Sorry I've been idle for too long. Several things happened, and I was too swept in to write. But, I'm back. Hopefully you guys still remember me, and for new readers, hello and please enjoy my story.

Been a while since I wrote this, but DxD is not mine.


To be honest, I came to Kuoh because I knew the territory was in protection of two devil clans. What's the chance of a town with two clans backing them getting attacked? But, what occurred was the opposite of what I wanted. Peace and quiet... as if.

It's like they said. Life gives you lemons.

My original intention was that. Now, it changed. I did this to make sure Tamamo was safe, and her kidnappers pay dearly. It might be my dragon instinct, but I felt like all sorts of honor and chivalry could go to hell now. All I cared for was to get this done as quickly, effectively, and painfully for them. However, she was the first priority. I couldn't waste time.

Parkouring above the buildings, I shook off the followers while letting the traps whittle their numbers bit by bit. Ferris, Roy, and I had laid enough trap to potentionally make a military army suspend operations. And it seemed like they weren't that smart. Should've been easy prey, that's what I thought.

" Warning. Distance between us and hostiles have dwindled to least acceptable level."

" I know! Geez, looks like some real holy knights got mixed in to those goons there..."

Roy sliced down a lamp pole with his claws and let it fall to at least hinder them, but instead the leader grabbed on and launched it like a javelin. We split up briefly just to dodge that violent throw.

It wheezed past us and embeddd itself on a concrete wall. A good stepping stone.

" Ferris, can you shoot down at least 2 more from above that roof?"

" My analysis has stated about 50% chance."

" Good enough. Roy, we're taking down the rest of them."

Like a gymnast, Ferris flipped over the 3 meters wall, and landed on the roof. No stopping there, she aimed her bow and shot with terrifying precision, quickly decimating two of the priests before they could scream.

Taking the element of surprise, both of us turned around. However, the spearhead was more skilled than the ones behind. He jumped over my slash and stopped Roy's bestial claw without any issue.

" Che!"

I stopped the slash midway and aimed the muzzle of the gun at the guys behind. A loud bang with smokes and enchanted shotgun round were expelled, painting a priest with his own blood. He choked and fell to his knees before succumbing.

The priest above me grabbed my hair, jerked my head up, and aimed a knife at my throat.

I had to fall down to avoid that, but I wasn't his real target. He jumped off and leaped to Ferris quickly. Due to my experience as a hitman that didn't let preys escape, I reached over my belt and pulled out a handgun. Several rounds bounced off his robe. That robe must've been enhanced to become like armor, what a nuisance.

Normal POV

Rias Gremory didn't expect her sophomore life would involve a major incident like this. In this moment, the town she was governing with her childhood friend beside her was being invaded by a ten winged fallen angel cadre and a bunch of stray priests, and a team of holy crusaders from church.

As of now, she was trying to bid time. A second might look puny, but for them, it could mean the difference of life and death. She wasn't stupid. She knew there was no hope nor chance of winning against them, but she had to try. At the very least, boosting everyone's morale meant getting up survival chance.

" For what do I owe your presence, fallen cadre Kokabiel?"

Assuming her usual haughty demeanor, she confronted the fallen angel. His impish face smirked evilly at the Gremory princess as he looked down from his floating pure gold throne about 10 meters above.

She flipped her hair and put her hand on her shapely waist, as if challenging him to go down from there. She'd always been confident, it was one of her defining traits. Luckily, instead of getting angry from her sarcasm, Kokabiel laughed and snapped his fingers. Several magic circles appeared, spitting out flames.

" Let's play a game, devil princesses. We'll see how long you can survive against the souvenirs I personally brought from your home."

The fire died out, and several huge dogs with three heads emerged. Every heads had a red glowing choker, and a set of pencil sharp teeth with impressive size. What's more, each of them could breathe fire and poison.

" Then again, you ARE princesses of Underworld. See that you amuse me."

He smirked and laid back, as the five dogs of Underworld roared. Immeadiately, both peerages readied their means of combat, and charged forward.

