Chapter 59: Chaos Begins

Chapter 59: Chaos Begins

I have no idea of what to say about the latest OPM... That was some Flashpoint Paradox shit happening there

Within the bustling crowd of Kuoh Town that night, many pass-byers either ignored or did not pay attention to the group of three men surrounding a young woman who was pressing her back against the wall. Perhaps it was because the young woman did not look so troubled despite the leering gaze the men were giving her.

She was a teenage girl with pink hair with her bangs combed to the side. She was clad in a simple t-shirt under a black biker jacket and a skirt that only covered half of her thighs, complete with a white sandal-shoes. There was a black choker around her neck, and some accessories on her wrists and earrings.

Katase simply gave an amused smile as she watched the men around her attempt to woe her.

"...Say, I actually forgot to ask - which school do you go to?" one of the boys asked her.

Katase looked up, her eyes rolling playfully before she smiled in reply, "Kuoh Academy. You know about it?"

"Aha! I knew it! No wonder you look familiar. How about I show a fine cherry blossom like you a good time?"

"Oh, and I bet you have friends who are cute like you, right? Why don't you call them over?"

Katase hummed while tapping her finger on her chin, "Hm.. How about this? You boys show me your idea of a good time, then I'll decide whether my friends can join or not." She finished with a knowing wink.

The men looked amused, "Ho, we got ourselves a bold one here. Well, let's not shy away from her challenge, eh?" the acting leader then jerked his head to his buddies before they walked away.

Katase then followed suit, surrounded by the boys - one in front of her, one on each side, and the last one behind her.

They exchanged banters, casual topics and jokes as they walked through the crowd; even Katase laughed as she allowed one of the guys to wrap his arms around her shoulder and pull her against him - his palm reached to her breast and cop a feel, which she relished the feeling with a subtle moan as her reaction caused the boys around her to leer her more.

Eventually, they had walked far enough from the crowded street, towards a secluded old office building.

"Heeh So this is your so-called 'cool place'?" Katase mused as she walked forward, looking around the interior.

"Yep, pretty cool, eh? We got this whole place for ourselves." the leader of the boys bragged.

The leader nodded to the others, and they began to spread out, with himself approaching Katase's defenseless back. Not that he knew that Katase was grinning as her hand grasped something inside her jacket.

The man behind her was about to wrap his arms around her when something unexpected occurred.

"Wait, wha- GAHK!"

A scream - followed with a crunching noise, then gurgling as everyone turned towards the source Only to see one of their friends was being assaulted by what appeared to be a person gnawing on his jugular.

The acting-leader walked away from Katase, flabbergasted at the gory sight as blood was splattered across the floor, "What the fuck?"

Suddenly windows were crashed, doors were broken open as everyone looked around to see Some sort of a horde of zombies made out of clay and earth.

"Whoa!"

"Holy shit!"

"What the fuck are these guys?! One of 'em got Taku!"

The undead merely moaned and began to make their way towards the nearest other guy.

"No, no, stay away!"

Things had gone really south as Katase watched the boys being chased, caught and eaten alive. The last guy realized that things were hopeless before he proceeded to grab Katase by her arm.

"Come on, let's get outta here-"

However, the next second the man found Katase had pried his hold off her, pulling him before throwing him towards a group of undead that was flanking them.

Katase simply cringed when the boy she used as a shield and distraction was being dismembered.

"Sorry" She whispered while still cringing at the bloody sight, before she re-assessed the situation around her.

"Okay I really didn't see that coming. What the fuck are these guys anyway?"

Katase pulled out a pair of blades - a survival/combat knife on her right, which she 'borrowed' from her father's stash, and a karambit on her left, which she purchased online.

"Well, I guess I still gotta work for my cut from time to time." Katase shrugged, creaked her neck a bit before she lowered herself into a combat position.New novel chapters are published on

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Murayama had no idea of what was happening anymore.

To be precise - she was already wondering what happened to her best friend, ever since that night during the Test of Courage with that board.

The change was subtle, but it was definitely there; some people noticed them, but they soon dismissed them as Katase's 'summer debut'.

