43 The Gauntlet Of Oblivion!

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[ A Week Later ]

During this one week of time, Damon had been training extensively to improve his strength before challenging the Gauntlet Of Oblivion. In this week of time, Damon had improved his cultivation realm from the Mid Stage of the Mana Apprentice Realm and Mid Stage of the Spirit Apprentice Realm to the PEAK Stage of the Mana Apprentice Realm and the PEAK Stage of the Spirt Apprentice Realm.

Damon had also Signed-In a variety of powerful things. The most powerful thing Damon had Signed-In was:

[ Ding! Congratulations for Signing-In the Basura Toujou Template! ]

[ Basura Toujou Template - Basura Toujou is the Main Protagonist of Shinmai Maou no Keiyakusha ( Testament Of Sister New Devil! ). The Host would need to train to Master the Powers of the Template. This Template would give the Host all the Powers of Basura Toujou including but not limited to Banishing Shift, Shoumetsukensen Extinction Sword ), Banishing Shift Geminus, Banishing Shift Annihilation, Master-Servant Contract ( Master ). The Host would also gain Basura's Strategist Abilities, Deductive Reasoning, Managerial Capabilities Sexual Dominance Abilities and Sensory Perception. ]

This was the most powerful and useful reward Damon had Signed-In. Damon had certainly watched this Anime and Read the Novel back in his past life and certainly understood just how powerful Basura was. At the end of the Novel, at his full power, Basura could even Match the Ten ( 10 ) Gods by himself.

With this Template, Damon's strength would receive a massive increase. Currently, Damon was only at 5% unlocked of the Template as he only had a short amount of time to train, and the further unlocked Damon got the template, the harder it was and longer it took to get progress.

Still, with his recent breakthrough and obaining this Basura Toujou Template among other Sign-In Rewards, Damon felt that he was strong enough to challenge the Gauntlet of Oblivion.

Damon arrived in front of the Pitch Black Portal that lead to the Gauntlet Of Oblivion. Currently, Damon had used the Magical Clothing Liquid to forge combat clothes for himself. Damon took a deep breath to prepare and stepped into the portal.

~SWOOSH~

In a Flash, Damon felt his surrounding area changed. Now, Damon was currently standing in a dimly lit room with a Gigantic Door in front of him. The Door had multiple Primordial Runes on the made of Mana and Spirit Power.

Damon arrived in front of the Doors, slowly opening them and exposing a oppressive sight in front of him.

~BOOM~BOOM~

Tyrannical booms echoed throughout the area. The surrounding area looked like a Gladiator Arena, a flat field surrounded by large walls, and on the other side of those walls moving upwards were chairs where different persons can be spotted seated.

However, in place of the crowd one would usually see, all that could be spotted was the rotten skeletens of a variety of people. The Skeletons had different shapes and sizes, from Dragons, to Demons, to Humans, to Elves and even World Spirits like Angels. All of these skeletons were placed,and all of them had the lingering life auras of persons, meaning someone had died and left behind those skeletons.

Damon had to wonder who could kill millions if not billions of these intensely powerful geniuses from all of these various races so easily, as to line them all up as props as if in a show.

"AHAHAHAHAHA, Are you curious?Those Skeletons represent every being I've killed in this challenge." A maniacal laugh echoed throughout the surrounding area, the laugh almost eerie, as an aura of Blood, Death and Destruction washed across the entire battle arena.

Damon looked to the source of that voice, spotting a unique looking person.

It was a man, who looked at around 20-25 years old judging from his body type wearing a pitch black suit. However, instead of showing his face, the man was wearing a Blood Red Oni Mask that looked incrediby villainous. The man also had patches of bright red blood splattered across his entire body and in his hand he held two deadly black daggers that were completely soaked and dripping blood.

As the man walked closer to Damon, the very sky changed. From a pitch black eerie night, the sky morphed into a blood red sky, that was dripping blood into the very fabric of reality, a torrent of blood raining down into the stadium and leaving it flooded. Damon tried to move around, yet he felt his movements were more sluggish due to the blood flood occuring around him. Not only that, Damon felt the blood wrapping around his legs like liquified vines, as if attempting to trap him in place.

The skeletons in the stands all began shaking and shivering intensely and the man readied himself into a battle position, his maniacal laughter filling the arena as poisonous purple gas began shooting out of his body, blocking Damon's sight and attempting to poison Damon to death.

Damon leapt backwards, bringing out BloodReaper and holding it tightly. Damon watched as the man blended into the purple poison, turning seemingly invisible even to his senses. Damon expanded his mana sensed out but couldn't sense the man. Thankfully, due to his Poison Immunity, Damon was not at all effected by the gaseous purple poison.

"How odd,not affected by the poison, well, that's not relevant, as you'll die anyway!" The man's eerie voice echoed out in the surrounding area accompanied by maniacal laughs.

~SHING~

The slash of a dagger flashed across where Damon was previously standing. In the split second before the dagger had connected and slashed across his chest, piercing his body and heart, Damon had managed to dodge and escape, rolling to the slide and turning BloodReaper into Sythe form, holding it defensively.

The man once again vanished into nothingness, and Damon was unable to sense him in this state or form. Once again, as Damon was slowly walking around, the man's maniacal voice echoed out,

"My name is Fenix, the Reaper of Extinction!"