The black screen descended slowly onto the open fields, dust and dirt were sent flying violently to the nearby surrounding.
The villagers and refugees stared at the massive black mirror with wide eyes, their jaws hung open, their minds raced through countless thoughts and conclusions to what kind this artifact could be.
Roy immediately went inside the mirror, his vission blurred as he was being sucked in, then appeared at the center of the village, now covered in walls and and depictions of him on large pillars.
He strode toward the outskirts of the village, his pace unhurried like a kid who did not care how angry his parents were after returning home late.
Yom Euni, the most open minded of them all, not including Bah Long and Sor Sogon, immediately guessed that Lord Zudra was now going to show the true strength of his power.
She whispered onto a nearby woman, the kind of whisper that only gossiping women could hear.
The woman understood, she whispered it onto the next woman, then the next, then the next and so on.
Whispers spread toward the massive croud, first came from the altar servers, some sharp hearing figure glimpsed a fraction on that gossip and spread them onto the villagers, then onto the refugees, then until every person of the village fall into silent whisper.
Roy arrived at the scene, surprised of everyone's expressions despite seeing such a massive unknown object appearing from the sky.
He did not paid it much attention, instead, he cleared his throat, lifted his head slightly, then spoke in a loud, piercing tone that traveled across every pair of ears.
The villagers and refugees straightened their backs, turning their heads so fast their necks almost dislocated.
Roy spoke, sweeping his gaze onto the countless masses dotting the fields.
"You wanted to see how powerful I am," Roy said, his voice loud and steady, " I will now show you, the true strength of my power."
He squated, compressed his leg muscles tightly and sprang up onto the sky.
Roy jumped several meters above the ground and landed at the standing, rectangular-shaped dark mirror, and pressed a thin button the size of a line of blocks.
The black mirror let up, now turning into a bright, white screen.
Roy jumped down, landing firmly on the ground with a loud thud, dust covered his figure as his feet were buried onto the ground after jumping several meters high.
He walked toward the edge of the screen, where a triangular-shaped white button appeared, alongside a very long, straight white line.
Roy pressed the button, and the image moved, the video was playing.
Yom Euni, the altar servers, and the thousands of people's jaw dropped onto the ground.
The screen depicted a majestic, divine figure that resembled Roy's face.
On the screen, Roy was facing a large army of demons, he wielded two great divine swords, and an armor that radiated divinity and Immortality.
Yom Euni, alongside equally stunned villagers, felt cold sweat pouring down from the backs, their faces went pale after seeing the tens of millions of demons charging and roaring straight toward Roy.
But hope wasn't completely drained, they knew how powerful Lord Zudra was, they saw him cut down hundreds of armored soldiers with ease, lifting objects weighing hundreds of tons that none could even budge, surely, this lowly demons could not match.
They saw Roy charging straight onto the demon army.
He lifted his arm and swung his divine sword, the force of the slash was so strong it caused cracks to violently shatter the earth as demons were shredded into thin slices like chopped meat.
Within just a short time, thousands of demons were piled up like a mountain as countless more demons were jumping and swinging their sharp claws at Roy, but the claws could never take a serious hit until they were cut down and were added onto the pile.
Millions of bodies littered the field, mountains of demons were piled up so high it could cause a massive outbreak of diseases that could infect an entire country within days, thankfully, the war happened in hell, and demon corpses could not truly spread any viruses or germs, and more importantly, it was ai.
In a matter of minutes, the demon army was wiped out, only Roy and the demon Lord were the only ones left standing, facing, calculating, blocking and attacking at the same time.
Then, Roy raised his dual blades, and casted a spell.
A bright, blurring light appeared on the sky and strucked the demon lord down.
The demon army was wiped out, the demon lord dead, and Roy walked out victorious.
Roy's majestic attire, the kind that radiated both divinity and Immortality, the kind that even his presence could shatter the fabric of space and time, now covered in blood.
His dual divine blades were painted red, his shining, bright armor littered with scratches and scars, his face ruined with the scent of slaughter and bloodshed.
With that, the video ended.
Yom Euni, the altar servers, the newly appointed ministers, the newly arrived refugees and the villagers all fell silent.
Seconds flew, then minutes, but the silence still unbroken.
Roy sensed the tension and spoke first, breaking the stunned expressions of people who had just watched an entire army, numbering up to millions, were slaughtered by a single person, or more precisely, a God.
Roy spoke, his voice loud, casual, almost reassuring.
"Now you know my true power," Roy said, spreading his hands slightly as if gesturing that everything they had just watched was not true, but explaining such things like ai or editing would not truly make sense unto people who did not even invented any signs of modern technology.
He waved his hand, and walked slowly toward the mirror's entrance.
The villagers watched his fading figure, still unsure whether the God in front of them was the same one who had massacred an entire army of demons.
Still, all reached the same conclusion.
Lord Zudra truly is powerful.