~ Support & Read 60 Advanced Chapters on Patreon
~ Bonus Chapter every 200 Powerstones!
<><><><><>
"Oh?"
Glancing at the sky outside, the young man directly rose from the meeting table, coming to the window.
Looking upward, within those densely packed sun-blocking teleportation magic circles, countless magic users wearing Khaos Brigade uniforms plus Fallen Angels emerged inverted—continuously falling like drizzling rain, yet floating mid-air after leaving the teleportation circles.
They gathered powerful energy spheres before them, aiming at this massive artificial island floating upon the ocean below.
"This is...!"
Rias also immediately rushed to the window. Looking up at the sky's scene, she couldn't help jolting sharply.
Of course she hadn't forgotten the previously mentioned matter about possible "troublemakers" appearing during the Three Factions conference.
No—should say this was nearly inevitable.
After all, that previous Three Factions war essentially never truly ended. So whether Heaven, the Underworld, or Fallen Angels—any faction's forces all held radicals hoping war would restart.
But now the three factions' leaders gathered here, discussing grand peace plans.
For radicals, this was absolutely unacceptable. Once war was thus declared completely ended, they could never again find legitimate reasons to restart it.
So they came—determined to use this opportunity continuing war to the end.
"Ah~ as expected, they still came."
Azazel had already signed his name on the contract, rising to come bedside. Watching the sky's scene—like massive armies besieging for final assault—he couldn't help sighing.
"Plus, from appearances, probably already branded us leaders as racial traitors. When fighting starts, maybe even we won't be spared. Scary, scary~"
Though his mouth said this, from his facial smile he seemed completely unafraid.
Vali—who since entering the meeting room had merely folded arms with closed eyes meditating—now slowly opened his eyes.
"Looks like my turn to appear."
Words settling, massive White Dragon Emperor's Light Wings suddenly unfurled behind him—coloration brighter and more dazzling than one month ago's Underworld battle.
He deliberately didn't look at Bokue's expression changes. Just pushed open the nearby window himself, allowing outside winds—like approaching storms—to surge inside, beating against him. As if the next second he'd transform into white dragon soaring skyward, directly charging into fierce winds.
Could be called quite a cool scene.
But the next second, Vali's movements stopped.
Bokue's hand pressed on his shoulder from behind, directly pulling him down from the windowsill.
"Sit down. Everyone came from afar—I should at least fulfill some host duties. Plus, I'm not lazy enough needing guests helping guard my home. Itogami Island is my territory. Them so brazenly invading... somewhat insane."
Using extremely calm tone to finish these words, Bokue rose into air along the window, drifting outside toward the sky dome above.
His ascent speed wasn't fast—like deliberately slowing the entire process. Under all skybound Underworld magic users and Fallen Angels' watching gazes, he rose from ground level to mid-air.
Then Bokue's toes tapped emptily in air.
Hummm—!
Without any warning, massive golden defensive magic circle instantly deployed, slowly rotating to cover all Itogami Island.
Not only that—the defensive circle continued expanding. In the blink of an eye, it encompassed Kyoto several kilometers away as well.
Having done all this, Bokue again looked upward.
Current sky—compared to seconds ago—enemy numbers again explosively increased geometrically. Looking around, countless magic users and Fallen Angels stood like heavenly soldiers encircling above the sky dome. Even without those numerous magic circles, their forms alone could completely block all Itogami Island's overhead sunlight.
From numbers perspective, this undoubtedly represented radicals' all-out gambit. Plus, being able to break through Yasaka's barrier meant at minimum Maou-class backing existed.
Though unfortunately, when level differences reached sufficient magnitude, so-called numbers became utterly useless.
Moreover, so what if Maou-class intervened?
Maou-class—was that strong?
Thinking this, Bokue lightly inhaled, voice carrying traces of magnetic field power.
The next second, the young man's voice broadcast-like transmitted throughout all Itogami Island.
"Temporary announcement—currently Itogami Island is suffering terrorist attack. However, Itogami Island citizens need not worry. The barrier is unbreakable. About ten minutes later, terrorists attacking Itogami Island will be completely swept away. Then everything returns to normal... mmm, ten minutes is too long. Five minutes."
Reverse-jumping his own timeline—halving it again—Bokue waved to dismiss the broadcast, again looking skyward.
Current sky's teleportation magic circles had stopped operating. Though still remaining above, devils and Fallen Angels no longer emerged.
A tall woman with somewhat dark skin wearing revealing clothing emerged prominently from the army, descending. Holding a magic staff, her hairstyle resembled Bayonetta series' Bayonetta somewhat.
She looked down at the young man below, tone filled with arrogance and disdain.
"Japanese barrier master? Though must admit—using human power to support such large barrier is indeed impressive. But claiming to single-handedly repel us within five minutes? Truly delusional fantasy!"
"I am former Maou Leviathan's descendant! Katerea Leviathan! Hateful Serafall Leviathan usurped the Maou position rightfully belonging to me! She's now inside your barrier! Hand her over!"
"..."
Bokue pressed index finger against forehead, thinking a while.
"Honestly, I'm not interested knowing your name. Though during your talking time, I got some inspiration. Suddenly figured out how to handle you all."
Inspiration?
Katerea froze slightly, not understanding why the young man before her would suddenly say such words.
Could he truly think that with mortal human body, he could contend against such massive army besieging?
Words settling, Bokue lightly cut his fingertip, dropping one blood drop. Then from his right hand's back, he drew out a green light sphere, combining the two together.
"Time to wake up, Ddraig."
The young man said softly.
Words settling—accompanied by a mass of crimson radiance exploding thunderously in the sky dome, a heavenly dragon form over a hundred meters long suddenly manifested. Spread massive wings shrouded half the sky. Terrifying presence far surpassing Maou-class instantly spread above Itogami Island.
Former one of the Two Heavenly Dragons, [Red Dragon Emperor] Y Ddraig Goch—now reborn in this world!
<><><><><>
~ 60 Advanced Chapters Available on Patreon
https://p-atreon.com/dragonnx
(Just remove the hyphen to access Patreon normally.)