But Murayama knew better - it was not a summer debut. The changes in her best friend gradually became too drastic. Her uniform gradually grew more and more scandalous, to the point that the teacher once called her out.

What really worried Murayama was the way Katase reacted; she did not seem apologetic or regretful whatsoever, she was irritated.

There was also the way she talked - her tone became more frivolous, even some of her choice of words could be considered vulgar. Then there was the way she interacted with her peers; everything about her was changing.

It was like she was becoming another person she feared the worst when she thought about that ghost.

She tailed her friend who was hanging out with a bunch of strangers, men other than Kiba! And she was flirting with the lesser, vulgar boys!

Then came the zombie hordes.

Yes, a zombie horde. A literal undead horde rising from nowhere in the market district. Only they were not made of corpses, only dirt and stone.

Murayama immediately ran for cover when they infested the streets, people screaming when they arrived.

They were attacking people left and right. Actually, she was starting to see what looked like zombie ghosts levitating above the actual clay zombies. She labeled them as zombie ghosts but they looked mutilated, butchered to deformity, and they were somehow firing lasers at the people!

What was this world coming to?!

However, to her surprise, swords rained from the sky and impaled many of them, immediately setting them aflame in white fire before they crumbled to oblivion.

"Wipe out the evil hordes! Make sure none of them get to the civilians!"

Then an arrow of light was shot into the sky and exploded into a radiant blinding flare, turning night into day as Murayama blocked out the sudden glare. She heard many unholy screams as many more of the undead were burned into oblivion.

Murayama blinked out the blindness in her vision as she looked for the source. She was stunned stupid when she saw them.

"Gremory-senpai!? Kiba?!"

The most popular lady in Kuoh Academy, along with the ORC and a few extras were flying in the air. Most of them had bat wings protruding from their backs while three others had shining wings of light, one of them bearing blood-red angel wings.

There was Akeno, Koneko, Asia, Irina, Xenovia There were a few faces she had never seen before, like the one with a skull mask on the side of her face, holding a scythe.

They did not seem to hear her as they dispersed into groups, flying in all directions as they laid siege upon the undead hordes.

Murayama's jaw hung down as if her joints no longer existed.

What was happening? There were many, many questions in her head that she could not find a good start. Why were they summoning swords or spears of light? Were they not human?

She did not know what kind of world she stumbled into. She was not even sure if she was dreaming or not.

However, in her stupor, she did not notice one of the undead emerging from an alleyway shambling towards her. She only turned around when she heard a noise, and a decomposing face was opening its jaws wide at her, leaving her frozen in sheer terror.

"Heads up!"

"Kyah!" Murayama yelped as she flinched, finally losing her footing and fell on her rear, seeing a knife had been embedded through the zombie's forehead.

She turned and did not expect the familiar face of her savior.

"Katase?"

The said girl exhaled as she blinked at the girl she happened to rescue, "...The hell are you doing here?"

"I I" Murayama had begun to be overwhelmed by the turn-out of events. Before she could have finished her sentence, her mind finally gave in and she fainted.

"Wait, wa- Oh, for fuck's sake" 'Katase' sighed in exasperation at the sight of the unconscious girl. She put her hands on her hips, contemplating her next move.

Seeing the devils and angels flying around to stop the growing pandemonium, 'Katase' believed it was time to make herself scarce. Glancing at Murayama, she finger-saluted, "Welp, have a good night. In case you don't make it You will be missed."

'Katase' then retrieved the knife, yanking it from the zombie's skull, and was about to leave the area when she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

'Katase' frowned as her body was now quivering, struggling to remain still.

"Oh, fuck you. Really? Really?! I fine! Fine, I'll let you have this one." 'Katase' grumbled as she pivoted around her foot and moved towards the brown-haired girl.

With surprising strength, she picked the girl up in a bridal carry.

"Just so you know, I'm only doing this because she's hot. You owe me for this!" 'Katase' spoke to herself as she started making her way out of the danger zone.

Hyperspace Gates.

It was a hyper advanced invention developed for space age travel, a versatile technique meant to ignore distance and boundaries, able to grant access to another dimension and more.

One man could use it to transport and seal others in combat. Then another copied the technique for his personal use. No mere mortal could counter it there was one man that could touch it somehow when he did battle with man that could copy almost anything.