Konekowas capable of bashing and matching the dogs in terms of strength, but her strikes were never sharp enough to land a decisive blow. Akeno and Rias were both mages, and busy keeping the fire and poison from killing the melee fighters and occasionally launching a thunderbolt or two.

Tsubaki Shinra, the vice-president of student council slashed one of them, drawing blood from its snout. But, the other heads spewed flames hot enough to completely incinerate her to the bones.

" Mirror alice."

She spun her glaive, conjuring a crystal like shield that absorbed the flames, and released it at doublethe intensity. The dog whined at its burned furry heads, and skittered back before the flame reached its body.

The one and only queen of Sona Sitri, hailing from exorcist family.

" Akeno! Sona!"

Rias floated and sent out a magic circle. Understanding what the magic was meant to do, both of them unleaashed their respective magic power, one shaped like a water serpent, another a huge thunderbolt. Combined with Rias' magic circle, it fused and became electric water dragon big enough completely engulf two of those dogs in one shot.

Like magnifying glass, the magic circle amplified its size and intensity.

The water dragon struck two of them hard, knocking them down and dousing them in electricity at the same time. Those beasts howled in pain, as their muscles and nerve system burnt to oblivion. The pressure was hard enough, but the electricity inside destroyed them. Falling down with blood from their snouts, they were no more than carcasses.

They managed to defeat two of them, but the remaining three started to push the others back. Save from Koneko and Tsubaki, no one there had enough to inflict deep wound on the beasts. All they could do was support the main guns to land a clean blow, and that was not enough.

As for the clean blows, they managed to create scratches and bruises on their bodies.

Saji Genshirou could only stop them to make their strikes go through. The others healed the fighters.

Slowly, the devils were being pushed back. Their stamina was limited, and they couldn't go on like this forever. The pressure was on them, and soon, they might not be able to put up resistance.

" The fusion is finally complete!"

A mad stray bishop laughed maniacally, as four holy swords combined into one. Holy energy swept the whole academy, and the sword shone brightly. Kokabiel, however, smirked and nudged at Freed.

" A little soon, but no matter. Use that sword to hasten their demise."

" HAHAHAHAH! Aye, aye, boss. Damn, isn't he the best? I can't stand his bossiness, but thanks to him, I can slice and dice you filthy devils with this new and sparkling exca-chaan!"

Freed leapt forth and snatched the excalibur. His crazed grin was horror enough, but he added some lickity-licking the blade without fear his tongue might get sliced.

" Hyaaaaahhh!"

" Bfuuuhhh..."

Freed's wish really came true. He sliced his own tongue.

Kiba, literally, kneed him in the face while his tongue was still out. The poor guy was spitting out blood and curses at the blond knight right now.

" Screw you, asshole!"

Kiba had no time nor will to care, as he stabbed his sword to the ground and halted one dog from mauling Tsubaki Shinra with blades erupting from below. He then walked to her side and helped her stand. The cerberus had no time to howl for its wounded legs, because Xenovia had already bisected it in half.

While Freed was too busy mourning for his bleeding, Kiba and Xenovia already stabbed the other Cerberus in the head. Both of their corpses burned down to ashes on contact with Xenovia's holy armamant.

" Are you okay, Shinra-san?"

He went back to her and carried her away from the battlefield. Her face suddenly adopted a massive blush, and she turned to avoid eye contact.

" Yes... Thank you, Yuuto-kun."

He put her near Sona, and turned to his King.

" Buchou... I—"

She simply hugged her knight, and there was no need for words. That simple exchange was more than enough to convey her feelings.

" Never do that again, you hear me?"

" Yes."

His face, free from dark and dull look he'd had for past few days, finally showed some spark of life and determination. He unsheathed his original blade, the Holy Eraser, instead of his strongest one to show that.

" A little late, perhaps, but I suspect our agreement is still in effect, Knight of Gremory?"

" You okay with wrecking that?"

Xenovia narrowed her eyes at the crazed priest wielding the combined holy sword.

" That blade is no longer sacred. Now, it's nothing but an abomination. If anything, I'll just collect the scraps to be reforged later on."

" Fine by me."

