The Unveiling of Domu’s Power

‘How could this be?’ Mofimod thought, utterly bewildered. ‘This will, relentlessly eroding my consciousness, is actually emanating from Domu… We are both Demigods, so why does Domu, now unsealed, exude such a terrifying aura?’

He instantly fell to his knees, his powerful willpower battling the horrifying force that ceaselessly invaded his mind and body. The man before him was not jesting; his pristine white armor truly served to seal his own power.

‘But… it’s impossible… Why is Domu’s power of [Weakling’s Retreat] so potent? I had prepared myself, yet even a full-force strike from a fellow Demigod using [Weakling’s Retreat] wouldn’t have such an effect.’ Mofimod’s veins bulged across his entire body, straining against the fear and awe swelling in his mind.

Any bystander witnessing Mofimod’s current state would surely suffer nightmares for a week. He resembled a malevolent specter, his body trembling violently, thin trails of blood seeping from the corners of his eyes and ear canals. His face was contorted in a grimace, his teeth grinding together with a fierce screech, as if they might shatter at any moment.

“What… ugh… is this… Aaaargh…” A powerful, stifling confusion surged within Mofimod. It felt as if he had expended every ounce of his strength just to voice the question trapped in his heart.

‘Why… why does Domu possess such dreadful power? This force completely exceeds anything I could have imagined. Even when I, as a Saint-tier, faced Demigod opponents in the past, I never experienced this level of fear and reverence. I can’t even recall how long it’s been since I, a Demigod myself, last felt fear.’

Kneeling on the ground, Mofimod yearned to smash his head against the earth to alleviate his torment. Yet, he couldn’t. His innate talent, [Azure Wolf Soul], transformed severe damage into strength, unless the injury was fatal.

Thus, Mofimod was simultaneously tormented physically and mentally by Domu’s oppressive aura, while this very torment continuously repaired his body, converting the suffering into power. But no matter how much his strength grew, he remained utterly unable to resist the agony inflicted by Domu’s aura.

Amidst his relentless torment, Mofimod vaguely heard Domu speaking to him from close by. However, his consciousness was too muddled to discern the words. Still, Domu’s voice prompted Mofimod to struggle, forcing his eyes open and lifting his head to gaze at Domu.

‘How… how could this be?’ The sight that greeted Mofimod made him momentarily forget his own pain. His eyes widened in shock, his mouth agape in utter disbelief.

Standing before Mofimod was no longer the towering figure clad in the lavish, pure-white full plate armor with its [Magic Nullification] properties. Instead, it was a person encased in jet-black armor, radiating a dense, dark aura. Despite the change in armor, Mofimod knew with certainty that this was Domu. Yet… no… it couldn’t be wrong…

If one were to look closely at Mofimod’s eyes, they would notice his normally cold green irises now glowed with an ethereal emerald light. What astonished Mofimod was not the armor steeped in dark energy, but rather… Domu, whom he had always believed to be a man… was actually… a woman?

Mofimod’s innate ability, [Azure Wolf Soul], offered more than just combat prowess. It also granted him a special, never-before-mentioned ability: identifying women. Literally, Mofimod’s eyes could discern if a woman was still a virgin. When this ability was active, he would see a burning flame in a woman’s lower abdomen. If she was a virgin, the flame would be pink; if she had engaged in intercourse, it would be purple.

Though Mofimod, who revered strength, found this ability utterly useless and even somewhat base, it had involuntarily activated due to the chaos in his mind. Concurrently, Domu had also released [Divine Suppression]. Thus, Mofimod clearly perceived, through his unique ability, a pink glow emanating from Domu’s lower abdomen.

‘What… Hahahaha… Domu is actually a woman?’ He had regarded Domu as a man with ulterior motives, attempting to seduce Princess Soronna, yet Domu was a woman? Then Dora… Domu’s daughter… No… Domu, being a… virgin… Dora couldn’t possibly be his biological child. Yet, Domu treated Dora as his own daughter. How laughable it was that he, the Second Legion Commander of the Norachi Kingdom, had even demanded to snatch a daughter from her parent’s side! Hahahaha… Truly ridiculous… Mofimod… you are utterly absurd. Princess Soronna must have known Domu’s true gender; their intimate gestures now seemed to Mofimod like interactions between girls.

