[: Daniel POV :]
Eventually, on the final and 10th Tribe, I encountered a peculiar species of monsters.
They were known as Vengeful Spiras, a hybrid of monstrous beings and dark spirits.
Their appearance was grotesque, as if their flesh and meat had yet to fully mature.
They resembled half-dead creatures, possessed by malevolent spirits.
Adorned with wide, lengthy black wings, a horn on their head, long fangs, and crimson eyes, they were indeed monsters that embodied vengeance.
We found ourselves on a desolate land, with nothing but vast emptiness surrounding us.
Apart from these monsters, there was nothing else.
Without further ado, I instructed the 3 Saintesses to stand back as I confronted these millions of monsters.
“Let’s try something different.”
I created dozens of tornadoes, aiming to sweep away all the monsters with this move.
To my surprise, it proved ineffective.
Though I didn’t panic, the situation intrigued me.
As the tornadoes attempted to sweep them away, they simply passed through the monsters’ bodies without causing any injuries.
I was baffled by this situation.
Since they were spirits, they might possess skills enabling them to pass through physical forms or have bodies naturally resistant to both physical and magical attacks.
In other words, the only way to deal with them was by using Spiritual Abilities.
Realizing this, a smile spread across my face.
Among my classes was Spirit King, which was sufficient to handle these spiritual monsters.
Nevertheless, my earlier attack had drawn their attention, and now, they were rushing toward me.
I could hear and feel their roars and killing intent.
Perhaps, I had disturbed their peace, and now they were determined to kill me.
But I wouldn’t allow that.
Taking a step back, I utilized a skill from the Spirit King class, Spirit Bomb (S).
This skill converted Mana into Spiritual Energy, creating a devastating bomb that would inflict significant damage on spirits.
Upon using the skill, a white orb materialized on my arm.
The orb then began absorbing Mana from my body, rapidly expanding in size.
With each passing second, its power intensified.
When the orb reached its max capacity and had grown big enough, I unleashed the Spirit Bomb.
With a swift motion, I hurled it towards the oncoming horde of monsters.
As the bomb landed at the center of the monsters, a moment of silence echoed in the land.
Then, in a breathtaking display, the Spirit Bomb expanded, before erupting into a cataclysmic explosion.
The shockwave rippled through the horde, disintegrating monsters and scattering remnants in all directions.
Contrary to the typical explosive spectacle of a bomb, the Spirit Bomb exploded in a unique way.
Its detonation didn’t destroy the surrounding landscape.
As the bomb was released, the very essence of their bodies and skeletal structures were incinerated and evaporated.
The destructive force of the Spirit Bomb had left no trace of their physical existence.
It reduced them to mere skeletal remnants scattered across the desolate terrain.
Yet, despite this explosion, the Spirit Bomb could only eradicated a few thousand monsters.
There were still millions of monsters to go.
However, this didn’t discourage me.
Instead, I was ready and itching for a fight.
Clutching my weapon, Ragnarok, I manipulated its form and morphed it into a deadly machine gun.
The transformation was swift, turning my weapon into a tool of mass destruction, rand I was ready to unleash a barrage of unlimited firepower.
Using a different approach, I chose not to load the bullets with Mana but, instead, a different bullet.
Using a skill from the Spirit King Class, I utilized the Spirit Bullet (S) skill, infusing each bullet within the machine gun with spiritual energy that had been converted from Mana.
The Spirit Bullet lived up to its name.
With every round fired, it carries a potent spiritual force.
It will deliver excruciating damage specifically made for spirits.
Moreover, I was confident with my stats and buffs.
Because of that, I knew that every bullet discharged from the machine gun held the potential to annihilate the approaching horde of monsters.
Grasping the transformed machine gun in my hands, I aligned its sights with the approaching horde of monsters.
Once I had the sight, I fired my first bullet.
As the Bullet had been shot, it found its mark with precision, striking the chest of my first target.
As the bullet punctured its chest, white streaks of light coursed through the monster’s veins.
It was a visual manifestation of the potent spiritual energy contained within the bullet.