Despite the supernatural nature of the gates, it was not magic. It did not function on the principle of magical power.

Which was why the Old Satan Faction used it to open several hyperspace gates to the Underworld from the confines of their base, ignoring whatever magical defenses the Underworld had against any form of spells.

Armies upon armies marched through the hyperspace gate in the middle of Lucifaad, Lilith, the Gremory Territory, the Astaroth Territory.

In the Astaroth Territory, they came without warning, giant beasts resembling the giants of Ireland, the Fomorians that followed Balor to battle followed again.

Balor was renewed, his two eyes glowing red and blue, the body he inhabited holding great, great power as he growled. Horns curled from his head, black fur of the darkest pitch bedecked his upper body. His form was broad, rippling with muscles, a dark baleful aura constantly surrounding him as he towered over the devils, over some of the skyscrapers.

On his back was his weapon, the odachi which Muramasa forged for him. Aithr Dorcha was the weapon's name, Balor's name for the weapon, the dark penance.

He gazed upon the buildings of the Astaroth territory as his Eye of Destruction activated, a fiery wave of pure annihilation beamed over the buildings and eradicated everything in his sweeping gaze. As instructed, he only destroyed the buildings to cow the civilians in fear. The Old Satan Faction wants to rule this world, not destroy it.

It worked since many of the Devils were running away from him and his army, the tiny little bats that they were. Balor knew what it meant to keep his word as he marched, his army of Fomorians marching with him.

"Herd every Devil into a cage. The founders want them for processing." Balor ordered his servants as they marched.

In the middle of Lucifaad, three of the four original Satans arrived.

Asmodeus, Leviathan, and Beelzebub, all of them were bedecked in the finest cursed armor made from the materials of Malebolge.

Their bodies were more Trihexa than Devil, their hearts the only thing tethering them to their roots.

Walking alongside them were their generals, their commanders, as they ordered the ten billion horde of Evil Spirits to rush forth and lay waste to everything while their finest soldiers stood beside them, all of them having bodies bedecked in armor forged from Hell.

In the Sitri and Gremory Territory, The Hero Faction entered. From the massive hyperspace gate, Leonardo entered the Gremory Territory with one of the Malebranche accompanying him as his protector, Alichino, the Demon of Infinite Faces.

"Ohhh hoh hoh hoh." Alichino laughed at the sight of an army of humanoid creatures Leonardo was commanding, all running through the hyperspace gate and destroying the noble's territory.

Holy-attribute lasers fired and burned the buildings, the monsters capturing any civilians they could get their hands on.

"So this is Annihilation Maker honestly, I can see the limitations. You might be able to make any creature your mind allows, the concept of level still applies. For the small and weak, you can only grant the basic abilities. A young bright mind such as yours should try to reach higher." Alichino advised as Leonardo looked back at him.

"Do you want to know? What it means to have true creativity? I still have the knowledge of creatures of great might in my mind. You just need to expand yourself." Alichino offered Leonardo his giant demonic hand.

Leonardo stared at the jester's hand. He frowned a little.

"Oh, skeptical? No, I'm not giving you power. It is knowledge that fuels your strength. The mind is your true weapon here." Alichino tapped his head. "But it might hurt whether you take it or not depends on you."

Leonardo pondered the demon's offer. The creature was an enigma, and it could do almost anything, a living demonic doppelganger with more overpowered abilities than it should have. However, before Leonardo could raise his hand, Alichino wrapped his arms around the boy when a barrage of spells rained down upon them.

Most of the monsters Leonardo forged were either wounded or destroyed.

"Oh, well, it seems we'll continue this chat later. We have guests!" Alichino giggled as he unwrapped his arms for Leonardo to see his attackers.

Hovering high amongst the skyscrapers, Leonardo saw the military forces of the devils hovering above, armored and armed in dark armaments.

One of the Gremory Generals, Timtharos, immediately responded to the invasion as he ordered his forces to rain their spells at the enemy. Using formations from the devil civil war, the warriors on the ground lined into formation and fired their spells from afar. However, the invading creatures were sturdy, strong, as they raised their arms to power through, firing holy lasers through their singular eye between their arms at the soldiers.

