Riser points to the ruins of the occult research club. "Looks like your friend is going to fight," he says to Vali with a playful tone.
Vali responds with typical arrogance. "Azazel? Let the old man have his fun. I'm after my own entertainment, and hopefully it'll involve you."
At that moment, a voice echoes in Riser's mind, coming from the system. "Host, may I speak?"
Surprised, Riser nods, allowing the system to manifest in his mind.
"Host, be cautious of Vali. Defeat him as quickly as possible before he starts using his abilities."
This intervention from the system leaves Riser concerned. The system never speaks without him asking first, and now it's taking the initiative to warn him about Vali. Riser questions the system about its sudden intervention, seeking to understand the reason behind it. "Why are you warning me about Vali? Is he really that dangerous?"
"It's not just about brute strength, host. Vali possesses unique abilities, one of which can affect the soul of his opponent. It's crucial that you're prepared to face him and defeat him as quickly as possible," the system explains, increasing Riser's concern.
Meanwhile, inside Vali's mind, Albion, the legendary white dragon, watches with pride as his host prepares for the upcoming battle. "Vali, you're underestimating Riser. He might be a more formidable opponent than you imagine," Albion warns, his voice resonating in Vali's mind.
Vali rolls his eyes, irritated with Albion's interference. "Stop worrying, Albion. I know what I'm doing," he retorts, his arrogance evident in every word.
Meanwhile, Riser ponders the options provided by the system. "How much would it cost to steal Vali's Sacred Gear?" he asks, his mind quickly formulating a strategy.
"5000 luck points," the system replies, making Riser raise an eyebrow in surprise at the high price.
However, the system offers a more affordable alternative. "You can also steal only Albion's abilities, which would cost 2500 luck points."
Steal only the abilities? Riser considers this possibility, weighing the benefits and drawbacks of this option.
"Yes, host. By stealing only the abilities, you would have all of Albion's powers without needing to have Albion in your head," the system explains.
Riser considers. "If I do that, all attention will be on me," he thinks, aware of the possible repercussions of such an action.
A sigh escapes his lips as he weighs the consequences. "There's no point in thinking now. It's all or nothing, and I want it all," Riser concludes, his determination firm in his mind.
Vali looks at Riser with a disdainful smile, his eyes sparkling with confidence. "Have you thought enough, Riser? Or are you going to continue wasting time with your doubts?"
Riser responds with an ironic laugh, his tone laden with determination. "Thinking is for the weak, Vali. I already know what to do, and you're going to regret underestimating me."
Vali smiled arrogantly, his body radiating power as he invoked his ability. "Balance Breaker," he declared, and a white armor began to envelop him slowly, emanating an intimidating aura.
"Vanishing Dragon," Albion proclaimed, his imposing voice echoing through the space. Vali's transformation was complete, his power now in full vigor.
Meanwhile, inside the cube, Issei watched in admiration. "That's the power I want to have," he murmured to himself, his eyes shining with determination.
Ddraig, the red dragon, responded in his mind with an encouraging tone. "You can also have that power, partner," he affirmed, encouraging Issei to reach his full potential.
Sona watched with concern as Riser and Vali prepared for the imminent confrontation.
"Don't worry, Sona-sama. Riser-sama is a formidable warrior and is more than prepared to face Vali," Merlin said confidently.
Sona took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves as she nodded in gratitude to Merlin. She knew she had to trust in Riser's power and determination, even in the face of such a powerful opponent as Vali.
Nana, beside Sona, echoed Merlin's words with a tone of conviction. "Merlin is right, Sona-sama. Riser-sama is the strongest, and I'm confident he'll emerge victorious in this duel."
Riser watched attentively as Vali transformed, his white armor radiating power. For a moment, he pondered the best approach to face such a formidable opponent. "It's time to show the power of the Blue Phoenix," he murmured to himself.
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Azazel, with his confident and determined posture, faced Katerea with a calm and analytical look. He was ready to defend his vision of peace and stability among the factions.
Katerea, on the other hand, radiated an aura of dark power and malice. Her eyes sparkled with the promise of destruction, her desire for chaos and domination manifesting in every move she made.
Without hesitation, Katerea unleashed a series of spells towards Azazel, each one charged with sinister energy and malicious intent. However, Azazel easily dodged them, his agility and dexterity proving superior to his opponent's attacks.
Frustration grew within Katerea as her attacks were repeatedly neutralized by Azazel. She was not accustomed to encountering such a skilled and resilient opponent, and it only fueled her fury further.
Determined to overcome Azazel, Katerea focused her energy on a more powerful spell, gathering the shadows around her into a pulsating sphere of darkness. With a cry of rage, she launched the spell towards Azazel, its destructive force promising to annihilate anything in its path.
However, Azazel was prepared. With surprising grace, he evaded the imminent attack, his sharp reflexes guiding him to safety as the sphere of darkness exploded behind him in a wave of corrupting energy.
Intrigued by the impressive power Katerea had demonstrated, Azazel decided to confront her. "What kind of power do you possess?" he asked, his voice firm and inquisitive.
Katerea smiled sinisterly, her eyes gleaming with malice. "A power that a fallen angel like you doesn't need to know," she replied enigmatically, her voice echoing with a promise of imminent danger.
Azazel arched an eyebrow, intrigued by his opponent's response. However, he knew he couldn't allow himself to be distracted by Katerea's taunting.
Azazel firmly gripped the magical dagger in his hand, feeling the pulsating power emanating from it. With a fluid movement, he raised the dagger above his head, preparing to invoke its maximum power. "Armor of the Fallen Dragon, Balance Breaker," he proclaimed, his voice resonating with authority.
Azazel's body was enveloped in a golden armor, his form transforming into something majestic and imposing. He looked at Katerea with a mocking smile, challenging her with his piercing gaze.
Unintimidated by Azazel's transformation, Katerea attempted to attack him once again, her spells launched with relentless fury. However, Azazel was ready for the challenge. Raising his spear with determination, he prepared to counter-attack.
With a swift and precise movement, Azazel hurled his spear towards Katerea, its speed and accuracy leaving her defenseless. The spear cut through the air with an audible hum, striking Katerea squarely.
Katerea's body was cleaved by Azazel's spear, her form being torn apart in an explosion of dark energy. She was consumed by the destruction, her body disappearing as if she had never existed.
Azazel observed the result of his attack with a expression of determination, his victory over Katerea finally secured. With a sigh of relief, he removed his golden armor, returning to his original form.
Meanwhile, Vali and Riser prepared for the imminent confrontation, their energies converging in an impending clash of titanic powers. Azazel turned his gaze towards them, his interest piqued by the battle about to unfold.
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