With a regal air, The Great Red watched as the tension between Sirzechs and Oreki escalated, his colossal form exuding an aura of calm amidst the battle below.
As the two adversaries prepared for their impending clash, Great Red's presence loomed over the battlefield, his power transcending the mortal fray. To him, the confrontation below was but a fleeting moment in the grand tapestry of existence, a mere blip in his existence.
Yet, for now, he found joy in the theatrics unfolding before him. With a rumble of laughter that echoed across the dimensional gap, Great Red settled in to watch the spectacle unfold.
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When Oreki and Sirzechs stood at each other, Sirzechs unleashed a barrage of rapid punchers powered by his magic , his movements fueled by determination kill Oreki. Each punch and kick was aimed with deadly precision, yet Oreki met them with a calm demeanor, effortlessly parrying and dodging while launching his own counterattacks.
Sirzechs, his frustration mounting as his blows were deftly deflected, gritted his teeth and pressed on with renewed determination.
"Why did you kill them Rias and Sona?" he growled, his voice edged with frustration.
Oreki, his movements smooth and calculated, countered each of Sirzechs's strikes with precision, landing his own blows with effortless grace.
With a smirk, he replied, "Why not?" his tone dripping with sarcasm and amusement.
As the battle raged on, Oreki's strategy became apparent: always counter while hitting back. With each exchange, he seamlessly flowed from defense to offense, striking back at Sirzechs with impeccable timing.
Sirzechs, undeterred by Oreki's tactics, continued to press the attack, his determination unyielding.
"You'll pay for what you did them and I will do it as painful as possible," he declared, his voice tinged with determination.
But Oreki remained unfazed, his movements fluid and precise as he effortlessly countered each of Sirzechs's strikes.
"We'll see about that," he replied with a smirk, his sarcastic remark fueled with fury and rage Sirzechs .
As the battle raged on, it became increasingly clear that Oreki, though not fighting seriously, was still gaining the upper hand against Sirzechs. His strategy of counterattacking while hitting back kept Sirzechs on the defensive, leaving him struggling to keep up with Oreki's unpredictable movements.
As the hand-to-hand combat unfolded, Sirzechs unleashed a barrage of swift strikes, his movements fueled by determination and skill. However, Oreki's responses were effortless, his counters swift and precise as he deflected Sirzechs's attacks with ease.
With each exchange, Oreki found openings to deliver counter punches and kicks, his movements calculated and precise. "You should be grateful I killed Rias swiftly" he taunted, his voice tinged with amusement as he effortlessly evaded Sirzechs's strikes.
As the fight wore on, Oreki's boredom began to show, his interest waning in the repetitive exchange of blows. With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he decided to change tactics. With a playful grin, Oreki began to imitate a technique he had seen in One Punch Man anime, mimicking Saitama's "Consecutive Normal Punches." His fists blurred as he unleashed a rapid flurry of strikes, each one landing with devastating force.
Sirzechs, caught off guard by the sudden onslaught, found himself unable to defend against the barrage of punches. He staggered backward, blood trickling from a split lip as he struggled to regain his footing.
,Grayfia's eyes widened in alarm. With a cry of concern, she rushed to his side, her movements swift and purposeful
."Sirzechs, are you alright?" Grayfia asked anxiously, her voice filled with worry as she surveyed his injuries.
Sirzechs winced as he touched a hand to his split lip, the taste of blood staining his fingers.
"I'll be fine, Grayfia" he reassured her, his voice strained but resolute. "Just a few scratches, nothing to worry about."
Grayfia's expression softened with relief, but concern still lingered in her eyes.
"You shouldn't push yourself too hard," she admonished gently, her voice tinged with worry.
Sirzechs offered her a reassuring smile, though it was tinged with fatigue.
"I'll be more careful next time" he promised
As Sirzechs and Grayfia shared a tender moment, their attention momentarily diverted, Serafall seized the opportunity to strike. With a flick of her wrist, she summoned forth an army of ice soldiers, each armed with frigid weapons forged from her elemental powers.
The soldiers surged forward at Serafall's command, their movements swift and relentless as they advanced toward Oreki with deadly intent.
"Really, ice soldiers?" Oreki remarked with a hint of amusement, his tone tinged with incredulity as he surveyed the fragile creations before him. With a casual flick of his wrist, he unleash the stolen magic from Grayfia, each spell crackling with raw power and intensity.
The magic surged forth in a dazzling array of colors and energies, engulfing the ice soldiers in a maelstrom of elemental fury. Fire, lightning, earth, and wind intertwined in a chaotic dance, tearing through the icy constructs with ease.
Serafall summoned a colossal ice boulder from above Oreki, the anticipation in the air crackled with tension. Oreki's eyes sparkled with excitement as he beheld the incoming threat, a mischievous grin playing on his lips.