Screams came from the devil side as Leonardo continued summoning more, bringing more of their numbers from the hyperspace gate as the devils forces fell back.

Timtharos grimaced as he raised his shield, blocking the holy lasers aiming at him.

They were using their weaknesses against them. They could not hold on for long against the unknown creatures.

"Stand back."

Stronger spellfire rained down upon the enemy forces, the bombardment clearing out the strange, muscular cyclops.

Falbium Asmodeus landed before the horde, the creatures stopped as he faced against

"...To think that I'll see a child here." Falbium was no longer drowsy, his casual front dismissed in the face of danger.

"Ohhhhh, you are an interesting one." Alichino giggled behind Leonardo.

"...Are you controlling that child?" Falbium accused.

"Oh, no no. The boy never speaks. He is doing this of his own free will. I am simply his assigned guardian. I'm curious about the power of God's artifact, so I chose to stay with him. Oh, and I am Alichino, at your service." The demonic jester bowed dramatically, his arms both poised to the left.

"Alichino I'll cut this short. Take your army and go back where you came from, and I will forget this transgression." Falbium warned.

"But I am curious~ You seem special for a descendant of discardable pawns. I want to see what the children of Lucifer are like in the current generation. And I want to try something fun."

"Fun?" Falbium's demonic aura shimmered in the air. "You call invading the Underworld 'fun'?"

"Challenging the race of my makers is what I call fun. Also." Alichino tapped his chin. "Let's see which form, which form I don't want to use this too early but I just can't resist it~" Alichino shuddered with leaking excitement.

Falbium squinted at the monster. He had no idea what the creature was, but something about him unsettled him.

"...Oh, why not? Not like I have anything to lose~" Alichino giggled.

"Mode."

Alichino raised his hand over his jester mask and swung it down. When the demon jester's hand passed by his face, Falbium widened his eyes when another man replaced the invader.

The man replacing the jester was wearing the literal cosmos, stars, galaxies, nebula forms, constellations, the blackness of the void, all of it condensed into an unfamiliar humanoid shape. His face was but the cosmic night, no eyes, no nose, no mouth, only night and stars.

His hair was V-shaped, his face young and chiseled. Every single color of his body was replaced by the theme of the cosmos minus the bandages wrapped around his arms, waist, and legs.

"I was thinking of whether I should choose this form or the Monster King. The Monster King looks fun, but I'll leave that for later. There are also the monster forms of my host but ah, I just can't resist. Now then."

Alichino's voice was left unchanged as the cosmic man aimed a finger at Falbium.

Falbium activated his defensive aura. As long as it is active, he could deflect whatever the creature could-

"Bang."

Falbium felt a sharp pain in his side.

He looked down and saw a clean hole beside his stomach, the size of the creature's human finger.

"I call this 'space finger gun.' Or the Hyperspace bullet. I like the Hyperspace Bullet better."

Falbium stared at his wound as blood leaked his lips. He could not even see any projectile firing from the thing's finger, just the damage. It completely pierced through his aura like air.

"Bang."

Falbium dropped to a knee, another finger-sized hole appearing in his knee. He would grunt from the pain, but the shock at seeing his powers failing him was far greater than any physical wound.

There was no pain greater than shattered pride and faith for a Devil.

He couldn't remember anyone penetrating his defenses like this. It was the first time he felt physical pain of this scale for years.

"My Lord!" Timtharos shouted.

"The hyperspace bullet is an application of the hyperspace gate. See the giant portal behind me? It was an invention of a certain man from another world used to travel long distances and other dimensions. And now I am using a derivation of it. The penetrating power of this technique is already god-tier and it scales to the power of the wielder, and it seems that I am far above you. You might have surpassed the original Satans, but in the end, the creation surpasses the race of the maker. Bang."

Falbium winced when he felt the pain in his shoulder.

"Alichino! You damned monster! What are you?!" Falbium cursed as Timtharos held his lord's shoulder.

Alichino remained silent.

Leonardo was silently staring at his protector in awe of his power.

