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In the central area of the battle space, Badr and Sairaorg arrived simultaneously.
The magical arrays used for live broadcasting captured the two of them, and the audience erupted in cheers.
Since the footage of Badr defeating a High-Class Devil had been circulated, he had gained many fans.
After all, Badr was a reincarnated devil who defeated an heir from a Maou family and was set to marry the future heir of the Gremory family. It was an inspiring story no matter how you looked at it.
Seeing Badr's arrival, Sairaorg smiled.
He turned to his [Queen] and said, "Don't intervene. This is a battle between me and him."
"Understood."
With his Queen acknowledging, Sairaorg flexed his muscles and stepped forward, issuing a challenge to Badr.
"Come on! I've been looking forward to fighting you for a long time."
Badr smiled slightly and took a step forward, his figure flashing to the center of the open space.
Whoosh!
This time, he made no attempt to conceal his power. His immense holy demonic energy surged freely, a thick aura of purple-gold enveloping his body.
"—Promotion."
With a soft whisper, Badr's aura began to skyrocket!
Facing an opponent like Sairaorg, only a serious battle would show proper respect.
The very space trembled under Badr's holy demonic energy. Invisible ripples spread wildly, and the environment seemed to distort slightly.
"Hahaha! Excellent!"
Sairaorg laughed heartily. With a stomp, he shot forward like a cannonball.
Clenching his iron fists, his magical energy was faint, but relying on his formidable physique, he broke through the interference of Badr's holy demonic energy and closed the distance.
In response, Badr also clenched his fist. The surging energy within made his fist as hard as forged steel.
He didn't dodge or evade, directly meeting Sairaorg's punch head-on!
Visibly, a white shockwave erupted from the point of impact between the two, spreading outward. The massive energy seemed unstoppable, forcing Rias and the others to retreat a considerable distance.
"Not bad! Again!"
Sairaorg laughed in delight, his iron fists creating numerous afterimages. Badr was not to be outdone, enhancing himself with holy demonic energy, trading blow for blow with Sairaorg.
When it came to physical prowess, he wouldn't concede. Since becoming a devil, he had consistently trained his body.
Before learning methods to temper his body with magic, Badr spent most of his time strengthening his physique, knowing it determined his limits for power amplification—a matter he took seriously.
The two exchanged blows at incredible speeds, each punch producing sonic booms and shockwaves. Only blurred images of their forms colliding and separating could be seen.
The audience watching the live broadcast was ecstatic.
They hadn't expected Badr to match Sairaorg physically to such an extent.
Initially, they thought Badr would use his vast magical advantage to suppress Sairaorg, especially since Sairaorg's weakness was his magic—a well-known fact throughout the Underworld.
After dozens of intense exchanges, Badr crossed his arms to block Sairaorg's iron fists. With a sudden exertion, he pushed Sairaorg back and delivered a swift spinning kick, sending him flying.
"Is the warm-up over? Time to show our real skills."
Badr spoke with a smile, standing calmly without a wrinkle on his clothes.
"Indeed. You'll be showing your true abilities as well?"
"Of course."
As he spoke, Badr communicated with the [King's Sword]Â within him.
The amplification activated, and Badr's already terrifying energy began to surge wildly once more!
The audience was dumbfounded. Previously, Badr had kept his abilities concealed; with his [Absolute Control], no one could gauge his true strength. But now, they could see it directly.
"This..."
Everyone swallowed hard. This level of power rivaled that of a Maou!
"Is he really just a High-Class Devil? Can a High-Class Devil possess such immense power? How hasn't he exploded from it?"
People murmured in disbelief, while those with keen insight commented:
"His physique is incredibly strong, possibly even matching Sairaorg's, allowing him to withstand such power..."
"What a monstrous talent."
Sairaorg's pupils involuntarily contracted; he felt pressure like a mountain weighing down.
This guy was truly terrifying!
His body trembled slightly—a natural reaction to danger.
But Sairaorg's strong will allowed him to endure it.
"Sairaorg-sama, please use me! Wear me and use that Forbidden Move; you can surely match his power!"
"No, that's only for critical moments concerning the Underworld. I want to fight this man with my own strength!"
Badr chuckled softly:
"If you have any hidden powers, feel free to use them. After all, I'm also using my Sacred Gear's power. Besides, in a rare match like this, defeating you at your strongest would be more convincing, wouldn't it?"
"...I see. You're absolutely right."
Sairaorg seemed to be talking to himself. "I hadn't realized this might be the battle of a lifetime... Regulus—!!"
"Yes!!!"
He called out to his servant, who immediately responded. Originally his [Pawn], the servant suddenly crouched down, his body expanding rapidly, transforming into a massive golden lion!
"Hmm?"
Badr was slightly surprised. That [Pawn]Â possessed the aura of a Sacred Gear?
"Is that... a Sacred Gear?"
Rias was also astonished; it was her first time seeing such a unique existence.
"Regulus is special. When I found him, his former master had already perished, but as a Sacred Gear, he developed self-awareness and slaughtered all his enemies."
Sairaorg spoke softly. "I used the equivalent of seven [Pawn] pieces to reincarnate him as my servant."
"Interesting."
Badr smiled slightly. With a casual gesture, the King's Sword appeared in his hand.
Seeing this, Sairaorg's eyes shone brightly. He shouted loudly:
"My lion! King of Nemea! Known as the Lion King, answer my call and become my armor——!!"
—Balance Breaker!!
An overwhelming fighting spirit erupted. His aura expanded immensely, and a dazzling light blinded everyone, causing them to cover their eyes instinctively.
After several seconds, the light subsided. Standing before them was a figure clad entirely in golden armor...
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