"The Authority of Man of Steel?"
Looking at the runic letters on Doni's body, Ayato's gaze flickered: "It seems its defensive power is indeed astonishing. No wonder it's known as the Authority of the Immortal Body."
"Good eye. That's my second Authority."
Doni grinned, pointing his sword at Ayato: "Again."
"Do you really want to keep fighting?"
"What do you mean?"
Doni was slightly stunned.
"You are no match for me."
Ayato shook his head gently: "If we keep fighting, you will lose, and you might get hurt, or even die."
"Haha, if you can do it, feel free to try."
Doni wasn't angered, but laughed maniacally instead: "Dying in battle... that wouldn't be a bad end."
Indeed!
Those who became Campione all had somewhat twisted personalities.
Looking at him, Ayato's gaze flickered slightly.
But his own personality hadn't changed much, which was a good thing.
"Alright, since that's what you want."
Shaking his head, Ayato raised one hand high, his gaze sharpening: "I'll grant your wish."
The moment his voice fell,
The entire sky turned pure white.
Because a majestic white horse seemed to stride across the sky from the sun itself.
Incarnation: White Stallion!
This was one of the War God's most destructive Authorities.
Legend even said that with enough power, it possessed the strength to destroy an entire world.
Clop! Clop! Clop!
The white horse trod upon the void, its entire body burning with golden flames.
The heat between the world began to skyrocket, and even the distant sea showed visible white steam.
Before it even landed...
The shattered island showed signs of melting.
Facing all this, Doni's pupils contracted. He recited the words: "Mark of blessing, transform into a fortress of steel."
The moment his voice fell, millions of giant runic letters transformed into a canopy-like wall, covering all directions.
At the same time,
The white horse had completely descended.
Boom!
It's as if the sun and moon had collided.
The golden flames, as if destroying the world, spread like raging waves around the island.
Wherever they passed...
Whether flowers, trees, earth, or rock, all melted and disappeared at visible speed.
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!
The seawater around the island seemed to be forcibly erased by an invisible force, vanishing into thin air.
"Surely I didn't kill him directly, did I?"
Ayato scratched his cheek and murmured: "He has Man of Steel Authority, so he shouldn't be that fragile, right?"
His voice wasn't that certain.
'Oh well. If he died, that was just his bad luck.'
Although Ayato didn't have any ill feelings towards the Sword King...
He wasn't a beautiful girl, so whatever.
Under his watch,
The golden flames gradually faded, and the entire island had completely disappeared.
A completely blackened, staggering figure flew out from the seawater.
"My King, are you alright?"
Seeing this, Andrea immediately leaped up and came to Doni's side.
"Cough, not dead, but I really lost."
"You... lost?"
Andrea was dazed for a moment, disbelief in his eyes.
'Doni had lost just like that?'
Although it was presumptuous to say so...
There were also differences between Campione.
According to common sense, the older a Campione was, the stronger they would be.
Because they had killed more gods and accumulated more magical energy and Authorities.
He had never imagined Doni would lose this battle.
But now, faced with the facts, he had to believe.
Ayato smiled: "Not bad. Your Man of Steel's defensive power is indeed good."
"I almost died. Nothing worth mentioning."
Doni said, still shaken: "Your Authority has already broken through my Man of Steel."
"Regardless, it's good that you're not dead."
Ayato's gaze flickered as he spoke: "And as the loser, shouldn't you pay some price?"
"Fine, what do you want?"
Doni said casually: "As long as I can give it, just name it."
Although there had been no prior agreement, the loser submitting to the victor was a universal truth.
Ayato rubbed his chin, then smiled: "How about this? Let me take a look at all the supernatural books that your subordinate organizations can produce."
Although the Sword King hadn't been around long, many organizations had allied with him.
How could he pass up such an opportunity to exploit?
"You have use for those books?"
Doni looked surprised, eyeing Ayato with some confusion.
For a Campione...
Aside from a few specific magics, the vast majority of supernatural powers were insignificant.
Ayato smiled, with an expression that said 'you don't need to know the reason'.
Doni shook his head: "Fine. I lost, after all."
"Andrea, I'm leaving this matter to you."
"Yes, my King!"
Andrea nodded.
This kind of thing could only be entrusted to him.
"Once the books are ready, contact Erica."
Leaving those words, Ayato took Erica and the other woman and flew off into the distance.
"My King, you're amazing!"
Liliana, who had just come to her senses, was deeply moved:
"You even defeated the Sword King."
"Yes, my King. You may one day become the strongest Campione."
Looking at Ayato, Erica's eyes shimmered.
Her words held no falsehood.
To single-handedly defeat two Heretic Gods head-on...
To become a Campione as a Devil, and to easily defeat the Sword King...
All of this defied common sense.
Ayato glanced at her: "What's this? Are you two falling for me?"
Hearing this, both Erica and Liliana blushed slightly.
But neither refuted it.
They couldn't lie to their own hearts.
Indeed, they were smitten.
"Why aren't you two saying anything?"
Ayato smiled, not getting a response: "Looks like I hit the mark."
"Care to consider coming to see me tonight?"
"Ah, my King... th-this is too fast."
"Esteemed King, could you please stop being so presumptuous with beautiful young ladies?"