"...I am the living remnant of your kinds' sins. I am a tool born for patricide. I am a relic, the crimes of a species that forgot its past. I am the manifestation of the twisted desire to obtain everything, to become something closer to the true meaning of the word, 'God'." Alichino's tone was no longer playful, a dreadful calm that doused Falbium's rage as if it was candlelight.

"My host does not like to murder innocents. Leave like a frightened dog with his tail between his legs if you wish to live. I will not say this again." Alichino coldly warned.

Falbium grit his teeth, wanting to rebuke with action as the pride in his devil blood called, but his general grabbed his shoulders and flew, lifting him.

"General!" Falbium shouted at his subordinate.

"We must retreat! The thing in front of us is too strong! We must wait for Lord Sirzechs and Ajuka to help us deal with them!" Timtharos shouted. "All forces, retreat! We must reposition! Lead any civilians you encounter into the evacuation shelter!"

"...Wise man." Alichino swung his arm over his face, returning to his original form.

"Allow me." Barbariccia answered as he walked over to Siegfriend and inspected the contents. He took a pinch of the substance and rubbed it between his fingers.

"Yes. This is the same material God used to fashion Man from the Earth."

"...It's weird seeing the material God used to make us." Siegfried commented.

There was a strange connection to the Clay of Adam; he could sense it the longer he stared at it.

"Let us move. Where should we head off next?" Barbariccia asked.

Siegfried tapped his chin in thought.

"We still need to maintain the image of invading the Underworld for a bit more. However, I want to see Sirzechs Lucifer and Ajuka Beelzebub in action before we return." Siegfried mused.

"Yes, the other two. Let us appraise their worth." Cagnazzo snarled.

"I second this motion." Libicocco nodded.

"Agreed." Calcabrina grunted.

Serafall, Zelq, and Oriana grimaced at their answer.

"Let us be off. Let's check Lilith first. If not, Ajuka Stadium." Siegfried was looking forward to witnessing the apex of Devilkind and seeing where he and the Hero Faction stood in this world.

However, everyone present would not expect the cataclysmic battle that would arrive.

"Alright, let's review everything before we set off."

On Kiyome's beach was the gathering of the Grigori's finest fighters available.

Platinum stood with a few trillion conglomerate of himself on his shoulder.

Tobio was with them. His three friends from Slash Dog would help guard Earth in their absence.

Azazel was with them as the leader.

Magnus Rose and Mitsuya were with them, their contracts extended with bonus rewards if they participated.

Issei and Vali stood with Kiyome, Stjarna curiously staring at the entourage from behind them.

Vali brought the rest of his team, Bikou, Kuroka, Arthur, and Morgan Le Fay.

Lavinia was also with them, smiling as usual.

"Saitama, Genos, and Ajuka are off to deal with the Underworld invasion, which involves apparently billions of the damned. The Church is now busy dealing with their own ends on Earth, apparently even more undead are rising around the world in ridiculous droves, which locks them out. So, which leaves us. Their timing is ridiculously impeccable, and we only have a small window to hit them hard where it hurts since most of their forces are out around the world doing bad things. Not sure who else to bring without screwing things up, so I would have to rely on Platinum to turn everyone they meet into precious metals before shit goes down for the worse. Mitsuya, Magnus, you're free to take any leftover precious metals in your way."

Magnus snorted in amusement.

"We will follow Stjarna's lead to the enemy HQ. We have absolutely no idea what's inside, and there will be no backup as far as we know. As for an escape plan, we have transmitters just in case our usual messaging spells fail us. Arthur's sword can lead us to the Dimensional Gap for an emergency escape. Lavinia also can transport others to the gap with her magic. I don't know how Stjarna escaped, but I don't think we can use his method since he did fall out of the sky like a meteor. We will be going in blind even if that's the case, are you all ready for what's to come?"

Everyone nodded in unison.

"Good. The goal is this: Rescue Stjarna, even if you have to throw him out to Earth's orbit. If he can survive atmospheric entry once, he can do it again. Second, gather as much intel from the base as you can, take whatever you can carry. Third, find the meatball farm that is Stjarna's corpse-father. Transport the Trihexa corpse or destroy it if you can. Fourth, capture or eliminate the puppet masters and find out where this mysterious GOD is. It is not my father, but an eldritch outer god with the same name. This guy is beyond powerful, but he's weakened. Not sure how weakened but better to not take any chances." Azazel warned.

