Kadoc observed the scene, a hint of skepticism in his voice. "This was too easy. Something doesn't add up."
Ritsuka quickly raised a massive shield just in time to block a colossal blast, the force of which shook the surroundings. As the dust settled, Dushasana emerged, revealing himself once more.
Dushasana's voice was filled with disdain. "You defeated one of my clones. Impressive. But it changes nothing." He then turned his gaze to Tametomo, his tone dripping with arrogance. "Kneel before your new god."
Tametomo remained unmoved, his eyes glowing a fierce blue as he drew back his bowstring. "You're not a Greek god, a general, or part of any clan I recognize. Why should I kneel to you?"
Dushasana was momentarily taken aback. "How can a mere human—no, even a Servant—stand against me so defiantly?"
Ritsuka stepped forward, his expression resolute. "Because Tametomo is more than just a human or a machine. He's a creation of the Greek gods, a being with purpose and a sense of honor. He's more human in spirit than you are."
Dushasana's face twisted in anger and disbelief. "You dare to compare me, a divine being, to your mechanical servant?"
Ritsuka's eyes narrowed. "You may hold power, but it's clear your understanding of what it means to truly lead and earn respect is lacking."
As the tension thickened, Tametomo readied his bow, the air crackling with energy. "We don't bow to false gods. We fight for justice and for those who have been wronged. If you wish to challenge us, then face us with everything you've got."
Dushasana's frustration boiled over. "Very well. If you insist on defying me, then prepare to face the full force of my wrath!"
He began to channel his divine energy, his form growing more imposing and menacing. The ground trembled beneath him as he summoned a barrage of powerful attacks aimed at the group.
Ritsuka, ready for the challenge, raised his shield once more, while Tametomo, Arjuna, and the others prepared their respective counterattacks. The battle resumed with renewed intensity, each side unleashing their full strength.
As Dushasana's divine power clashed with Ritsuka's team's determination and skill, the outcome of this fierce confrontation remained uncertain. The struggle to restore the balance of the Lostbelt continued, with both sides fighting for their own vision of the future.
Dushasana went up in the sky, as then he set of blast of holy light, as it was ready to hit everyone Ritsuka then tryed to Minuplated the energy with his Energy minuplation, as he pulled out Albion and started to absorb some of the energy into his sword but it was too much, he needs more power he took a deep breath..
Ritsuka looked into the sun. "I hope I can turn back, time to use sun mage crafts"
As then Ritsuka turned into his God shift transformation everyone was sent flying, as standing there was Ritsuka his God shift has changed, his spiky red hair has become a crimson his Golden eye glowed with power, and his blue eyes Glows with the fear of the sky, the red marks on his body were bigger and much thicker, as his Demon Commander Mystic coded almost can't handle the energy, as Ritsuka looked at the sun the sun in this Almost was must stronger then the one in proper human history, and he knew he learnt of when he first came to this lost belt and so did everyone in his group.
Ritsuka just absorbed the energy as it turned into a ball as he ate it. "Will this is first".
Dushasana hovered in the sky, his shock barely concealed as he watched Ritsuka's transformation unfold. His holy light attacks, intended to obliterate Ritsuka and his companions, now seemed futile as Ritsuka stood in his God Shift form, absorbing and manipulating the intense solar energy around him.
Ritsuka took in the blazing power of the sun, now a stronger entity in this Lostbelt than it was in proper human history. His new form radiated immense heat and divine energy, the air around him shimmering with the pressure of his presence. His crimson hair fluttered, the golden and blue glow in his eyes burning with both power and resolve.
Dushasana's voice cracked as he tried to comprehend what stood before him. "You… you are descended from Karna himself. But why, why do you fight against your own kind? Why not join us in creating this new world?"
Ritsuka, holding the ball of solar energy in his hand, crushed it effortlessly, causing waves of light to ripple through the sky. His voice was calm but carried a warning edge. "You may claim divine power, but you are nothing more than a puppet to a false destiny. I come from proper human history, a place where humanity chooses its own fate. You and your so-called 'new gods' are nothing but an aberration."
Dushasana's frustration morphed into anger, his pride wounded. "You dare speak of destiny when your fate was meant to be with us! Karna's blood runs through your veins, but you deny it!"
Ritsuka's eyes gleamed with defiance as he stepped forward, the ground cracking beneath him from the sheer energy he now radiated. "My blood may be that of Karna, but I walk my own path. You and your false gods? You will learn that the strength of human resolve and willpower is stronger than any divine decree."
In a flash, Ritsuka shot up into the sky, his body burning with the power of the sun. His sword, Albion, now crackling with energy, was raised high as the aura around him intensified. With one swift motion, he swung the blade toward Dushasana, unleashing a massive wave of solar fire.
The sky ignited, a storm of fiery light cascading toward Dushasana. He barely had time to react, raising his own divine shield to block the onslaught. But the power behind Ritsuka's attack was overwhelming. It wasn't just solar energy—it was fueled by the sheer will of someone who had walked through countless battles, someone who had defied gods and kings alike.
Dushasana gritted his teeth as the heat seared through his defenses. "Impossible… this strength…!"
