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ANATA SHIKAWA VS VICE LEADER of Marinabad Attack Force
"Your efforts are fruitless, Miyo Sikhasu," Anata declared, her voice cutting through the tense air.
"Huff-huff, you don't know wh-when the tables will turn," Miyo wheezed, blood dripping from his mouth. "Shikawa Anata or I-I shall say—"
"It doesn't matter if you know who I am or not. Good or evil, decide for yourself, as I will be beheading you," Anata replied, her tone icy and resolute.
"No, not so easily, Miss Anata Shikawa," Miyo said, a smirk forming on his bloodied lips.
"So you still have some tricks up your sleeves. Either way, it doesn't matter to me," Anata said, lifting her sword.
"Chinoken: Final Form" "Leis-tung Friebe!!!" Miyo cried, his voice filled with desperation.
"So you did have something to engage me, huh? Throughout this world of blades and swords, I never met someone of your calibre unlocking their true sword or even its final form. I must commend you," Anata said, her eyes fixed on Miyo as he unleashed his sword's final form.
"A-N-A-T-A S-H-I-K-A-W-A," Miyo dashed toward Anata with newfound vigor.
"Is this it, huh?" Anata asked, her voice calm.
"I WILL SHOW YOU THE REAL HELL. SHIKAWAAAA" "SAIGO NO JIGOKUUUUU" Miyo chanted, his voice eerily calm.
"What's this? A barrier. But how do you?" Anata's eyes widened as Miyo's final form released a barrier with a temperature matching that of the sun, capable of burning the entire area in moments.
"I shall now reveal who I am," Miyo declared, tearing off his skin to reveal his true form.
"D-D-DAGON? What are you?" Anata was shocked to see a mysterious figure covered in hellfire.
"Quiet, Anata. I'm not your friend, as I'm here as a representative of Gobiemo Sangrieto. I'm the Chief Executive Staff and the fifth in command. I'm here to convey a message," Dagon, who had disguised himself as Miyo, said.
"It is not like I'm not going to kill you, Dagon," Anata retorted, her grip tightening on her sword.
"You and I both know you don't have enough power to defeat me, let alone behead me, Anata. So hear me out: my master and the President of Gobiemo Sangrieto have declared war against the Union of Nations. Sadly, the allegations against the Union of Nations and its preceding organization are true after all. The UoN is our true enemy," Dagon said, his eyes filled with a mix of fear and determination.
"What?" Anata didn't expect this revelation.
"As you already know, the third-dimensional war is over. The three dimensions are now seeking another war," Dagon continued.
"Three!??" Anata asked, her confusion growing.
"Yes, three. And the group from the third dimension is none other than the Union of Nations. Even the Ajikage have started to move. With all these massive concentrations of power, there is no one to protect the citizens. Thus, Gobiemo Sangrieto will destroy the UoN's era and establish a new era," Dagon explained.
"How are you so sure?" Anata asked, her voice steady.
"It is pretty obvious. The era of nations coming together for peace is not new. It is just that UoN is modern. What do you think is common in every generation's union?" Dagon asked.
"I don't know," Anata admitted.
"The common factor in all these generational organizations is the top executive posts. I believe you've heard of the five grandsons and the two grandmasters of UoN. Why do you think they never changed the top executive?" Dagon asked, his voice probing.
"Maybe a legacy," Anata guessed.
"Sadly, you're fooled. The eight saints who established this organization's predecessor, Monde Uni, 800 years ago became the five grandsons and two grandmasters of the organization," Dagon was interrupted by Anata.
"Wait, if there were eight saints, then who is the eighth one?" Anata asked, her curiosity piqued.
"He is the mastermind of this mess. He lives to this day. His death 762 years ago was faked; not only his but all the seven saints' deaths were faked. They all live to this day as the grandsons and grandmasters of UoN," Dagon revealed.
"What in the world are you saying?" Anata dropped her sword, processing the shocking truth about the most prestigious and trusted organization in the world.
"Maybe you'll try to mark it false, but Anata, listen to me; this is exactly what the world has become. There is no time for us now. This is a critical time. If the UoN is not destroyed, we will be destroyed along with this whole planet. This is no time for us to be sitting around and fighting," Dagon said urgently.
"Uhm b-but—" Anata stammered, struggling to comprehend.
"Anata, even as we speak, the UoN is preparing for destruction. If what I've heard is correct, then we have very little time that is dwindling," Dagon said.
"What have you heard?!" Anata demanded.
"Saar the Rifle," Dagon was interrupted.
"What about him? Sainen was fighting him," Anata said, tense with worry.