Vali raised his hand.

"...Yes?"

"Who is this GOD, by the way?" Vali asked.

"Yes. Some of us are in the dark regarding this mysterious person." Tobio nodded.

Arthur, Bikou, Kuroka, and Morgan Le Fay aso nodded.

"...Alright. Well Here is a short version. It is an eldritch cosmic entity that is from the world Saitama was born on Saitama is not from this world, though I suspect some of you already had suspicions." Azazel smirked.

Vali blinked as he turned to his rival.

"...Wait, so My rival is part alien?" Vali asked, pointing at Issei who flashed an impish smirk at Vali while the rest stared at Issei, all except Platinum and Black on his shoulder.

"Saitama is somewhat human-ish. Think of a very distant cousin of the same species, but very hard to figure out without the right tools. The world Saitama is from is very strange, no magic, but full of supernatural-like occurrences. Humans there have the power to surpass themselves and have the power to mutate into other creatures when their negative emotions reach critical levels, which is how Black and Rover were born. There are heroes there composed of humans regular and superhuman abilities, They don't have mages, but they do have Psychics. Espers, though they're very rare. Well, if you have questions, pester Issei for more. Anyways, if you want to know what GOD is Saitama and Genos have no idea other than GOD being an eldritch super entity. GOD has the power to manipulate the very reality itself. If you want a good idea of how powerful he is, a fraction of GOD's power imbued in a certain man was able to contend with Saitama their fight got so out of hand that they were both blasted into outer space and landed on fucking Jupiter If what I heard from Saitama is right."

Vali, Tobio, Lavinia, and the rest widened their eyes. The ridiculously overpowered egghead could survive being launched into space? They knew that Saitama was strong, but the reach of their imagination was not enough, it seemed. It was completely absurd when they imagined the baldy engaging in an epic battle like that in space.

"And they continued battling it out in outer space. Apparently, Saitama can live without air making him more of a God than human at that point. Then fast forward the time a little. GOD's main body was sealed in the moon of his world. When GOD freed himself, he and Saitama did battle for the fate of his universe causing untold destruction in their bout. Saitama managed to defeat GOD, but not without GOD banishing him and his friends into the Dimensional Gap. How he got here well, that's another story." Azazel sighed as he finished his narration.

"...What can GOD do specifically?" Morgan Le Fay raised her hand.

"From what I heard, almost anything. He is a cosmic being of great power, though I never met the thing myself. Black narrated that it was like the end of the world when he saw GOD battle Saitama. And Saitama told me that GOD is way, way stronger than the Great Red at his full power."

An ocean of fear swept their unguarded hearts when they visualized the size of GOD's power. They could barely imagine how strong the Great Red is, but to hear that this entity's power is far above even the Great Red?

The ocean may be vast, but compare the largest of one ocean with another from a different world that was a scale beyond their ken or experience.

"...And the Baldy won against it?" Bikou asked. He sounded unnerved, astonished with disbelief and shock.

"...Yeah. Quite a world he is from, heh." Azazel scoffed. "And if you want to know, a fraction of GOD's power in that one guy I talked about can even beat the Great Red. So yeah, the level difference is quite high. Luckily, again, he's weakened. I don't know how weakened, but certainly enough for him to rely on lesser beings to do his bidding. Oh, right, fair warning. If you see someone appearing in your vision offering you power do not take it. GOD tends to take the appearance of others to trick his victims into being his puppets. Anyways, any questions?"

"How did Saitama know if GOD is weakened?" Kiyome asked.

"Genos analyzed GOD and saw that the damage inflicted upon him was quite severe. There are cases of monsters weakening as well if enough damage is inflicted so the same case applies to GOD."

Arthur raised his hand.

"...What do we do if we somehow run into GOD there if he is that powerful?"

Azazel remained quiet.

"...Good question" Azazel pursed his lips.

"...Do we even have anything that can hurt this thing?" Kuroka asked, raising her hand.

"Ah great, now I regret sending Saitama out with Ajuka."

Everyone was starting to grow concerned. They couldn't even win against the Great Red even with their combined power. Platinum was a different story since he was very confident in his power and might.

