The Advent

Doyun’s blade wreathed within aureate pyromancies clashed relentlessly against Satan’s obsidian talons exuding noxious miasmas simultaneously.

Satan raked viciously with his left appendage attempting eviscerating Doyun altogether. Yet Doyun evaded those assaults deftly while thrusting inwards impaling Satan’s exposed flank decisively.

Keeping that blade edge embedded deeply, Doyun moved alongside pivoting behind Satan’s backside altogether – utilizing that impaled sword tip as a pivotal fulcrum while reaping vicious arcing trajectories across those broad shoulders simultaneously.

Finally he expelled concentrated pyric emanations while sweeping those radiant consecrated flames decisively:

Shuraahk-!

Doyun’s sword disengaged outwards leaving Satan’s back gouged open – both viscous obsidian ichor alongside aureate pyromancies sprayed outwards tracing elegant parabolic trajectories simultaneously.

“Kkuhuhhhkk…!”

Those grievous wounds failed regenerating immediately – the flames’ essence antithetical towards darkness itself seared sizzling across those lacerated surfaces preventing any spontaneous rejuvenations whatsoever.

Clearly sustaining decisive debilitating injuries, Satan lurched backwards while gurgling agonized groans audibly.

Doyun froze mid-motion attempting thrusting inwards targeting Satan’s cardiac region directly – only to feel something piercing his own corporeal vessel violently:

Pwuhkhk!

A razor-sharp scorpion tail impaled straight through Doyun’s pulmonary cavity region – Satan had aimed for his heart yet missed due to Doyun’s evasive maneuvers ultimately.

Though obsidian ichor spontaneously regurgitated outwards from both Doyun’s oral and nasal cavities briefly, he simply gripped that impaling appendage decisively before slashing downwards severing it completely:

Shuraahk-

“Kkrriiiihhhhkk-!”

Satan writhed tortuously from that cauterizing tail amputation alongside smoldering spinal trauma sustained – while both severed tailpiece alongside remaining stump anchored within Doyun’s corporeal vessel thrashed sporadically akin to parasitic infestations.

Without extracting that anchored tailpiece whatsoever, Doyun promptly impaled his blade straight through Satan’s broad back once more:

“Kkyaaaaahhhh—aaakkk-!!”

Satan swept both appendages sweeping outwards violently in wide circular arcs – though unable making physical contacts whatsoever against Doyun’s positioning, he simply bent those elbow joints backwards viciously attempting deflecting defensive postures somehow.

Yet Doyun took those assaults directly without evading whatsoever – simply tilting his cranium sideways slightly:

Kwahjeek!

Five fresh talon grooves manifested across his shoulder trailing down towards the nape altogether – noxious miasmas seeped outwards from those grievous lacerations profusely. Doyun had taken that damage completely deliberately after all.

‘I need concluding this soon.’

Despite hemorrhaging torrentially from oral, nasal and cranial trauma sustained, Doyun refused relinquishing that impaled sword altogether – instead increasing Kenren’s pyric outputs exponentially without any restraints whatsoever:

Fwaaaaahhh—aaaakkk-!

“Kkyaaaaahhhh—aaaakkk-!!”

Consecrated flames erupted violently outwards from both entry and exit wounds suffered across Satan’s pulmonary alongside dorsal regions respectively.

Doyun simply gritted his teeth while that severed tailpiece still impaling him continued throbbing erratically – swelling obscenely signaling imminent detonations arising.

‘No time extracting it. I’ll incinerate that tail completely!’

Tightening his sword grip while channeling mana furiously, Doyun increased pyric outputs exponentially – those self-same incandescent infernos engulfing his entire corporeal vessel alongside that impaled appendage altogether.

Yet despite such overwhelming offensives:

Kwaaaaaahhhh—aaaannnggg-!

Accompanied by deafening detonations reverberating outwards, those pyromancies extinguished abruptly – both Doyun and Satan’s corporeal forms sluggishly toppled apart across opposite trajectories respectively.

Their savaged corporeal vessels crashed downwards towards those volcanic wastes below – a massive gaping evisceration across Doyun’s lower ribcage hemorrhaging profusely.

‘Mana reserves… Depleted…’

Unable expelling sufficient offensive outputs earlier, Doyun failed incinerating that demonic tailpiece completely before its imminent detonations – sustaining near-fatal lacerations while still impaled within his own thoracic cavity altogether.

Thanks to 8th-tier Fortitude alongside Vitality Statistics providing paramount endurance capabilities, Doyun avoided any instantly lethal scenarios arising whatsoever. Yet without deploying emergency rejuvenations immediately, he would continue hemorrhaging exponentially while depleting stamina reserves rapidly overall.

Doyun glanced towards Satan’s own corporeal wreckage crashing downwards nearby:

That demonic entity had expended considerable reserves based on diminishing obsidian epidermis manifestations – now only retaining those inky black extrusions across shoulder and pectoral regions while otherwise appearing more humanoid visages altogether.