Oreki leaped into the air, his movements fluid and effortless. As he soared upward, he brought his fist crashing down upon the massive ice boulder with incredible force, shattering it into countless fragments with a resounding impact. The resulting explosion of ice and snow filled the air, creating a spectacular display of destruction. Oreki landed gracefully on the ground below, a triumphant smirk adorning his features.
"Sirzechs, I'm going all out!" Serafall's voice rang out with determination, her eyes blazing with fierce resolve. Sirzechs, understanding the urgency of the situation, nodded in response. "Go," he replied, his voice firm and unwavering.
Oreki's nonchalant response cut through the tension like a knife. "Are you going all out now? Good job, because I'm getting bored," he remarked casually, his smirk betraying his amusement at the unfolding events.
Undeterred, Serafall unleashed her signature spell, "Celsius Cross Trigger," pouring all of her remaining magic power into the devastating technique. The air crackled with icy energy as the spell took hold, transforming the battlefield into a frozen wonderland of frost and snow.
But to everyone's surprise, Oreki emerged from the freezing onslaught unscathed, his expression unchanged save for a smug smirk. "Nice try" he taunted, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he observed Serafall's panting form.
Grayfia, sensing Serafall's dwindling magic power, sighed in resignation. "Serafall is out of commission now" .
Oreki materialized in front of the exhausted Serafall. "It's time for you to head back, Serafall-chan," he said with hint of amusement
Serafall's eyes widened in surprise at Oreki's sudden appearance. "Wha..." she began, but before she could utter another word, she vanished and transported back to the safety of the Occult Research Club room.
"I see" Sirzechs look at Oreki with sigh of relief as if understanding something after Serafall got teleported
"Are you going to go all out too, Sirzechs?" Oreki asked, his tone tinged with boredom as he prepared for the impending confrontation.
Sirzechs nodded, determination gleaming in his eyes. "I will, but..." He glanced at his wife, Grayfia, concern etched on his features. "But can you make her return home?" he implored Oreki, his voice tinged with urgency.
Before Grayfia could voice her objection, Oreki intervened "Done". With a nod, he teleported her back to the safety of the Occult Research Club room before she could protest. With Grayfia gone, Sirzechs further confirm it.
As they stood facing each other in the tense silence, Oreki couldn't help but break the tension with a teasing remark. "Come on, man, don't make me wait," he urged, a playful glint in his eyes.
Sirzechs chuckled softly, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Sorry, sorry, I thought of something funny," he admitted, his voice laced with amusement.
With a deep breath, Sirzechs unleashed his true form, the Power of Destruction surging forth in a cataclysmic display of raw power. The very air crackled with energy as the ground trembled beneath their feet, the sheer force of Sirzechs' unleashed might reverberating throughout the Realm of the Dead.
Oreki watched Sirzechs' true form took shape before him, the intensity of his demonic power radiating with an almost tangible force.
Oreki hold out his arm like he is forming a rasengan ,With a smirk playing on his lips, Oreki tapped into his authority over Space-Time, channeling his immense power to create a black hole in the palms of his hands. "I will call this the Star of Eden," he declared, paying homage to one of the divine keys from Honkai Impact 3rd.
With a flick of his wrist, Oreki hurled the black hole into the space between him and Sirzechs, the air crackling with anticipation as the void swallowed everything in its path.
"BOOM!" The black hole unleashed its gravitational pull, drawing in every ounce of destructive energy that Sirzechs had unleashed. The sheer force of the black hole's suction overwhelmed Sirzechs, draining him of his power until he could no longer maintain his true form, reverting back to his normal state.
As the black hole fulfilled its purpose, Oreki casually canceled it with a snap of his fingers, dispersing the void and restoring equilibrium to the battlefield.
Sirzechs, now returned to his normal state, met Oreki's gaze with a smirk. "Can I see Rias now?" he asked, his tone tinged with playful amusement.
Oreki's grin widened in response. "I already know that you know" he replied cryptically, his eyes twinkling with mischief. He then teleported Sirzechs back to ORC room.,
Oreki glanced up at the towering figure of Great Red, a playful smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Did you enjoy that, Great Red?" he inquired, his tone lighthearted.
Great Red's booming laughter filled the air, reverberating through the space around them. "It was a fun bout to watch" he replied, his voice rumbling like thunder. "It certainly helped to satiate my amusement"
"Then let's have a fun fight in the future" Oreki declared with a smirk, his eyes glinting mischievously.
Great Red's laughter boomed once more, resonating through the air like thunder. "It won't be fun for you because" the legendary dragon paused for emphasis, "I'll win."
Oreki responded with a knowing smile, his confidence unshaken by Great Red's bold assertion. "Sure you would" he replied cryptically, his tone tinged with amusement.
With a final nod of acknowledgment, Oreki vanished from the scene, leaving Great Red to ponder their exchange. As he teleported back to the Occult Research Club room.