Saitama had to be sent out to quell the chaos in the Underworld itself, as it was his job, and it sounded bad.

"I don't think we are paid enough to battle an outer god that makes the Great Red look like an ant." Magnus Rose raised his hand.

"This thing is also destroying our world, so I think you two are still obligated to try as Earth is our home." Azazel reminded.

"...True, but"

"You'll get to take as much platinum as you can from the base depending on Platinum's whims." Azazel threw an incentive.

"...Should we bring Ophis with us?" Issei suggested, raising his hand.

Everyone turned to Issei as the image of the dragon loli joining them.

"...Should we?" Vali asked.

"Having a Great-Red level dragon does inspire confidence" Bikou muttered aloud.

Mutters of agreement resounded from the group.

"...But if Ophis is like the Great Red then that means she doesn't know how to fight, correct?" Lavinia asked, tapping her chin in thought.

It was a weakness that none of them expected. The loli dragon god had the power but none of the experience or skill to make full use of it. Even if she had the power to hurt the current GOD

"Not to mention, bringing Ophis along only gives an opportunity for the enemy to kidnap her. So I'd rather be against it." Azazel chipped in.

"Can they kidnap her? Actually, I don't see Ophis as the kind to get kidnapped" Issei noted. "Can anyone actually kidnap and contain something like Ophis? Can you do it? If anyone can do it, they would do it already, and the world would end much earlier."

"Well if your dad can make the Great Red bleed, then that means there is something out there that can make her bleed, as rare as they are. I most certainly can't conjure up anything that can hurt or affect Ophis but actually, there is another being that might be able to hurt Ophis and the Great Red if given the chance, but I don't think the Khaos Brigade have access to it."

They were curious as to what Azazel was referring to.

"...The GOD creature might be absent." Mitsuya gave his input. "I interrogated Diodora, and he said that GOD does not show his face in their base a lot. He might not be in the facility."

"That actually sounds relieving, sort of; but let's not take any chances." Azazel replied.

"So we are good at bringing Ophis? I mean, I'm pretty sure that they wouldn't expect Ophis to join our raid force. They won't see us coming, right?" Issei pointed out.

"Ise, I just said not to take any chances." Azazel replied with a flat look.

"Okay fine, guess we'll see how weak GOD is the hard way. Are we good to go at least?" Issei asked.

"Yes. Kiyome, are you ready?" Azazel asked.

Kiyome nodded.

"Stjarna. It's time." Kiyome turned to her friend.

Stjarna rumbled as tendrils extended from Stjarna's carapace and lifted Kiyome to his head.

Kiyome sank in the flesh as thick organic plates covered her.

Dendrites slithered into her nape and connected her to the universe that was Stjarna's mind.

Alright, everyone, I am conveying our intention to Stjarna Stjarna was a bit confused when I told him about GOD Wait, Stjarna can see and feel from his other half in the base. I think I saw the woman and man known as Psykos and Rizevim leaving. I am asking if Stjarna can feel any outrageously powerful presence akin to GOD He doesn't sense anything like that. I think we're good to go.

Kiyome spoke to everyone through telepathy.

"Whew. Good news, good news. Alright, everyone! Those of you who can't fly can ride on Stjarna! It is time we take the fight to them, right into their hearts while their main forces are away!" Azazel declared.

To be Continued..

Omake: How He Arrived

It was meant to be an ordinary day.

Serafall was on a tour around Japan, moving with her employees and Peerage members from town to town.

She would usually perform a live action sequence, playing a scene with her staff playing their roles as the bad guys.

However, Hokkaido, her stage was ruined.

From the skies, something fell on the meteor on her mobile stage, dust kicked in the middle of their routine between Serafall and her actors.

"Ehhhhhh?!" The sudden eruption of dust and explosion caught her off guard. She immediately banished the dust with her wand, secretly using magic to clear the air.

She paused when she saw a man-shaped hole in her stadium.

"Uhhh, is this a part of the script?" One of the actors dressed in a full-body suit with a villainous mask asked.

"I don't remember something like this."

The actors were confused as well as one of them gingerly walked to the hole and cautiously peeked into the darkness.

