Izashi was flying toward Kokabiel at an unbelievable speed, his thoughts racing just as fast.
'Let's see how strong this new move even is. What should I call it? Flaming Rasengan… yeah, that sounds good!'
The sudden burst of speed took Kokabiel by complete surprise. His eyes widened as Izashi appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye. The fallen angel barely had time to react.
"W-What!?" Kokabiel stammered, his shock obvious. He raised his hand in a desperate attempt to counter the attack, forming a ball of holy light in front of him. He mirrored the size of Izashi's attack, hoping to match it.
But there was something Kokabiel didn't realize.
Izashi's Rasengan wasn't an ordinary attack. It spun with incredible force, infused with Phoenix Flames and the Power of Destruction. Compared to the holy light ball Kokabiel had hastily created, it was like comparing a candle to a wildfire. The spinning flames around the Rasengan made it not only stronger but unstoppable. As the two attacks collided, the ball of holy light shattered into tiny fragments before Izashi's Rasengan smashed into Kokabiel's chest with devastating power.
Kokabiel let out a pained roar as the force of the impact sent him hurtling toward the ground. The wind howled in his ears as his body plummeted, his wings flailing uselessly. The sheer power behind Izashi's attack was overwhelming. He could feel his chest caving in from the sheer pressure.
Meanwhile, Izashi calmly hovered above, watching as Kokabiel tumbled toward the earth.
'Weak,' he thought with a smirk.
As Kokabiel crashed violently into the ground, creating a crater beneath him, Izashi hovered in the air, his arms crossed. The devil's eyes gleamed with amusement as he watched Kokabiel struggle to get up.
"That's all you are—a mere insect to me," Izashi taunted, his voice dripping with arrogance.
Kokabiel coughed, his body shaking from the force of the impact. He clutched his chest, trying to stand, but his legs trembled beneath him. He could feel the holy energy in his body working overtime to heal his injuries, but the damage was severe. Gritting his teeth, he managed to stand, but his vision was hazy from the pain. His pride as a fallen angel was screaming at him not to give up, not to let this… devil humiliate him any longer.
"You… may be stronger than me," Kokabiel wheezed, glaring up at Izashi, "but… how will you deal with us… together?"
Izashi raised an eyebrow.
'What's this fool talking about now?' he thought, watching Kokabiel.
Kokabiel spread his arms wide, his magic flaring up as a dark, ominous magic circle formed beneath him. The air around them thickened with malevolent energy as Kokabiel began chanting, his voice echoing through the battlefield.
"I, your master, call upon you from the depths of Hell! Come forth and destroy everything in your path… CERBERUS!"
The ground beneath Kokabiel shook violently as an enormous, red, three-headed dog emerged from the magic circle. The Cerberus towered over Kokabiel, its massive size making it an imposing figure on the battlefield. The creature's three heads snarled and snapped at the air, each one radiating pure bloodlust.
Izashi watched with mild curiosity. "Oh, so this is your big trump card?" he muttered to himself. "A giant mutt?" He let out a disappointed sigh, barely fazed by the sight of the beast.
The Cerberus, sensing its master's command, turned its attention toward Izashi. Its three heads simultaneously gathered massive balls of fire in their mouths, each one aimed directly at the hovering devil. Without wasting a second, the Cerberus unleashed its attack, hurling the dense fireballs toward Izashi.
But Izashi didn't even flinch.
With an almost bored expression, he surrounded himself with his Phoenix Flames, allowing the fireballs to strike him head-on. The Cerberus's flames, while impressive to some, were nothing compared to the intensity of Izashi's own flames. The fireballs dissipated into nothing as they collided with his barrier, unable to make so much as a scratch on him.
Izashi grinned as he flew straight toward the Cerberus, his body leaving a trail of fiery embers in its wake. Without breaking a sweat, he punched the middle head of the Cerberus, sending the massive beast skidding backward several meters.
The ground quaked beneath the creature's weight, but before it could recover, Izashi struck again. This time, he punched the left head, then the right head, each blow sending ripples of pain through the Cerberus's massive frame. The beast let out a pained howl, its three heads all showing signs of injury. It tried to stand, but the sheer force of Izashi's punches left it dazed and confused.
Kokabiel watched from the ground, his eyes wide with disbelief. His mighty Cerberus, the beast he had summoned from the depths of Hell itself, was being manhandled by Izashi as if it were nothing more than a plaything.
"How…? How is this possible!?" Kokabiel thought, his mind racing.
Izashi, noticing Kokabiel's expression, shot him a mocking look. "What's wrong, Kokabiel? Did you seriously think this mutt would stand a chance against me? You're more delusional than I thought."
Kokabiel's frustration grew, his fists clenching tightly as he glared at the devil in front of him. 'How could this be happening? I'm a fallen angel, a leader of my kind! How could a devil brat be humiliating me like this!? If this is the strength of the devil's little brother, then… Sirzechs… Sirzechs must be…'
Kokabiel's thoughts were interrupted as Izashi formed a giant Flaming Rasengan in his right hand, the swirling flames burning with even more intensity than before. Without a second thought, Izashi disappeared from his spot, reappearing on top of the massive Cerberus.
"Time for you to vanish," Izashi muttered coldly as he slammed the Rasengan into the middle head of the Cerberus.
The effect was instantaneous. The moment the Rasengan made contact, the beast's body began to disintegrate. The power of destruction within Izashi's attack worked quickly, reducing the once-intimidating Cerberus to ashes in a matter of seconds.