Kiba and Xenovia took their respective stance. For good measures, Kiba also made a bunch of swords nearby, as his swords would most likely shatter when clashing against that holy sword.


Hiiro was a fan of lightning magic. Aside from blood, lightning was his most used, most powerful type of magic. But, blood magic would put too much strain, and lead to him being anemic...

*SLICE!*

Ducking to avoid decapitation, he touched his opponent's feet and sent a deadly shock, enough to burn his flesh. Then, he threw the unconscious one to his friend behind him, catching him off guard. Roy took that chance and landed a vicious kick at the enemy's neck, downing another.

The element of surprise gave Hiiro and his team great advantage. Just by having their superior away, they were scattered and unable to retaliate much. That was the sole weakness of extremely centered team, or at least the traditional one.

Heavy reliance on leader.

" Ferris!"

As expected of the holy knight, he pushed her back. Luckily, she was able to distract him enough that her teammates could swiftly dispose of the underlings. Relying on her bow to make sure he couldn't get close and playing smart granted them time. Even now, she and the holy knight played a deadly tag, like mouse running away from a cat.

However, it was clear that she'd lose the battle eventually. Her breath was ragged, and her movements became sloppier, while the knight became more accustomed to her tendencies and reflex.

Of course, if he didn't count two devilish males creeping up from behind.

Just as the priest finally caught her with a holy-powered rope and dragged her by feet, Hiiro launched a blast of electricity to his back. Stunned for a while, he was open to Roy's beastly fist that socked his side, knocking him away from the elf.

" Are you okay?"

Hiiro pulled her up, and noticed she was limping on one foot. The rope tied and burned the stocking and her skin, while the pressure bruised her ankle. She was barely able to stand, and her stamina was on its limit. As heartless as he was, he couldn't let someone he knew from childhood go on like this.

Jumping down from the roof, he brought Ferris down along with him, and entrusted her to Roy.

" Thanks you two, but I'll take it from here. Could you get her to safety?"

" Objection. I, still can be of use. Please, let me help more."

He gritted his teeth at her determination, but then smiled. She'd grown fond of Tamamo, despite her status as prisoner and her short time knowing her. But, she was injured, and further involvement in this might add more fatal ones. Plus, if her master got wind of this somehow, it wouldn't end well.

Worst case, he might get another batch of troublesome scums coming again.

" Roy, get her to safety, or better yet, go to the academy. Gremory princess will need more help, and there's no safer place."

" You sure you'll be okay?"

" Yep. No problem."

He contemplated for a while, but he finally complied to his friend's whimsical request. He carried her on his back and lightly punched Hiiro's chest.

" Don't die."

The guy chuckled and responded in kind.

" Yeah. You too."

Not wanting to waste any more time, Hiiro separated himself, and headed straight to the location with the highest possibily. The outside forces were already scattered enough, it was time to strike its head down.

Hiiro started taking out his weapons, and strapped them to his body. His normal shotgun blade, and two handguns with enchanted bullets. He put those in the holsters, along with several magazines in pockets.

Wearing two grey fingerless gloves to avoid frictions, he started dashing towards the rather avoided area in Kuoh town. It was one of the places most people avoid aside from the abandoned church on the edge of this city.

Well, apparently, there was rumor about human experimentation here, backed by military and yakuza gangs from the World War. Apparently, there was a lab that contained what remained of super soldiers from there. Sometimes in the past, people could hear cries and screams from its direction, and became too afraid to approach.

The glass door slid open, revealing a corridor resembling a hospital's.

However, that was only the surface. What was inside its basement was much less beautiful than that.

The underground facility created to create super soldiers capable of bringing down an entire army alone, with uniquely modified attributes. This was the only place which had adequate equipment to contain a divine being without being scorched to ashes. Hiiro exited the lift, and opened the emergency stairs, but descended instead of going up.

He finally found her.

Tamamo with her fox ears and tails out was suspended inside some kind of slime, with her limbs restrained by black chains. He could see her wrists blackening, signs from slight miasma corruption. That sight was infuriating. Just seeing that made him want to tear apart whoever dared to place her there.