Two hands erupted from the darkness and grabbed the ledges, a man pulling himself out as he roared to the heavens.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Whoa!" The man stumbled back and fell on his butt, crawling back from the screaming man.

The crowd, the actors, and Serafall flinched when he emerged, covered in grime and blood, viciously snarling like a beast.

He looked around, ravenous for something.

"...Where am I? Where is that thing?!" The man shouted as his searching found Serafall staring at him awkwardly.

He blinked as he looked up at the sky and looked around, seeing the crowd staring at him confused and slightly intimidated by his sheer presence.

"...Whoever you are!" Serafall pointed her wand at the intruder. Whoever the man was, Serafall could deal with him. She could simply put him on ice for gentle questioning later as she had a show to run.

"You look like one of the dark minions' bosses, but you're no match for the power of Magical Girl Leviatan!" Serafall smiled while apologizing to the man in her head.

She had a show to run and she could not stop.

Her pink heart wand glowed with magic as she shot an ice spell towards the white-haired man.

Her spell fired, the caster smiling. Her smile froze like the ice that erupted, freezing the men behind the stranger.

"...Eh?" Serafall was confused. She fired another ice spell.

The man knocked it aside towards the backstage, the people behind the curtains yelping, some of them caught in the ice.

"...What are you doing? Who are you, anyway?" The man asked as he looked around, seeing the ice. "Cryokinesis? Esper powers? No it feels different. What are you?" The man asked as he looked at Serafall.

"What about you?!" Serafall pouted as she fired a barrage of ice spells at the man.

The ice never landed on the man, frozen water blooming around him.

The fans of magical girl Leviatan were dazed by the sudden transition, seeing their favorite idol struggling against a stranger.

"You cool off."

At the nth shot, rime sprouted from Serafall instead of the stranger.

Serafall was stunned as she stared at the man.

Who was he? What did he do? The man was human, at least he looked human. He even felt human-ish.

Her confusion transitioned to petulant irritation as she melted her ice.

"Oh, so that's how you want to play?" Serafall decided to show the man his place as she leaked a bit of her Satanic aura to intimidate him.

The man did not look fazed by him.

"...Are you trying to scare me or something?" He asked.

"What does it look like?" Serafall was annoyed by the man's question. It felt like he was looking down on the magical girl.

"Heh. Want to see something fun?"

She squinted at him.

He snapped his fingers.

When he did, ice sprouted over Serafall again, making her blink. The feeling the sensation, even the magical signature.

"...You you used my spell?" Serafall couldn't believe it.

"Spell? What, this is magic? I'm not done yet." The man said as he opened his palm at Serafall and then clenched his hand.

The ice imprisoning Serafall turned into scalding hot water instantly before it reformed into ice again.

"Ow owowowowie! What are you doing to me?!"

Serafall hissed in pain.

The ice was not cold. It was hot, very hot. Serafall did not understand what the man just did to her ice as she attempted to unfreeze it, but her magic was not affecting this variant of ice.

"This is the same ice formed on the planet Uranus. This kind of ice is like diamond, hyper-compressed by extreme heat and pressure. You cannot manipulate it the natural way, girl."

Then the man flicked his wrist at her. The ice around Serafall cracked apart, falling off her.

"...Oh. Crap."

However, her magical clothes came with the ice.

Meaning, that he accidentally stripped her of her clothes.

Serafall was in her birthday suit, her fans seeing her in her perfectly naked glory. The remaining, present crowd went silent, their eyes trained at the bare-body of Serafall Leviathan. And the girl was unaware of her dilemma.

The man on the other hand, simply blinked at his own handiwork, "...Good luck." before the man turned away and jumped to the skies.

"...THANK YOU, STRANGER!"

""""OAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"""

The crowd roared with flaming passion as Serafall looked down. She saw her ample breasts poking out, a growing red infecting her entire body and a new sense of fury burned within her.

"...GET BACK HERE! I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU!" Serafall summoned a new magical girl uniform and immediately took to the skies, flying after the stranger with all of her blushing hate.

Serafall did not return that day until night, even angrier than ever; afterwards she proceeded to erase every memory of her naked body from her fans.

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