In a matter of moments, the monster underwent a transformation.
It suddenly evaporated and left nothing but a faint trace of its existence.
The entire sequence unfolded in the blink of an eye.
In a mere second, a rapid succession of 10 bullets discharged from my modified machine gun.
The monsters, one by one, succumbed to the devastating effects of the Spirit Bullets, evaporating into the air.
As time passed by, the unlimited firepower continued.
With more than hundreds of monsters meeting their demise within a single minute.
Despite killing hundreds of monsters within a minute, I felt that my current pace was too slow.
Hence, I decided to increase the process.
With that, I channelled my Mana and my imagination to the my weapon.
Immediately, my weapon underwent a transformation.
It evovled into a complex array of machinery.
Dozens of guns materialized and with a simple click, a total of one thousand bullets were unleashed.
It was simply a mass of killing machine as the monsters kept evaporating from the bullet.
This was an unimaginable sight unfolding before me.
I was tirelessly unleashing unlimited bullets and obliterating monsters without stopping.
Despite the carnage that claimed hundreds of thousands of their kin, the monsters remained vengeful.
Instead of consumed by fear, the demise of their fellow creatures seemed to heighten their excitement.
It had even intensified their killing intent.
Once again, I decided to change the pace, and I reverted my weapon to a basic form, a revolver.
However, this time, a notable change occurred in its size.
Utilizing the power of gigantify, the revolver expanded to the dimensions of a building.
Despite its massive proportions, it was nothing for me considering that my strength was in millions.
It was akin to holding a stick.
Taking advantage of the altered revolver, I tossed it skyward while executing a jump.
The colossal firearm spun in the air, and as it aligned with the monstrous horde, I swiftly loaded the oversized barrel with Spirit Bullets.
The transformation in size also influenced the scale of the bullets, and with the consumption of my mana, at least 5 bullets took form within the chamber.
In a breathtaking moment, I discharged all 5 colossal Spirit Bullets toward the oncoming monsters.
The sight was indescribable.
It was a immeasurable of immense projectiles descending upon the creatures below.
The monsters, once relentless in their pursuit, now faced an unprecedented event as these colossal bullets bore down upon them.
It would no doubt be a cataclysmic impact.
Each of the colossal bullets resembled a towering building with hundreds of floors.
Due to its size, the bullets casted shadows as they descended upon the battlefield.
The sheer size of these projectiles left even the monsters momentarily stunned.
Their primal instincts momentarily overridden by the unbelievable sight unfolding above.
As the monumental bullets made contact with the ground, the impact was catastrophic.
The destructive force they carried obliterated everything in their vicinity.
It eradicated close to a million monsters with just a bullet.
However, with the synergy of the 5 colossal bullets, it became more than just destruction.
It became an Annihilation .
Their impacts synchronized and resonated, amplifying the damage inflicted on the monstrous horde.
The once-persistent creatures now found themselves engulfed in a maelstrom of annihilation.
Eventually, their forms evaporated into ethereal remnants.
The monsters, unable to comprehend the the power unleashed upon them, perished without
understanding why.
But I was aware that it wasn’t the end.
After all, their Tribe Leader had not yet made an appearance.
As I waited for its arrival, dark lights emerged in the midst of the land, manifesting into a colossal monster.
Essentially, it resembled an enlarged version of the Vengeful Spira, but I sensed an exceptionally high level of hostility directed at me.
Having annihilated its entire kin, it was evidently enraged.
“How dare you exterminate my kind, human,” its voice echoed, a blend of both male and female tones.
“For this reason, you shall die!”
It had no inclination to converse, its sole intent was to end my life.
Simultaneously, I harbored no objections to that outcome.
To confront the Tribe Leader, I decided to use a skill from the Spirit King class, Spirit King Form (S).
Upon activating the skill, a transformation enveloped around my body.
A radiant white light manifested, forming a crown atop my head, while armors of white light materialized across my entire body.
Even my trusted Ragnarok underwent a change.
It was influenced by the transformation and had reshaped itself into a majestic spear.