Unlike his usual rash and headstrong attitude, he'd been extremely calm. Because of that, he was able to enter undetected by the guards placed here. His hand moved forward, grabbing the neck of an unsuspecting priest, and crushed his windpipe without letting him make so much as a whimper.

Just like that, he disposed of the remaining two guards with one headshot each, and went to reach the container. Just before he could put down the power and free her, a chain wrapped up his elbow, and dragged him away.

" Well, well. It seems there's a rat here."

Hiiro skidded over the floor to slow, and yanked his arm along with the guy attached to the end. Now it was his turn to kiss the floor, and pulled down. Before he could have fun with that, another one kneed him in the face and flipped away in a manner that'd make most gymnast jealous.

Spewing out blood and one tooth, Hiiro countered with a vicious whip kick that hit the enemy's neck. But, unlike usual, he couldn't feel muscle tearing and bones breaking. Instead, he felt like he kicked a wall of flesh.

" As expected of top-brass. Their defense is amazing."

" Flattery won't let you leave alive, you know?"

Both of them engaged in a flashy slugfest, each trying to take advantage over other with merely martial arts. Hiiro ducked a high kick, and pulled out his gun. Surprisingly, he could read the trajectory and dodged the bullet fired from nearly point-blank range.

They put on some distance after that brief exchange. Hiiro opened his palm, dropping three poisoned needles to the floor. Apparently, he wasn't the only one with the idea of a point-blank strike. And somehow, he managed to aim at the back of his neck with that kind of position.

" Aaww~ I thought I got you, little demon~"

Hiiro balled his fist in annoyance, as the needles had some light element mixed in, causing a little damage to his skin. On the other hand, the priest's cheek was grazed by the magic bullet, causing a shallow bleeding cut.

His instincts screamed as he looked up, spotting a huge golden fireball flung at him. Taking out his blade, he slashed apart the spell, and aimed the muzzle at the wizard. However, the shrapnel he shot wasn't strong enough to break the barrier around him. Left with no choice, he charged head-on, intending on eliminating her with brute force.

Before his blade could reach him, a tower shield literally bashed him aside, breaking the wall across. The strength was nothing to scoff at, and such speed... Hiiro shook his head, and pulled himself out from that crack, only to find a huge lance nailing where his heart previously was.

Again, several knives assaulted him, turning the wall and floor to pincushion. He was even hurt by them, but nothing too serious with blut vene. He picked out his guns and started shooting, but the tank of that team managed to somehow get in time and block the bullets perfectly.

" You know, why we keep up your fox here, little fella?"

Another one, brandising a broadsword, sliced at him while flashing his winning smile. His mad tone hadn't dulled his swordsmanship in the slightest. Hiiro could feel the danger crawling like ants on his skin. Without even knowing them before, he knew that they were the best at what they were doing. Each of them, either with swords, magecraft, assassination, or shield, had the power unlike the opponents he'd been facing so far.

" Divine power works best with holy power. Getting it is a damn hassle, though... But, imagine strapping a divine beast on this device. Amazing, right?"

He knew, that they were assassins.

" Add in the bonus of getting a demon prince! This city's a gold mine!"

He knew, that mental attacks and distractions were the very basics of defeating an opponent, and just another method to kill.

And true, they were getting more and more aggresive as the mental attack intensified. The spells and knives were getting more and more accurate, and it was getting harder to perfectly dodge everything.

To be brutally honest, they were really grating on his nerves.

His eyes turned red, with peculiar symbols spinning inside. Immediately, red lines appeared on his arm, extending to his fist. He caught the hand wielding the blade, and struck its wielder hard in the gut. Once he bent over, Hiiro launched a brutal knee to the face. The swordsman was flung back, but the assassin rushed over from a blindspot, binding his hand with a chain and aiming his knife at the throat.

A very advanced and dangerous assassination techinique. This guy is definitely worth going all out on, Hiiro thought. Instead of defending, Hiiro had kicked the man's abdomen without holding back, and sent him flying across the room. That technique had one flaw, that it would also put down his own defense.

