Chapter 566 - 556: The Decisive Battle for the Future!

Chapter 566: Chapter 556: The Decisive Battle for the Future!

[Azazel side]

"Whoa, whoa, whoa... Are you kidding me?!"

I couldn’t help but shout as the colossal shockwave and sudden disappearance of the Evil Beast echoed across the battlefield.

One second, a Trihexa split body was about to turn Kiba, Gasper, and the others into a heap of cinders. The next second, a blinding flash of light bypassed me like a shooting star, casually swatted a creature that rivals apocalyptic doom clear across the continent, and then... well.

"OPPAAAAAAAIIIIIIII—!"

The roar shook the heavens, the earth, and practically rattled my teeth right out of my skull. There was no mistaking that voice. Even if the sheer, god-slaying pressure radiating from him felt several leagues above a regular Maou, the spiritual signature was undeniably Issei.

So, the "Ultra Full Power Oppai Dragon" routine actually worked. And it only took him over an hour of... whatever the hell kind of "breast banquet" he was participating in. Honestly, knowing Issei, the details are probably better left unasked. If I think too hard about how he got this strong, I might lose my remaining faith in the universe.

"Azazel!"

Vali landed next to me, his silver-white Dragon Emperor armor reverting back as he stared toward the epicenter with wide eyes. Even that rival-obsessed lunatic was at a loss for words.

"Did... did Hyoudou Issei just do that with a single flick of his wrist?" Vali muttered, his silver eyes fixed on the red-armored silhouette standing amidst the drifting embers.

"Looks like it," I grinned, wiping a drop of sweat from my cheek, though this time it wasn’t from fatigue. "Looks like the perverted idiot actually pulled through for once."

Far across the ruined landscape, Ashem—who had been toying with the various pantheons of gods just moments ago—finally stopped his casual stride. The foreign god’s expression twisted into a mixture of disbelief and genuine irritation as he stared at the newly arrived red dragon.

『Fascinating...』 Ashem’s voice boomed across the cratered earth, carrying a strange, warped note of excitement. 『So that insignificant mortal managed to synchronize completely with the localized concept of infinite mammary fortitude? I admit, I did not foresee that variable.』

"Who cares what you foresaw, you punk-ass alien god!"

Issei cracked his knuckles, the crimson armor gleaming with a terrifying, pearlescent luster that practically screamed overpowered cheat item.

"You’ve been making Rias, Akeno, and all my precious girls shed tears, and you had the absolute nerve to interrupt my exclusive VIP breast-sucking session with the goddesses!" Issei pointed an accusing, glowing gauntlet straight at Ashem’s face. "For that, your-ass-is-grass!"

"Was that really necessary to broadcast to the entire battlefield?!" Rias’s voice suddenly crackled through the communication magic circles, sounding thoroughly exhausted, deeply embarrassed, and completely murderous all at once. "Issei! Stop making a public spectacle of our private power-up ritual the second you step onto the field!"

"But Buchou! It’s the truth!" Issei protested with a completely straight face.

"Don’t ’But Buchou’ me! Just finish him quickly so I can punish you later!"

"Eep! That sounds like a terrifying mix of heaven and hell!"

Watching the two of them bicker over comms while facing down an apocalyptic entity made me let out a long, wheezing sigh of relief. Yeah. The world was definitely safe. As long as Issei had enough perversion left in his tank to piss off Rias, humanity wasn’t going extinct today.

"Well, Vali," I chuckled, summoning another light spear into my hand. "Looks like our job is just to clear out the remaining small fry and let the main character do his thing."

"Hmph," Vali smirked, a fierce, competitive glint returning to his eyes as his wings flared out. "I suppose I can’t let him steal all the spotlight. Let’s move, Azazel."

"Right behind you, kid."

With the arrival of the ultimate pervert, the tide of the war had officially turned.

[Ashem side out]

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[Kiba side]

I lowered my sword slowly, staring at Issei’s back in a mixture of awe and absolute speechlessness.

"He... he really is something else," Valkyrie whispered, her breathing ragged as she leaned against a boulder for support. "To think a human could achieve such a ridiculous density of aura just by... well, whatever it was he did."

"I have officially stopped trying to apply common sense to Issei-kun’s existence," I replied, offering a wry smile as I sheathed my dual blades. My second-layer Sword Creation was practically screaming at me to rest, but the crushing weight in the air had vanished, replaced by a warm, comforting pressure that only the Red Dragon Emperor could emit.

Gasper flew down in his human form, wiping a bit of sweat from his forehead. "Yuto-senpai! Is Issei-senpai really that strong now? He feels even scarier than a Maou!"

"Yes," I patted Gasper’s shoulder gently. "He is our ultimate weapon. And, apparently, the universe’s most dedicated breast enthusiast."

Far off in the distance, the clash between Issei and Ashem began. A single collision of their fists sent shockwaves that parted the clouds for miles around, illuminating the broken sky in brilliant shades of crimson and gold.

The battle for the world was reaching its climax, and at the center of it all was an idiot shouting about boobs at the top of his lungs.

Really, there was no other way it could have ended.

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