Ritsuka, his voice now filled with authority, called out, "This is your last warning, Dushasana. Abandon your claim to divinity, or I will burn this false Lostbelt to ashes."
Tametomo, Arjuna, and the others watched in awe from below as Ritsuka stood in the sky, his figure a blazing beacon of hope and strength. This was no longer the Ritsuka they knew—this was a warrior who had fully embraced his potential, the God Shift form bringing him closer to the divine.
Dushasana, bruised and furious, roared back, his pride refusing to yield. "You may have power, but I am a god of this world! You cannot stop what has already been written!"
With a surge of divine energy, Dushasana prepared to strike back, his form glowing with an intense light. But Ritsuka was ready. With Albion in hand, his resolve unwavering, he met Dushasana's attack head-on.
The clash of divine powers sent shockwaves through the Lostbelt, but it was clear—Ritsuka wasn't fighting to win for himself. He was fighting for the future of proper human history, for those who had entrusted him with their hopes, and for the strength of humanity itself.
As their battle continued, the outcome would determine the fate of the Lostbelt and the future of humanity.
Ritsuka then came up in front of Dushasana as he slammed him to try ground, Dushasana got up as then he sae Ddrake and Binah then moved to attack him, the Shadow Dragon and started to attck him Dushasana got uo ans then used his full divity and destroyed the shadow snake and dragon, as then he was kicked away by Ritsuka as Ritsuka just moved hin light speed using Albion to strike Dushasana donw as then Dushasana used his own weapon to block the attack before he punched away Ritsuka, as then he saw more shadow shoulder and monsters
Dushasana just looked at them. "How many of these damn shadow are there"
Dushasana, struggling to keep his footing after the relentless onslaught, snarled in frustration as he was bombarded by Ritsuka's powerful shadow summons. The battlefield was now teeming with shadow soldiers and creatures, all converging on him from every angle. His divine aura flared as he obliterated one after another, but they just kept coming, like an unstoppable wave of darkness.
He barely had time to react before Marie Alter appeared in a flash of black energy, her expression cold and determined as she summoned her shadow arm, a swirling mass of dark energy shaped like a blade. With a swift motion, she slashed through the air, sending a torrent of destructive power toward him. The blast collided with Dushasana, sending him crashing into the ground with a thunderous impact.
Dushasana coughed, blood trickling from his mouth as he slowly pushed himself up, glaring at the Servant before him. "You... how can you possess such strength?" His voice was strained, disbelief written on his face. He had underestimated these enemies—every time he thought he had the upper hand, they revealed yet another formidable ally, another devastating power.
Marie Alter, her expression unwavering, stepped forward, her shadow arm crackling with energy. "I serve my beloved Ritsuka, and under his command, my powers are limitless. These shadows you see? They are but an extension of my will. As long as I stand by his side, these summons are infinite. You face not just me, but an endless army of darkness."
Ritsuka, now standing beside Marie Alter, wiped the blood from his lip where Dushasana had punched him earlier. His presence radiated strength and authority as he calmly approached Dushasana, Albion gleaming with the energy it had absorbed from the sun.
Dushasana spat in frustration, his eyes darting between Ritsuka, Marie Alter, and the ever-growing army of shadows around him. "You're nothing more than pretenders! Shadows of proper gods, wielding false power!"
Ritsuka's golden eye glinted as he met Dushasana's gaze. "Power is not something that's bestowed. It's earned. And we've earned it by fighting for humanity, for proper human history. You may claim divine status, but your reign ends here."
In a blur of motion, Ritsuka dashed forward again, Albion raised high. Dushasana raised his weapon to block, but the force behind Ritsuka's attack was overwhelming. Their blades clashed, sparks flying as the two locked in a deadly struggle. Dushasana grunted, trying to hold his ground, but the sheer force of Ritsuka's strikes was wearing him down.
And then, as if things couldn't get worse for Dushasana, more of Ritsuka's allies emerged. Binah, with a Amry of shadow snake, roared as she sent another wave of dark energy toward him, while Ddrake appeared with her own army of Dragon's, unleashing a barrage of spectral attack that disrupted Dushasana's focus.
"How many of these damn shadows are there?!" Dushasana roared in frustration, struggling to fend off the endless waves of attacks. His divine energy flared once more as he unleashed a powerful blast, obliterating the nearest shadow creatures, but it was a temporary respite. More shadows formed, rising from the ground like an unrelenting tide.
Marie Alter smirked, watching Dushasana's desperation grow. "Your strength may be great, but you're standing against the unstoppable. My beloved Ritsuka has brought together forces that transcend mere divinity. We fight not for ourselves, but for a cause greater than any one god."
Ritsuka, his form still brimming with solar energy, stood tall, unmoved by Dushasana's struggles. "This Lostbelt doesn't belong here. And neither do you. We'll tear down this false reality and restore the proper history, no matter how many self-proclaimed gods stand in our way."
With that, Ritsuka launched another powerful strike with Albion, and this time, Dushasana's defenses faltered. The blade broke through his guard, sending him staggering back. The shadows surged forward, overwhelming him as Marie Alter's shadow arm shot out, delivering a powerful blow that sent him crashing into the ground.
