Reincarnated with a lucky draw system

Chapter 487: HANDICAPPED BATTLE

But different from the previous timeline, Baal stepped in just in time.

His claws flashed forward, blocking the incoming stab with a resounding clash of raw power.

From his glowing eyes, Baal unleashed a high-concentration ray of intense light energy.

The beam lanced outward like a spear of pure brilliance, searing through the void.

The light energy struck Aaron directly in the chest. It tore a gaping hole straight through his heart, edges charred and smoking.

"Ouch. That was brutal," Aaron muttered calmly.

He stared down at the wound where his heart had been completely obliterated, blood dripping into the endless darkness.

But immediately, his heart regenerated.

Flesh knit together in a swirl of chaotic energy, sealing the hole as if it had never existed.

"Space-time destabilizer!" X activated what he now realized was his most crucial protocol.

His armor hummed louder, emitting waves that warped reality around them.

Aaron reacted swiftly.

He stretched out his hand, fingers closing around Baal’s neck in a vise-like grip.

"Urgh," Baal groaned, his voice strained and guttural.

He struggled desperately to break free, twisting his body with all his might.

But Aaron’s hold remained unyielding.

Out of sheer desperation, Baal released lightning across his skin, millions of volts crackling in wild arcs of electric fury.

But Aaron’s hand only charred slightly from the surge.

The damage healed in moments, leaving his grip as tight as ever.

Exerting raw strength, Aaron hurled Baal through the void like discarded debris.

Baal flew across the emptiness like a loose cannon, tumbling uncontrollably.

His body cut a streak through the cosmic dark.

Boom!!!!!

Baal crashed into a nearby universe along his chaotic path.

The impact shattered the entire structure, exploding in a cascade of dying stars and collapsing realities.

"You—" X reacted with cold fury, raising his armored hand to blast Aaron away.

Energy gathered in his palm, glowing ominously.

But Aaron moved faster.

He seized X’s hand mid-motion, fingers digging into the metal with effortless power.

With Draxcalibur in his other grip, he severed X’s arm clean off.

The blade sliced through alloy and circuits in a spray of sparks.

Creating two additional hands from his chaotic physique, Aaron grabbed the severed arm.

He wielded it like a makeshift bat, swinging hard.

He struck X squarely, sending the android hurtling through the void just like Baal.

X spun away, trails of damaged wiring flickering behind him.

Aaron didn’t bother pursuing X immediately.

Instead, he time-stepped back several seconds, to the moment just before Baal’s catastrophic crash.

Making precise use of his control over space, he merged the threatened universe together.

Then, he devoured it whole, absorbing its vast essence into himself.

That act propelled his universal sub-sector rank straight to five stars.

Power flooded his veins, a warm rush he noted but pushed aside for later.

Aaron placed the surge at the back of his mind.

He pointed his hands forward, focusing on the unfolding timeline.

In this adjusted reality, Baal didn’t collide with the universe.

Instead, he found himself impaled by Aaron’s outstretched hand, the strike piercing deep.

"Urgh!" Baal groaned again, the pain sharp and intentional, radiating through his core.

"Let me go!" Baal roared, his voice echoing with defiance.

He activated his sins of pride and wrath, dark energies surging.

Since he possessed both devil and demon bloodlines, the sins amplified exponentially.

His form grew more menacing, shadows twisting around him.

With his boosted strength, he threw a punch at Aaron.

The pain from his wound dulled under the sin mode’s influence, fueling his rage.

"Who are you kidding?" Aaron mocked lightly. He watched the blow approach his face, unconcerned.

Creating tendrils of blood from thin air, he seized Baal’s incoming hand.

The crimson coils wrapped tight, halting it mid-swing.

Baal stifled his pain, biting it back.

His severed arm continued forward regardless, propelled by sheer will.

The severed hand was enveloped in thick darkness.

It reformed into a shadowy appendage, merging seamlessly with the rest of Baal’s arm.

Baal’s reconstructed fist reached Aaron’s face at last.

But there was no impact.

It felt as if the hand hovered infinitely close, yet eternally unable to connect, trapped in a spatial paradox.

"You lot are embarrassing," Aaron muttered with a shake of his head. He snapped his fingers casually.

"Urgh!" Baal groaned in fresh agony. Holes riddled his body from head to toe, appearing without warning.

He hadn’t perceived the attack.

It was layered with time manipulation, blood bullets and shadow projectiles piercing him completely.

"I’ll be back," Aaron assured Baal coolly.

Then, with a casual step through the void, he appeared before X.

As usual, he rewound time slightly. He saved the universe X had crashed into from destruction, merging it safely.

And without wasting a moment, he devoured that universe too. Its essence flowed into him, a satisfying influx of raw power.

But this time, the devouring wasn’t without repercussions, if Aaron would even dignify it with that term.

A ripple echoed through the void.

"What have you done to my universe?" an angry titan roared at Aaron. His massive form loomed, frost clinging to his icy blue skin.

Aaron had ejected him from the universe beforehand.

The titan stood there, towering and furious, his breath forming clouds of freezing mist.

"Shut up," Aaron replied flatly. "What gives you the audacity to yell at me?"

He stared at the titan with half-hearted interest, his eyes scanning the creature’s form lazily.

"You little pest!" the titan bellowed. Rage distorted his craggy features.

He was the sovereign of that universe, a feared frost titan known for his absurd strength and mastery over glacial forces.

A three-star universal sub-sector rank being.

The titan made his move.

He threw a devastating blow toward Aaron, his fist coated in shattering frost.

The punch cracked the void itself. Space broke apart under the impact, only to freeze solid again in jagged, icy shards.

"Now even extras want to do too much," Aaron said, shaking his head bitterly. Disappointment colored his tone.

Holding Draxcalibur firmly, Aaron swung it a million times in a blur of motion.

Then, he sheathed the sword in a strap he created from his own flesh, wrapping it around his waist.

The titan stared at Aaron as if he had lost his mind.

His massive fist still hurtled forward, frost trailing behind.

"Huh?" the titan muttered in confusion.

His vision split into multiples, disorienting and fragmented.

Not just his eyes, every single part of his body had been severed into countless pieces.

Blood and ice sprayed in slow motion.

Aaron had sliced the titan apart in a single moment, projecting the cuts into the immediate future for flawless execution.

After severing the titan completely, Aaron stretched out his hand.

He transformed it into a gaping mouth, rows of shadowy teeth gnashing hungrily.

Greedily, the maw sucked in the titan’s remains.

It devoured him whole, essence and all, in a vortex of chaotic consumption.

His rank climbed to seven stars afterward.

The power settled into him like a familiar warmth, sharpening his senses further.

"You," Baal rasped, surprise widening his eyes.

"If you are that strong, then why aren’t we dead yet?"

He watched how effortlessly Aaron had dismantled the titan, blood still dripping from his own wounds.

"Hmm. Good question," Aaron replied with a wicked smile curling his lips. "Let’s just say, I love playing with my food."