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After Badr's overwhelming energy shattered Kuroka's illusions, she stood momentarily stunned.
The magic array she'd meticulously crafted had failed, dispersed by Badr's sheer, unrelenting power. She hadn't anticipated that her illusions could be undone so forcefully, nor did she understand exactly how he had done it.
In truth, Badr relied solely on his massive reserve of magical power.
Remarkably, his Sacred Demonic Power was nearing yet another breakthrough, astonishing, given how recently he'd reached his last one.Â
Ever since he'd mastered his method of automatic, continuous training, his strength had been growing at a terrifying rate, with both his physical prowess and magical reserves increasing daily.
Now, on Base, he was on the cusp of reaching a True Ultimate-Class level.
This overwhelming power was why, with the amplification of his King Sword, he could face threats like Kuroka and Bikou with such ease.
Suddenly, a golden cloud rapidly descended from the sky as Bikou, who had been sent flying moments earlier, returned to the battlefield.
Swinging his Ruyi Jingu Bang, Bikou transformed himself into a colossal warrior, wielding his staff now as an enormous battle axe.
The 72 Transformations, is it? Badr mused.
Meeting the attack with a wave of Sacred Demonic Power, Badr caught the immense axe effortlessly in his hand.
"This is the extent of your power? You're nothing like the Great Sage I imagined," Badr murmured with a slight shake of his head, visibly disappointed. This so-called "Monkey King" was a pale shadow of the figure Badr held in his mind.
Then again, Badr's disappointment was perhaps due to his own immense strength. Had he encountered this "Monkey" before becoming a devil, he might have been more impressed.
"Hahaha… I never claimed to be the original," Bikou replied, still in high spirits. "You're strong! Tell me, do you have some connection to the first Sun Wukong?"
Instead of answering, Badr released a pulse of energy that pushed Bikou back, his voice calm and indifferent. "Just a lingering thought of admiration, nothing more. This fight is over."
With that, Badr channeled a terrifying amount of magic into his King Sword, the weapon radiating a fearsome aura. Though his magical energy remained contained, the sword in his hand seemed to hum with lethal intent.
Bikou's eyes widened as he felt a searing pain in his gaze, his Fiery Eyes and Golden Vision momentarily blinded. "Not good… Kuroka, we need to retreat! We can't withstand that attack!"
Without hesitation, he grabbed Kuroka and lifted her onto his Kinto'un, the golden cloud accelerating away.
"Think you can escape?" Badr's voice rang out coldly as he raised the King Sword and swung it downward.
A silver light slashed across the air, cleaving through space itself, revealing the chaos of a spatial storm within the void.
The force of Badr's strike tore through the barrier around them, leaving the surrounding area vulnerable to the ravaging power of the void.
Beyond the barrier, the Maou sensed the disturbance, quickly noticing the disruption in the dimensional fabric surrounding the battlefield.
Meanwhile, Bikou and Kuroka fled with all their might. Despite their speed, the relentless silver light continued to slice through space in pursuit of them.
For the first time, fear flickered in Kuroka's eyes. Just then, a rift in space opened before them, and a man in a suit, glasses glinting, stepped through, wielding a sword blazing with holy energy.
Was that… a Holy Sword?
"This is where it ends, Bikou, Kuroka. The devils are already alerted to your presence. We need to leave now," the man said, swinging his sword to intercept Badr's attack.
The two energies collided, annihilating each other in a blinding explosion of force.
"Ugh…" The man in the suit coughed up blood, astonishment flashing across his face. "Incredible… this young devil's power far exceeds what Vali described."
"Arthur, are you hurt? Even with Caliburn?" Kuroka asked, surprised.
Caliburn, the most powerful of the seven Holy Swords, also known as the Sword in the Stone. And the man wielding it was none other than Arthur Pendragon, the strongest Holy Knight of humankind.
"…He's likely of Maou-level strength," Arthur muttered, his gaze fixed on Badr with a rueful smile. "To think someone so young could wield such power…"
"Well, this is truly remarkable… This guy is incredibly strong!" Bikou laughed, seemingly exhilarated by the encounter. "What a thrill, meeting a prodigy like this…"
"Let's head back to Vali. He should be nearing a breakthrough as well."
"Agreed. Well, then, Badr, we'll be going for now. But next time, I'll be stronger, and we'll have a proper fight!" Bikou called, waving with a mischievous grin.
Arthur raised Caliburn once more, slicing open another dimensional rift with ease. He, along with Bikou and Kuroka, quickly stepped through and vanished.
Badr watched them go, deciding not to pursue. Protecting Rias and Koneko was his priority now.
Moreover, he wasn't familiar with navigating the spatial storm within the void. Arthur, with Caliburn, clearly had far greater skill in spatial manipulation.
"Are you two alright?" Badr asked as he rejoined Rias and Koneko, noting their slightly pale faces.
"We're fine, thanks to you." Rias managed a faint smile, though her frustration was clear. This time, she'd been little more than a burden, unable to help at all.
"I'll take you both back."
With a gentle smile, Badr wrapped an arm around both Rias and Koneko, guiding them back to the party.
The event had been brought to an abrupt halt, as news of the Khaos Brigade attack spread quickly.Â
Several Maou approached to inquire about the details, while the Underworld's security personnel conducted assessments and reports.
Word soon spread: an SS-Class fugitive of the Khaos Brigade, the Nekoshou Kuroka, along with Bikou and Arthur Pendragon, wielder of Caliburn, had been single-handedly repelled by Badr.
The reactions were unanimous, utter shock.
This guy… he's a monster!
The younger devils attending the Rating Games couldn't hide their apprehension at the thought of facing him.
With just one appearance, Badr had cast a shadow over the entire Younger Generation…
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