In other words, if the target didn't get shocked enough to make them get heart attack, and they had clear mind, there's a good chance he'd be the one dead instead.

His physical abilities had explosively increased due to feeding his own muscles and nerves with blood magic. Even the charging paladin's shield charge, he put to a halt. Then, grabbing a part of the armor, he lifted him and slammed on the floor without mercy.

" You all really have a deathwish, strolling around and assaulting Tamamo. Pray to God, bastards, pray for mercy. 'Cause I'm not about to show you any!"

His words were cold and full of loathing. The plan they'd hatched backfired. Instead of getting benefits, they'd stepped on a tiger's tail, and now it's hungry for flesh. His scarlet eyes struck fear to them, and they knew, their chances of dying weren't as low as they thought.

In terms of pure physical strength, he was in a different league than them. His mastery of blood magic made him a deadly foe, and more importantly, he was dead set on exterminating them from the face of earth.

" May God's will be exacted on earth! Praise God for His endless blessing for us sinners!"

" Praise the Lord."

" May God's name be glorified until the end of time."

" Praise the Lord."

They started chanting prayers, and somehow, the air became thicker. Holy energy permeated the place, enough to suffocate a normal devil to death. Light cross appeared on each of their heads, hovering and humming with power.

" What's that?"

{ I may be wrong, but it's resembling something called divine connection. One of the church's trump cards, but honestly, I don't really know what it does.}

" Let's not find out."

Whatever it could be, only something nasty could obtain the title 'trump card' for an organization like church. He wasn't about to let them hold another advantage by becoming more troublesome than they were already. Pressing the trigger while swinging the blade in a wide arc, he sent out a hail of shrapnel in shape of a crescent. The explosive power should've been enough to blast them to a pile of gore, or at least when they had their guard so low for the ritual like that.

The strike collided with a loud boom and exploded, throwing debris everywhere and raising a smokescreen.

He bulged his eyes at the sight in front of him. No one was damaged at all. Even though he focused the blast at the mage who should've had the weakest defense of the bunch, but even she wasn't injured at all. All his attack managed to achieve was blowing off their capes, revealing their gender and combat attires.

They all wore standard robes, albeit with several protective and helpful runes embedded, along with an armor that had even stronger protection spells on. There were some differences here and there, but it was easily noticeable that they were all made by the same blacksmith, a very high-quality at that.

Still, even with such protection, he couldn't believe his strike couldn't even make a dent. His answer came when they opened their eyes. All of them had glowing golden eyes, and pearly white sphere of light surrounding their bodies.

" What in the world?"

The only one capable of escaping that unscathed was the paladin due to his particular defensive buff blessing. However, all of them had escaped easily even without the paladin shielding them. His reaction was not that far off.

During the brief period of shock, the assassin had snuck behind him and pressed his palm near his ribs. Feeling danger, Hiiro swung his elbow to break the hold and guard against whatever trick he had, but he didn't expect a high-tier fire spell erupting from that hand. He was launched like a bullet across the underground lab, colliding with a wall and cracking it with pure kinetic force. Even then, his body was buried quite deeply inside.

He vomited a mouthful of blood that turned to scarlet mist before it could touch the concrete floor. It immediately joined the intense swirling of mist around his body, sometimes being absorbed back to ensure his body never became too low on blood. His left arm was burnt black by the holy flame, and unable to recover as quickly as usual.

" Damn it!"

He regained his clarity and pushed himself out of the wall. Looking at the group with more caution than before, he analyzed the possibilities. Normal methods should've been unable to let them have access to techniques and blessings others had, so it definitely wasn't something simple.

Racking his brains to gain even the slightest clue while fending off assaults of compressed strength of those knights was not an easy task. Luckily, his physical strength still slightly higher than them. Even though their powers were lethal, he could still recover and fight as long as he didn't receive too much.

" It can't be…Soul connection?"

{ Plausible, especially if you take into account their faith. That might be able to form the glue to stick their foundation together.}

" Better than nothing. It's safe to assume that all their powers are merged and capable of being unleashed by any one of them."