Izashi sighed, lowering his hand. "Too easy," he muttered, feeling almost disappointed by how weak the creature had been.
But just as he turned his attention back to Kokabiel, something caught his eye. Kokabiel was now floating in the sky, his body surrounded by a brilliant light. Izashi's eyes widened as he saw the countless light weapons Kokabiel had conjured around him. Hundreds—no, thousands of light spears filled the sky, all aimed directly at him.
Kokabiel's voice rang out, filled with malice. "Let's see how you handle this! Raining Countless Light Spears!"
The barrage of light weapons descended upon Izashi like a storm. But instead of panicking, Izashi smirked, amusement dancing in his eyes.
"I didn't want to use this move yet," Izashi muttered to himself, his voice calm despite the incoming attack. "But I guess it's time you witnessed something truly awesome. Destruction Incarnate."
Suddenly, a red aura exploded around Izashi, swirling and expanding until it took the shape of a massive humanoid figure. The figure stood over 100 meters tall, its sheer size nearly reaching Kokabiel's position in the sky.
Kokabiel's eyes widened in shock as the aura-based figure deflected every single one of his light spears, destroying them on contact. The light weapons that had seemed so unstoppable were nothing in the face of Izashi's Destruction Incarnate.
'Impossible…! This… this power! It's monstrous!' Kokabiel thought, terror gripping his heart as the massive figure loomed closer.
But before the figure could grab him, Kokabiel desperately flew higher into the sky, barely escaping the aura's reach. His last-ditch attempt to defeat Izashi had failed, and now he was running out of options—and magic.
Izashi dismissed the Destruction Incarnate, allowing the aura to fade away. Without wasting any time, he sped toward Kokabiel, closing the distance between them in an instant. Kokabiel, exhausted and terrified, tried to flee, but Izashi was far too fast.
"Running away?" Izashi taunted, his voice filled with amusement. "I thought you were going to destroy me?"
Just as Kokabiel was about to give up, a golden light suddenly illuminated the sky, its brilliance lighting up the entire battlefield. Both Izashi and Kokabiel turned their gaze toward the source of the light, which was coming from near Kuoh Academy.
Izashi's eyes narrowed as he recognized it. The fused Excalibur, combining the power of all five Excaliburs into one.
Kokabiel's hope reignited as he reached out for the weapon, his desperation pushing him forward despite his exhaustion.
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The battlefield was chaotic, filled with energy blasts and the sounds of metal clashing. Issei was locked in fierce combat with Valor, his fists crashing against the fallen angel's defenses.
Each punch was met with equal force as the two seemed to be locked in a brutal contest of strength and endurance.
Valor grinned wildly, clearly enjoying the fight, while Issei struggled to keep up, his Sacred Gear shining brightly on his arm as he summoned every ounce of strength to stand his ground.
The others—Asia, Xenovia, and Akeno—provided support from a distance, throwing magic and healing spells whenever they could, but it was clear that Issei was bearing the brunt of the battle.
His breaths were becoming heavier with each strike. "Come on, you big lug! Is that all you've got?" Issei taunted, trying to muster a cocky grin as he dodged another of Valor's punches, though the strain was evident in his movements.
"You're just a bug compared to me!" Valor spat back, his fist swinging with enough force to send shockwaves through the air.
Meanwhile, not far away, Kiba stood motionless, his eyes fixed on the crystal he had been carrying with him.
Inside, the souls of his fallen comrades—those he had vowed to avenge—rested, their faint light glowing softly, but for the first time, Kiba didn't feel the cold rage that had once driven him.
Instead, he felt a strange sense of calm. The voices of his old friends seemed to echo in his mind, not urging him toward revenge, but reminding him of something more important: life.
"They don't want this for me…" he muttered under his breath, tightening his grip around his sword's hilt. Kiba's mind raced as he replayed the memories of his comrades, their laughter, their shared moments of camaraderie.
He realized now that they wouldn't have wanted him to throw his life away for vengeance. They'd want him to live, to protect those he had left, the friends he had now—his new family.
He could feel a weight lifting off his shoulders, as if the darkness that had been clouding his heart for so long was starting to clear.
A faint smile crept onto his face as he looked up at the battle in front of him. Issei needed help, and it was about time Kiba stopped letting his pride get in the way.
"Issei, you're not facing this alone anymore," Kiba whispered to himself, his resolve firm. He cast a glance at his sword, the Dark Sword he had relied on for so long, and suddenly, it began to glow. But this time, it was different. The black, shadowy aura that always surrounded it was now mixed with a radiant, holy light. The two opposing forces—darkness and holy power—merged together in perfect harmony, strengthening the blade.
Kiba blinked in surprise. He hadn't even realized what was happening at first, but the power was unmistakable.
It surged through his arm, filling him with renewed strength. His sword now pulsed with energy, and he could feel both darkness and light flowing through him. It was as if his weapon, and his soul, had found balance.
Without hesitation, Kiba leaped into action, dashing toward Valor with lightning speed. His movements were fluid, graceful, and filled with purpose.
As he neared the battlefield, his sword raised high, Valor's predatory instincts kicked in. The fallen angel turned just in time to see Kiba's blade coming down toward him.
Valor's eyes widened in shock as he quickly raised his arm to block the strike. The moment Kiba's sword connected with Valor's hand, the fallen angel recoiled, his expression one of pure disbelief.
"What the—?!" Valor grunted, staggering back from the force of the blow. His eyes darted between Kiba and the sword. He could feel it—both the darkness and the light intertwined in that blade. "You're using… both holy and dark magic?! That's impossible!"
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