reverence for their ruler palpable.

"Hail His Divine Excellency!"

"Long live the United Liberation Army!"

"Hail the God of Ruination!"

Their shouts of worship, full of boundless enthusiasm, shook the earth. Millions knelt, their voices harmonizing into a grand symphony that echoed far and wide, as if the heavens themselves bore witness to this momentous declaration.

After that, everyone mingled together for a while, eagerly preparing for the final battle that would be etched into history.

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Meanwhile, Aengus' main body was with Aria and Bella in the Dragon Empire.

The trio stood atop a towering mountain, 500 meters high, gazing intently at the battlefield below.

The scene was a chaotic clash between an army of demons and Dragonmen. Even from their vantage point, the intensity of the fight was clear, the sound of clashing bodies and elemental energy explosions reached their ears.

Aengus' gaze, however, was fixed on three young dragon warriors in the midst of the chaos—two boys and a girl.