"Hell. Saar the Rifle is none other than the Dragon, the second in command of Gobiemo Sangrieto. I've heard that he has successfully made a contract with the god of war Zepta and the spirit of hatred Sosori, and he has been given divine powers directly from a god and a spirit. However, there are consequences. The barrier of the sacred trees will be destroyed, and the lost strength of the population of this planet will be restored. This human society is soon to be called a supernatural society," Dagon said with a motivated look.
"Doesn't that mean?" Anata tried to interject.
"Indeed. The strongest force in all three universes will be restored. The force that has the potential to surpass even the gods and devils will once again come to life. The lost legacy will be regained by us humans," Dagon cried out.
"Then what about the real earth? What about humanity on Earth 7?" Anata asked, her voice filled with concern.
"We'll protect them. No human or innocent will be slaughtered a second time. We are friends of the living, the rangers, the saviors who will protect the innocent and slaughter the guilty. We are the GOBIEMO SANGRIETO!!!" Dagon proclaimed.
"Then I believe it is time," Anata said confidently.
"Indeed," Dagon agreed.
"But I'm still not convinced. Thus, I'll be in this on my own, and I shall not be included as Gobiemo Sangrieto. I've found what we need exactly. I'm fed up with these conflicts. Once and for all, I'm going to end this, Dagon. After all, I've got the lost strength of Saptavansh by my side," Anata declared.
"Fine then. Everything will go on, as you say, Anata. I shall say the last thing. The conflict between Malwai and Muvah is more than what it looks like. Superiors and rulers are not so far from us, now are they? Well, we'll meet again," Dagon said, and with that, he flew away.
The intensity of the battle and the revelation of the true forces at play had taken Anata by surprise. As she stood amidst the chaos, she realized that the war was far more complex than she had imagined. The weight of her responsibility as a member of Squad B and the looming threat of the divine and supernatural forces pressed heavily on her.
With newfound determination, Anata steeled herself for the battles ahead. She knew that the fate of her world and the balance of power across the universes depended on the actions she and her allies would take. The fight against the hidden forces and the quest to protect humanity had only just begun.
MAZHIRO AKATSUMI VS THE UNIT LEADER OF Marinabad Attack Force
"BLADE STYLE: BLADE OF FLAMES" "First Form: Will of Akatsumi," Mazhiro intoned, his voice filled with determination.
"Arghhhh!" he cried out as he unleashed a wave of fire from his blade.
"You cannot win with an attack using fire," Unit Leader Zakir Sayyad said, his voice calm and confident.
"We'll see about that," Mazhiro retorted, his eyes narrowing.
"Fine then," Zakir replied, raising his own sword.
"Blade Style: Blade of Ice" "First Form: Chill," Zakir chanted.
A wave of icy energy emanated from Zakir's blade, clashing with Mazhiro's flames and neutralizing them.
"Precisely what I wanted," Mazhiro said, a smirk forming on his lips.
"Huh. What do you mean?" Zakir asked, confusion flickering in his eyes.
"Your defeat!" Mazhiro declared.
"Blade of Flames" "Akatsumi Special Form: Jigoku," he shouted.
A surge of intense heat radiated from Mazhiro's sword, transforming into a hellish blaze that enveloped Zakir.
"The hell—" Zakir's words were cut off as he was engulfed by the flames, his body searing under the intense heat.
Mazhiro watched as Zakir fell, burned by the overwhelming power of his special attack. "What a pain," he muttered, turning away from the battleground.
Trrng… Trrng… Mazhiro's communicator rang.
"Ho-Ho- Who's this?" Mazhiro answered, still catching his breath.
"It is me, Anata," a familiar voice replied from the other side.
"Oi Anata, have you dealt with the vice leader?" Mazhiro asked, his tone lightening.
"Yes," Anata confirmed.
"Good to hear that. Is there anything else you need help with?" Mazhiro inquired.
"Hear me out. Sainen, Sukheer, Shailya, Elva, Armeet, you, and me—we all have to end this within the next 12 minutes and meet at the Pole of Cooperation. I've already informed the others. Hurry now. We have some stronger enemies to fight," Anata instructed, her voice urgent.
"What do you—" Mazhiro began, but Anata cut him off.
"Nothing. Meet you there," Anata said, and the line went dead.
"I don't know what is going on, but I believe I have to hurry there," Mazhiro said to himself.
With resolve burning in his eyes, Mazhiro sprinted towards the Pole of Cooperation in the east, his mind racing with thoughts of the battles yet to come.
As Mazhiro dashed towards the Pole of Cooperation, the intensity of the battle reached its peak. The sky darkened, and the ground trembled with the energy of the combatants. The air was thick with the scent of smoke and the echoes of clashing blades.
Meanwhile, Anata stood tall, her blade gleaming with the resolve of a true warrior. She had faced and conquered the vice leader, but she knew that greater challenges awaited her and her comrades. Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of approaching footsteps.
