Danilo couldn't believe what he saw on his panel.
Just remembering that, only yesterday, when he entered the Divine Domain and received the Heart of the Sword of class F, the fear and helplessness of not being strong enough to protect his family had almost completely vanished.
When he looked around and saw the recognition in the eyes of those ancient monsters, satisfaction washed over him. Apparently, the Mark of the Chosen must be something truly majestic — otherwise, they wouldn't look at him that way.
When they saw the Primordial Sword, what they felt was fear and disgust.
But before the Mark of the Chosen, all that remained was admiration.
Danilo crossed his arms and gave them a half-smile.
"Looking at you all now... the Left Arm must be far more peculiar and majestic than it looks, huh?" he asked, trying to probe.
The Atomic Dragon Woman raised her eyebrows.
"Left arm?" she repeated, surprised.
When she saw the tattoo lodged on his arm, she didn't want to believe it at first.
But now… there was no denying it.
Adam also seemed shocked.
"But why the left arm?" he asked, confused. "The last time the Left Arm emerged was during the rebellion and the creation of Hell. With—"
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Adam's words began to distort. Danilo could only see error codes, disconnected sounds — as if reality itself had short-circuited.
He frowned. The five of them were still speaking among themselves, but — for some reason — he couldn't understand a thing.
He looked at the Amazon Bitch, still held by the Golden Raven Beauty, and her confused expression revealed she was in the same situation.
Neither of them could hear what those elders were saying so seriously.
Danilo felt annoyed. They were obviously talking about him, yet the very person involved wasn't allowed to listen.
But one thing cheered him up: the timer had started counting again.
– 57:35 +02:25
Only two minutes left.
In just two more minutes, he'd be gone from this damn place — where even an ant looked down on him like he was one of them.
"Just a little longer," he thought. "Soon I'll leave this shitty place. Just two more minutes."
Or so he thought... until the timer stopped again.
"What the hell?" he thought, frowning.
He looked at the ancient monsters, more specifically at the Dragon Woman — and saw the triumphant look on her face. In that instant, his good mood evaporated.
"Shit! I forgot... that beautiful woman can read minds," he thought.
Danilo wasn't stupid. He wouldn't provoke such a being. Even though he had obtained great power, compared to those monsters, he was smaller than a bacterium.
They continued talking for what felt like forever.
By Danilo's estimate, nearly an hour had passed already.
If he were in the Land of Opportunity, he'd be splitting the rewards with his family by now. Just thinking of their reaction — the two treasure chests, the rainbow glow — made him smile.
They'd definitely be thrilled.
He looked at the Amazon Bitch again, and rage surged inside him.
Intermediate Neutral Zone.
He didn't know this place. He didn't even know what the hell it really was.
But he swore that sooner or later, he'd go there — and massacre every single one of them.
All who took part in that damned ceremony would die.
He remembered the voice that had forced him to step through the portal to the twelfth floor.
Even though that had always been his intention, being forced to lose control of his own body pissed him off.
Judging by her voice, she must be a beauty — and obviously an enemy of that Amazon.
Otherwise, why would she send him to such a dangerous place?
Still, he couldn't help but feel a strange gratitude.
If she hadn't used her power to push him into that portal, maybe he wouldn't have had the courage to jump at that moment.
The aura that portal gave off was terrifying.
So, in a way, she'd helped him.
"As repayment... I'll make her my personal little bitch," he thought coldly.
Even that Amazon Bitch — before killing her, he'd make her his too.
And when he grew tired of her, he'd kill her.
But first, she would feel the pain of losing everyone she loved.
Danilo didn't notice, but the Primordial Sword's evil influence was slowly shaping his thoughts.
"Maybe I'll even have a threesome with both of them," he thought sarcastically.
"I'll subdue them, make them bear my descendants, and expand the Chicana bloodline. Yes... from now on, I'll create the Chicana Family."
"Screw those failures from the Afonso family. I'll build my own clan — and I'll be its patriarch."
"With the Divine Domain now awakened, my power is certainly among the greatest on Earth. And I'll make this world the property of the Chicana family."
The more he thought about it, the more sense it made.
"Actually, the arrival of the Divine Domain is a blessing," he murmured.
Now that he possessed such power, there was no need to submit to that broken system anymore — a system that forced men to marry used women, to yield to a world that had long treated men as inferior.
A system that had turned into chains when it should have been a shield.
"With my power, I'll build my own force. Whoever crosses my path will meet the Creator sooner than expected."
But he also had to think of the future.
He needed heirs to expand his clan.
His mother and the girls — he couldn't imagine them marrying anytime soon.
Anyone wanting to join his family would need his approval, obviously.
He wouldn't allow just any worm in.
"If it were the old world, I'd have to endure it. But now... I have power. And I finally understand why the powerful are narcissistic and selfish — it's addictive."
Since none of them would marry soon, the burden fell on him.
The women who would be with him would need to be chosen carefully: beautiful, talented, and — most importantly — virgins.
"Women who will elevate the clan. Not used ones. If they're not, then fine — they can be MILFs. But I won't marry MILFs. Only women that I alone have touched will be worthy of marriage."
The Divine Domain was truly a blessing.
Thanks to it, he'd freed himself from many burdens of the past.
For a brief moment, he remembered a girl he had once loved — one who had chosen another path. The memory hurt.
"All the women of my clan will be chosen by merit," he thought.
Then, unintentionally, he began to laugh.
Silence fell.
Everyone was staring at him strangely.
The Amazon, now healed but still in the Golden Raven Beauty's arms, looked at him with more hatred than ever.
"What could've happened?" he wondered.
Then a thought struck him, and he looked toward the Dragon Woman.
"Oops! I accidentally projected your thoughts for everyone to hear. My bad," she said, her voice dripping with false apologies.
"Everyone... everyone heard what I was thinking," he realized, looking around.
Embarrassment flooded him.
"Damn it!"