Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

"Alright, I have confidence in you, Aria," Aengus said gently. Then he turned to General Leon.

"General, let's proceed with the plan the Empress suggested," he said, expecting a nod of approval.

General Leon looked between the enemy's Disaster-Class Warships and Aengus.

In his mind's eye, Zero's figure was replaced by the image of a massive black dragon, one even larger and more fearsome than the looming disaster ahead.

"It's perfect, but be careful. I will lead the army for now," Leon replied firmly, his confidence in Aengus unwavering.

He believed that Aengus could destroy the Disaster-Class Warships.

Aengus, pleased with Leon's support, moved to depart. His gaze then fell on Quin, who was standing nearby, awaiting his personal order.

"Quin, go and protect your Empress! Once the war is over, you will get your meal," Aengus commanded, his voice firm yet calm, as he flawlessly revealed his regal dragon wings in human form.

Quin, amazed at the sight of the magnificent wings, didn't forget to bow in respect.

"Your wish is my command, Your Imperial Highness!" Quin declared.

Though he deeply wished to join Aengus in battle, Quin knew he was not yet strong enough to face the Transcendentals, even in his Ancient Titan form.

"Swoosh!"

Aengus soared through the sky, extending his hand into the space nearby. With a ripple of energy, he summoned his Godslayer Weapon from the pocket dimension, gripping it tightly as it gleamed ominously under the morning light.

Aria watched his confident silhouette slicing through the heavens, her resolve hardening.

"Sister, take us to the ground. We should fight alongside the ground troops," Drake reminded, his voice steady with purpose.

Delilah and Yona stepped forward, ready to accompany her.

Aria's gaze shifted to Quin, who was nervously fidgeting, clearly uneasy about the altitude.

Quin, stranded 1,000 meters above the ground, was helpless. He would be reduced to a mangled mess if he attempted to jump from the Flying ship without any flying-related skills.

He sighed inwardly, lamenting that he hadn't yet acquired such abilities from the others since his arrival.

Aria couldn't help but smile at his plight. With a wave of her hand, her mysterious Nature powers surged, summoning three large, majestic birds.

"Get on," she instructed to Quin as well.

Quin looked flattered by the Empress' thoughtfulness.

Quin and the others climbed atop the summoned birds. Quin, grateful yet awkward, found himself seated behind the armored Princess Delilah, who looked battle-ready, radiating the aura of a fearless knight.

"Be a man, Quin,"

he muttered under his breath repeatedly, sitting as rigidly as possible, careful not to touch her.

After all, what if she was a future wife candidate for his Emperor?

Besides, Quin already had someone dear in his heart.

Princess Delilah remained silent, her gaze distant as if lost in thought.

With Aria's firm command, the summoned birds dove gracefully toward the battlefield, their descent observed by the sharp eyes of the Generals above.

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On the enemy's side

"Captain, someone is approaching from the enemy's side," a cautious soldier reported, his voice tinged with urgency.

The stern-looking captain stood on the deck of the warship, exuding confidence and pride. His sharp gaze scanned the skies, scrutinizing the lone figure heading toward them.

At first, he dismissed the approaching figure as some desperate fool, recklessly attempting a futile attack. But as the distance closed, clarity broke through the stormy wind and rain, aided by his Transcendental senses.

The captain's expression shifted abruptly to one of alarm.

"That's the Rebel Emperor, you fools!" he bellowed, his voice booming across the deck. "Shoot him down! Pierce him apart!"

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"Let's see... Manas, what are the chances of a surprise ambush by the Kairos Imperial Army?" Aengus asked.

Manas calculated flawlessly and replied, "I would say it's 90%, Master. The Kairos Emperor has likely anticipated your next move. He may have already deployed additional troops to ambush you."

Aengus looked thoughtful. "Yes, I expected as much. But the question is, how many troops could they possibly send?"

"Sorry, Master. I can't provide an exact number, but it's possible their forces could triple the size of their current army if Emperor Kairos is taking you seriously," Manas responded.

Aengus frowned briefly at the numbers, but soon a confident grin crossed his face. "More numbers mean more resources... and me growing even stronger."

"Let me obliterate these people first, and then we'll think about dealing them."

Aengus brandished his sword, transforming it into a colossal axe nearly 500 meters long.

Under the astonished eyes of the enemy, the towering axe hovered above his fingertips as if defying all logic.

Gripping the enormous weapon with his comparatively small hand, Aengus activated Divine Power Boost, multiplying his stats by five. This, combined with the raw power of the weapon itself, elevated his total stats to nearly 200,000. His overwhelming aura surged like a tidal wave, sending shivers of fear through the enemy ranks while filling his own army with awe and admiration.

"Oh my God!"

"What kind of weapon is that?"

The crew aboard the first enemy ship froze in terror, paralyzed by the raw energy radiating from the union of Aegis and Aengus.

"Fu*k! Evacuate!"

"Evacuate immediately, you fools!"

The captain's desperate roar echoed across the deck as he watched the massive axe begin its descent with unstoppable force. He knew without a doubt that their Disaster-Class ship's defenses would crumble under such an attack.

Time was running out, and panic gripped the soldiers..

Some jumped in panic, leaping overboard to escape the inevitable doom, while others were not fast enough to avoid their fate.

The colossal axe descended, creating a cataclysmic explosion across the disaster-class ships as it cleaved through the first vessel with devastating force, splitting it in half.

Aengus wasn't finished. He swung the weapon once more, each motion as precise as it was devastating, targeting the remaining ships that posed a threat to his army.

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"Boom, Boom, Boom!"

One by one, the warships were obliterated, their numbers reduced to two. Amid the chaos, two ordinary Transcendentals dared to confront the massive axe directly.

However, their efforts were in vain, as they were crushed and reduced to a gruesome mush of blood and flesh under its overwhelming power.