Breathing heavily, Dushasana lay battered and bruised, struggling to rise. He had underestimated his opponents, thinking them mere mortals. But they had proven to be far more than that. As he looked up, his vision blurred, he saw Ritsuka standing over him, his expression resolute.
"You lost because you fought for the wrong cause," Ritsuka said, his voice steady. "This world, this false history, isn't where you belong."
With one final strike, Ritsuka brought Albion down, and the battlefield was engulfed in light as Dushasana's form disintegrated, consumed by the overwhelming power of Ritsuka's sun magecraft and the shadows that fought alongside him.
As the dust settled, the battlefield grew quiet, save for the crackling of energy dissipating in the air. The others—Mash, Kadoc, Ophelia, and the rest—regrouped around Ritsuka, breathing sighs of relief. The battle had been intense, but they had triumphed.
Marie Alter stepped forward, her shadow arm retracting as she looked at Ritsuka with a soft smile. "My beloved, once again, we've emerged victorious."
Ritsuka nodded, his God Shift slowly receding, his form returning to normal. "This isn't over yet. There are still more enemies, more gods, waiting for us in this Lostbelt. But together, we'll face them all."
The group stood united, knowing that their journey was far from finished. But with Ritsuka leading them, and the strength of their bonds, they were ready for whatever challenges lay ahead.
Dushasana got back in as he tyre to attck Marie alter as then his hand was stopped by Ritsuka galring death on him
As Dushasana struggled to free his hand from Ritsuka's iron grip, he could feel the overwhelming power radiating from him—an unstoppable force that seemed to shake the very air around them. Ritsuka's eyes, glowing with an intense, fiery light, locked onto Dushasana, his expression filled with a cold fury. The draconic energy within Ritsuka was palpable, swirling and coiling around him like a living, sentient flame.
Dushasana's bravado faltered as he realized the sheer magnitude of the power before him. His body trembled as he stared into the depths of Ritsuka's blazing eyes, the fear finally settling in.
Ritsuka's voice echoed, deeper and more menacing, resonating with an ancient and terrifying draconic tone. "You won't hurt her. You won't hurt anyone who stands by me. Your time is over, Dushasana. So die."
As Ritsuka opened his mouth, a swirling vortex of fire, energy, heat, and blinding light began to form. The immense heat emanating from the swirling mass of energy was almost unbearable, even for Dushasana. It was the concentrated power of the sun itself, mixed with the primal energy of dragons—a force of nature so intense it could burn through anything.
The others watched in awe and terror as the energy swelled, ready to be unleashed.
"Ritsuka...!" Marie Alter called out softly, her voice filled with a mix of concern and admiration. She could feel the sheer destructive power building up, and even though she knew Dushasana deserved this, she couldn't help but feel the intensity of Ritsuka's protective rage.
Dushasana's eyes widened in sheer panic, but before he could even react, Ritsuka unleashed the devastating attack. The fiery vortex shot forward, engulfing Dushasana completely. The world around them seemed to shake as the flames roared to life, obliterating everything in their path. Dushasana's screams were drowned out by the inferno, his body disintegrating into nothingness under the sheer, unrelenting force of the attack.
The light was so intense that for a moment, it seemed like the sun itself had descended upon the battlefield. The others shielded their eyes from the blinding radiance, the heat brushing against their skin even from a distance. The ground beneath them cracked and scorched, leaving a searing mark where Dushasana had once stood.
And then, in an instant, it was over. The flames dissipated, leaving only smoldering ash where Dushasana had been. There was no trace left of him—nothing but the charred remains of the earth and the overwhelming silence that followed.
Ritsuka stood still, his breathing heavy but controlled, the draconic power within him slowly receding. His eyes returned to their normal hue as the glow faded, leaving him standing resolutely among his comrades.
Marie Alter stepped forward, her eyes filled with admiration and gratitude as she gently placed a hand on Ritsuka's arm. "My beloved... you protected me again."
Ritsuka turned to her, his expression softening. "I won't let anyone hurt you. Not now, not ever."
The others slowly gathered around them, the tension finally easing as they realized the battle was truly over. Kadoc let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding, while Mash smiled softly, proud of Ritsuka's unwavering strength.
Ophelia shook her head in disbelief. "He just erased him... completely."
Bhima and Arjuna, both witnesses to the immense power Ritsuka had just unleashed, exchanged glances. Bhima clenched his fists. "That... was the end he deserved. No mercy for traitors."
Arjuna, though silent, nodded in agreement. He had seen Dushasana's arrogance and cruelty in life and now in this Lostbelt. Ritsuka had done what needed to be done.
Ritsuka, calming his breath, looked at his companions. "This isn't over yet. There are still more gods out there, more of these Kaurava survivors who've absorbed divinity. We need to be ready for anything."
Marie Alter nodded, her determination as fierce as ever. "We will stand by your side, no matter the cost."
With renewed resolve, the group prepared to move forward. The battle against the gods of this Lostbelt was far from finished, but with Ritsuka at the helm, and the strength of his allies—his lovers, friends, and comrades—there was no force they couldn't face together.
To be continued
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