How foolish he had been, like an idiot, constantly misunderstanding Domu… and almost injuring Princess Soronna because of it.

Mofimod no longer cared about the terrifying will in his mind. Instead, his heart was filled with regret and guilt. ‘No wonder… no wonder Domu’s appearance beneath the helmet was so adorable… No wonder… I felt that… special feeling…’ So this was it. Everything made sense now because Domu was a woman. Mofimod seemed to connect all the pieces, now kneeling on the ground, his eyes vacant as he stared at Domu in his jet-black armor.

Moreover… Domu’s claim that he could effortlessly defeat him was clearly not an empty boast. The mere aura released upon unsealing had reduced him, a Demigod, to such a humiliating state. Hahahaha… Now that he understood everything, Mofimod desperately wanted to apologize to Domu and resolve this farce. However, moving even a single finger now consumed all his energy; he couldn’t even speak, let alone control the Immortal Dragon Soul he had summoned via the [Rotten Dragon Blade]. Gritting his teeth, Mofimod exerted all his might, attempting to reconnect his consciousness with the demonic dragon outside the barrier.

“Lord Domu! Lord Mofimod! Are you alright? We can’t see what’s happening inside due to the demonic dragon’s flames. If you can hear me, please respond! Mr. Tule has already contacted Monkacru staff; the backup magic energy barrier device should be here soon if you can just hold on a little longer!” Phil’s frantic shouts echoed from outside the barrier.

“I’m fine… As for Mofimod… he might be a little uncomfortable for now. Also, Phil, please inform everyone that there might be some discomfort later, and tell Mr. Tule that there’s no need to send the magic energy barrier. As for this dragon, please leave it to me.” Domu heard Phil’s voice and conveyed his message to him outside the barrier.

“Ah… Yes… Yes, Lord Domu!” Though Phil didn’t understand Domu’s words, the orders he’d received from Mr. Tule were to trust Lord Domu unconditionally. So, despite his confusion, Phil fully executed the command.

After several attempts to establish a mental link with the demonic dragon outside the barrier, Mofimod finally gave up. It was futile… his current mental state made such a feat impossible. However, thanks to the [Azure Wolf Soul], Mofimod no longer felt the initial intensity of pain. Though still trembling and with bulging veins, he could now clearly hear the outside world. Upon hearing Domu’s words, Mofimod looked up in surprise at Domu in his black battle armor.

Domu, facing the magic energy barrier, paused for a moment. Then, to Mofimod’s shock, he clasped his hands together and, without hesitation, plunged them into the barrier. His arms, covered by the black armor, effortlessly passed through the transparent gaseous shield. The entire magic energy barrier on the stage suddenly erupted with a dazzling light. Mofimod knew this was the barrier’s emergency repair system; immense energy surged towards the points where Domu’s hands had pierced through, and the constantly repairing barrier tightly locked Domu’s hands in place.

“ [Dark Power] [Law-Breaking Gauntlets] [Valkyrie’s Choice] ” Domu, his hands secured by the magic energy barrier, glanced at them before softly speaking, applying several special enhancement states to himself. He casually swept his arms outwards, and the magic energy barrier—which had been incredibly robust, merely rippling under Mofimod’s formidable slashes—was torn open, leaving a colossal gash. This enormous rift, no matter how urgently the magic energy barrier tried to repair itself, could not mend even an inch. Instead, the vast magic energy barrier that had enveloped the entire stage vanished.

Mofimod watched in disbelief as the magic energy barrier, capable of withstanding Demigod-level attacks, vanished in an instant like a popped balloon with Domu’s movements. Simultaneously, the will that had been relentlessly devouring his spirit, its intensity immediately dropped from paralyzing him to merely causing a dull ache in his brain, as the barrier shattered.