"Sainen, Sukheer, Shailya, Elva, Armeet—everyone is here," she thought, relief washing over her.
Mazhiro arrived, his eyes locking with Anata's. "Ready?" he asked, his voice steady.
"Ready," Anata affirmed, her grip tightening on her sword.
The members of Squad B gathered, their combined strength a formidable force. They knew that the battles ahead would test their limits, but they were united in their mission to protect their world and uphold their legacy.
As they moved forward, the echoes of their struggle would resonate through the annals of history, a testament to their bravery and sacrifice. The fight against the hidden forces and the quest to protect humanity had only just begun.
With the future of their world hanging in the balance, the heroes of Malwai stood ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. The battle was far from over, but their resolve was unbreakable.
SHAILYA MAHORAGA vs. VANGE – Minutes Earlier
"Oi Mahoraga. I'm not here to fight. Don't take me as your enemy," Vange said, his tone calm but his eyes filled with a hidden intensity.
"Oh, is it like this? I see. So who are you?" Shailya asked, suspicion evident in his voice.
"I'm Vange, the revolutionary," Vange replied, his expression unyielding.
"I was not asking for your name," Shailya retorted, his eyes narrowing.
"Actually, generally, my name should have been enough, but if this is not the case, then I shall reveal the fact that I'm far stronger than a military commander... no, I'm as strong as your Baksha. Although the public is unaware of me, I am the Vice President of Gobiemo Sangrieto; people call me Vange the Revolutionary," Vange announced, his voice resonating with authority.
"Gobiemo Whatrieto?!" Shailya's confusion deepened.
"Hey, hey, now you don't need to pronounce it wrong. You will soon see our second-in-command dragon everywhere," Vange said, a sly smile playing on his lips.
"Is it? It's good that I don't have to fight," Shailya said, trying to mask his unease.
"Indeed," Vange replied, turning to leave, but not before locking eyes with Shailya, a silent challenge in his gaze.
Trrng…. Trrng…. Shailya's communicator rang.
"Who?!" Shailya demanded, answering the call.
"Meet me at the Cooperation Pole in the east, Shailya," Anata's voice came through, urgent and direct.
"Anata, is this you?" Shailya asked, but the line had already gone dead.
A Few Minutes Later, at the Cooperation Pole
"Is everyone here?" Anata asked, scanning the assembled group.
"I believe so," Sukheer answered, his eyes darting around.
"As per the information I've got, there is an organization claiming that UoN is the true enemy of humanity," Anata said, her voice steady and serious.
She continued, "They are correct. The enemy that we are all going to fight is none other than the Union of Nations."
"What the—" Sukheer's shock was palpable.
"I believe that too. We should destroy the UoN, but I'm not sure about Gobiemo Sangrieto," Shailya added, his voice filled with doubt.
"Gobiemo Sangrieto is an organization that came up recently, but my vision says that they are genuine. They were established a few years ago in Gobiemo, Spain," Elva chimed in, her tone confident.
"It is too weird to have powers, isn't it?" Armeet said, still trying to wrap his head around the situation.
"Indeed," Sainen agreed.
"But this is the reality. The structure of this human society has changed, and we all have some powers that will assist us in helping the innocent," Mazhiro said, his voice resolute.
"So then, Elva?" Anata prompted.
"According to my foresight, Gobiemo Sangrieto will assist us and really help us in the future," Elva said, her gaze unwavering.
"Well then," Anata said, a determined look in her eyes.
"LET'S DESTROY THE UoN HQ," all six shouted, their voices united in purpose.
In the Shadows
"It is time, master. Time to continue this game from where we left," Vange said, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
"Indeed," a loud, rough voice answered from the shadows, filled with a mix of authority and menace.
As the members of Squad B prepared for the next phase of their mission, the tension between Shailya and Vange lingered in the air. The knowledge of Gobiemo Sangrieto's true strength and their impending alliance added a layer of urgency to their actions.
Vange's departure left Shailya with a sense of unease. The cryptic hints and the silent challenge in Vange's eyes gnawed at him. He knew that this confrontation was far from over, and the stakes had never been higher.
The revelation of the Union of Nations as the true enemy shocked the group, but it also steeled their resolve. They understood that their battle was not just against Muvah, but against a far greater and insidious threat.
Anata's leadership and Elva's foresight provided the direction they needed, but the path ahead was fraught with danger and uncertainty. They had to rely on their newfound powers and trust in each other to navigate the challenges that awaited them.
As they moved forward, the echoes of their struggle would resonate through the annals of history, a testament to their bravery and sacrifice. The fight against the hidden forces and the quest to protect humanity had only just begun.
With the future of their world hanging in the balance, the heroes of Malwai stood ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. The battle was far from over, but their resolve was unbreakable.
[To be continued in Chapter 20]