Satan simply gritted his fangs viciously while pointing an accusatory talon towards Doyun hatefully:

Satan’s jaws moved wordlessly muttering beneath his breath:

‘You… Shall…’

At that exact same moment, those imp hordes previously constrained by both Dokkomuyoung and Lei surged headlong straight towards Doyun’s position simultaneously – completely ignoring their former adversaries whatsoever.

“Ah-, Ahhhh!”

“Stop them!”

Though both warriors struggled suppressing those demonic tides overwhelming them directly, those monsters unhesitatingly charged straight towards Doyun’s position instead – no longer caring about harming former adversaries whatsoever under any circumstances imaginable.

Doyun’s projected landing zone manifested across volcanic wastelands below.

Yet without restraining whatsoever, those imp hordes leapt forth assailing his position without any hesitation arising under any circumstances whatsoever.

Beset upon by those converging imp swarms, rapidly depleting mana reserves, unstanchable hemorrhaging alongside near-fatal lacerations suffered – Doyun simply gritted his teeth defiantly:

‘My final chance.’

He twisted mid-descent while exhaling ignition propellants projecting across widespread vectors decisively:

Paaaahhhng-!

Razor-sharp talon swipes only grazed empty atmospheric conditions – Doyun’s corporeal form accelerated rapidly converging upon Satan’s position at terminal velocities altogether.

His shoulder impacted Satan’s torso directly – Doyun immediately extracted his previously impaled blade decisively:

“Kkuhuhhkk…!”

That blazing incandescence still radiated intense thermal energies searing across Satan’s grievous wounds viciously.

The very same moment those imp hordes leapt inwards converging around them both, Doyun planted his foot down against Satan’s abdomen before readying that sword decisively:

‘Maximal offensive outputs!’

He poured forth every single remaining iota of strength left without restraining whatsoever:

[Razvolnic’s Style Swordsmanship – Chaotic Reaping]

His blade erupted brilliant pyric streamers alongside coruscating aureate after-images – fluid trajectories carving elegant calligraphic paths through atmospheric flows altogether.

Doyun swept those razor-sharp sword strokes across every conceivable vector simultaneously – terminal velocities combined with utterly chaotic unpredictable patterns indiscriminately:

Those plummeting trajectories bisected Satan’s corporeal form alongside descending imp hordes altogether without pause:

“Kyaaaaaahhhhh—aaaakkk-!!”

“Dieeeeeee-!!!”

Doyun had become a veritable demonic wraith confronting those century-spanning nemeses once more – consumed by singular solitary obsessions eviscerating those existential scourges without any restraints whatsoever.

From external vantage perspectives, only radiant pyromancies alongside malefic miasmas manifested saturating widespread terrestrial zones chaotically – blade and conflagration danced amidst apocalyptic daemonic symphonies resonating without pause.

By the time Doyun expended the very last dregs of his mana reserves extinguishing those incandescent flames altogether, no imp hordes dared converging upon his vicinity any longer whatsoever –

Even those terrestrial demons backed away trembling uncontrollably witnessing both their comrades’ immolations alongside Doyun’s harrowing demonic visages altogether.

“Heh… Hehh… Hehhhkk…You…Damnation…”

Having concluded Satan would never divulge any sensitive intelligence under any circumstances whatsoever, Doyun simply gripped his blade intending decapitating that demonic entity once and for all –

Yet right before descending that final decisive strike altogether:

“Hkkhh… Kkkrrihhhhk…”

“…!”

Doyun froze momentarily caught off-guard by Satan’s abrupt movements instead –

Satan took his remaining intact eye before stabbing directly into its own ocular depths violently:

Puhhkk!

Then just like Doyun had done previously, Satan manually extracted that same eyeball carefully while murmuring hauntingly under his breath:

“My…Apologies… Lord…”

Right before losing consciousness completely, Satan crushed that extracted eyeball within his bare palm decisively.

Chahng-

The exact same moment those actions transpired:

“…”

“…”

“…”

Dead silence descended across that entire battlefield panorama as a whole.

Cheering Alliance soldiers, fidgeting imp hordes, embattled warriors dueling Vanguard Commanders – alongside Doyun himself altogether.

Everyone froze utterly still overwhelmed by indescribable premonitions manifesting spontaneously – corporeal tremors accompanied by involuntary shudders assailing uncontrollably.

Doyun tilted his cranium skywards while trembling audibly:

‘This sensation…’

The celestial horizons darkened ominously pitch-black without any light sources remaining viable whatsoever.

‘It cannot be…’

Identical unfolding revelations mirroring those witnessed over a century ago prior towards the final decisive showdown back then.

“Ah…”

Visceral dread sank inwards swiftly – Doyun realized the singular inevitable truth instantly:

Apocalyptic Oblivion had arrived descending across these battlefield zones as a whole.