The Supreme Satanic System

After deviating from the pouring hot lava, Damien said, "Oh, interesting! That technique is one of a kind." while ignoring King Dashub, the attacker. 

Since his opponent evinced no interest in fighting him, this attitude further aggravated King Dashub. 'Argh, you dare to ignore me. Then I will help you become the fertilizer of this place.' With that thought, he began chanting a new technique, and the next thing, a thick purple lightning bolt manifested around his body, some twirling around his hammer and the red blade. Leaping about a meter in the air, he made a slicing motion with his two weapons in a criss-cross manner, and sent out two zig-zag purple electricity, wrapping around each other as two snakes materialized in the air. They looked lifelike even though they were just some manifestation of his Purple Lightning Energy. 

Like a spinning arrow, the double purple lightning snakes darted toward Damien at a breathtaking speed. "Let's see if you can still ignore me." King Dashub muttered under his breath. 

Sadly, Damien still didn't bat an eye on him. Just like before, he raised his left hand and caught double purple electric snakes effortlessly.

"What the hell?!" King Dashub exclaimed, feeling perplexed about seeing something that he deemed impossible. "He caught my Purple Dual Dragon Snakes with his bare hand. How is this even possible?"

At first, Damien thought about absorbing the Purple lightning. But, after sensing it was not pure enough, he frowned and tossed it back. "Huh! What a lousy Lightning Elemental Skill! Since I don't need it, I'll return it to you." Like a bullet, it skewered through the air blankets with a sonic boom and appeared before the king.

King Dashub reflexively, blocked with his two weapons criss-cross. Kaboom! Along with a loud explosion, it sent him flying away into the air. A trail of bloody mist could be seen as his body was projected into the air, mostly puked out and crashed at the edge of the southern wall. 

"Alright, the annoying fly has been slapped away. Now, now, let's see if you can further invoke my interest." Damien said in a thick accent.

Ashbee, the Prime Minister, first scanned for his king, and after realizing Dashub was still okay even though he was knocked out on the ground, he made a sign of relief. He wasn't rushing to attack his opponent as he was still observing the giant in disguise.

"Aren't you planning to fight me?" asked Damien.

"Hmm, judging by your ascent and your magnificent features. All I could say is, you don't belong in this world. So say, who are you, and why are you here in the first place? Don't you know outsiders are not welcome in this world?" Instead of replying to his provocation, Old Ashbee started asking questions.

His perfect deduction enthralled Damien. So he responded, "Stop spouting nonsense and fight me." However, inside he thought, 'How the hell did he guess correctly?'

"As I said so, there are dragons, phoenixes, dark fiends, and many other magical things living in this world. And we dwarves are the only humanoid here. So, now tell me who are you? And why are you interfering with our dwarves' affairs?" Ashbee asked again, squinting his eyes. He was in a relaxed pose, not something someone would have acted before a fight.

Ignoring him, Damien asked telepathically in his head, "Cynthia, are you ready to show me his status?"

"Right away," Cynthia responded. "Here it is," 

Ding! With a soft dinging sound, a notification flashed in his mind, which Damien checked.

[ Target Y Scanning Completed! ]

[ Species: Homo Homo Sapien. Tracing 99.999% genetic sequence akin to that of humans back on earth!  Showing signs of genetic dwarfism because of long evolution under the influence of this high-gravity planet!] 

[Bone age: 567 Earth Gregorian Years]

[Energy level: 501]

And a good deal of other information flooded his mind. Unlike the previous one, this one was more detailed as Cynthia, the guardian herself, did it manually.

"Ooof! He's literally the strongest person I've ever encountered until now. Hahaha, this is great." 

Laughing cheekily, Damien whispered, as the prospect of thinking about fighting the dwarf enthralled him. Without further ado, a black, dull-looking katana appeared in his hand and he raised it and made a swift slash in the air. Corresponding to this attack, a hair-thin, white curvy sword energy generated out of the black katana and swiftly darted toward Ashbee, who was acting as cool as a cucumber.

Ashbee waved his hand, sending out a plume of Purple Lightning Bolt. Sizzling, it bolted at a breathtaking speed and blocked the incoming curvy sword. Puff! Both of the attacks exploded just like the blasting of an air balloon. A miniature version of a mushroom cloud appeared in the point of interest, which dissipated in the next instant.

"You're indeed strong," said Ashbee calmly, complimenting his opponent. "And I believe my King has made some poor decision to come here. That, I can vouch for him… Can we settle this without shedding more blood?" All this time, he'd been observing with his Transcendence Sucking Seventh Sense and all he got was Dark Gray Hue surrounding the disguised figure. This phenomenon rarely happened as this was another level, the god level. So, he wished to end the situation without further deteriorating. 

"Too bad, he came directly into my dear Apprentice's home in the middle of the night, and that too with full of naked hostility. Plus, my apprentice has already slaughtered a lot of your soldiers and most importantly, I've already thrashed away your King. So," Damien responded. "No!" The next thing, he moved forward, disappeared, and reappeared with his katana slashing horizontally for Ashbee's neck.

The great dwarf moved sideways dodging the attack gracefully. Damien continued his next barrage of attacks from every intricate position which the former continued dodging successfully. Ashbee practically floated, gliding smoothly on the ground as if gravity didn't work on him. 

"If you're all set on coursing this path, then I can assure you; that this must be your biggest mistake." Speaking sternly, Ashbee made a clawing motion in the air. As a consequence, five clapping bolts of lightning in purple manifested and skimmed toward the aggressive Damien… (please, stay tuned!)