To have all their powers focused and ready in battle was such an unfair advantage. Perhaps they weren't as proficient as the original user, but even that was already more than enough for life-saving measure. Moreover, the more variety of abilities each person possessed, the more trump cards available for ALL of them.

Even then, he had a feeling that this method had something more inside. There was no way the trump card would end up being just a soul connection.

There was… something more dangerous.

Quickly unleashing his blade, Hiiro kept them at bay for some time. However, eventually his physical strength was unable to hold out, slowly succumbing to integrated and continuous barrage of attacks. His long-range means to attack were too feeble to penetrate the paladin's protection blessing, let alone his tower shield. Moreover, it was like they had eyes behind their backs. The numerous times he managed to sneak behind, all failed. He didn't expect that connection would be sticky enough to even share senses with one another, to the point the four of them were an individual.

" Gah!"

The paladin's shield bash sent him sprawling at the floor. He quickly knelt, and tried to stand up, but his legs had grown weak. Mustering strength towards any part of the body could only be considered a fool's errand for him now. He stumbled and fell backwards, leaning against the now partially red wall. Their battle had been bloody, with both his and their blood crashing down the wall and floor. His wounds were far more grievous, though.

His sight had become hazy.

" What…do…you…?

" Hohoho. Slow there, little demon. I think you're quite close to deathbed, aren't ya? Better to stay down for a while."

The swordsman kicked him down at his slightest struggle, bringing all his effort to nothing more than bitter disappointment. He smirked, revealing a row of pencil-sharp teeth. Hiiro had a hard time believing this person wasn't a full-blown cannibal. His eyes were like cat's, and they pierced like his scalp when he pulled up his face by hair and turned him to Tamamo's chamber.

" Look at her. Ain't she gorgeous?"

He previously thought he was pointing at Tamamo, but that wasn't it. Aside the chamber, there was another capsule with a pedestal inside. A golden claymore gradually formed inside, emanating bright luster from its broad blade. That sight made him realize, what he'd called 'gorgeous'.

That… That abomination made from Tamamo's blood and energy, combined with holy power. He bit his lips until it bled, cursing his own weakness. He just wasn't strong enough to surpass them and save her! Without power, how could he hope to achieve anything? In this cruel world, the things awaiting the weak were pain and suffering. To reach higher, one must predate others, as every living beings, no matter how pure, stood on a mountain of corpses.

" We have to thank that fox there. You know, when we came to her, she pleaded to let you go. She came with us obediently, fully knowing it'll turn out this way, just to ensure your safety. Yet ungrateful bastard still comes. HAH!"

Once again, he kneed him in the face.

" One of our brothers was killed by your cheap ploy. This pain is nothing compared to losing a life-death comrade. You said something about mercy, let's agree. We're not about to show you any."

The paladin spat out, and once again he was flung away. No resistance could be offered as his body became weak after using too much blood magic in short span of time. Even moving proved to be too difficult compared to curl around and die.

" Well the sword's done. Why don't we test it? We've got the perfect rat to test it with, after all."

The swordsman pointed the finished golden claymore at the fallen demon. Seeing Hiiro's eyes turning dim with despair, his face adopted a sadistic smirk.

" Or let's say, fox."

He quickly raised his hand and dashed with assassin's speed towards Tamamo's capsule, ready to impale her heart. With a crazy glint, he felt resistance of flesh and bones on his sword. Chuckling insanely, he opened his eyes to feast at the sight in front on him, ignoring the strange feelings from the connection.

Indeed, the place had pierced flesh, but it just felt wrong. He just noticed he never felt the resistance of the capsule's glass. He raised his eyes, only to see the one impaled was not the fox goddess, but Hiiro. The swordsman whistled in amazement.

" You're really something else. I never thought you'd be able to move after being roughed up that much…"

He thought, if they'd been lenient for one second with the divine connection, this guy might just turn the tables. Possibly, they were the ones lying on the ground, half-dead if they let down the guard.

They were fortunate to adhere to their instinct and kept pressuring him carefully, draining him dry. Even then, he was able to move faster than his hand, shielding the fox goddess with his own body. Really, a tiger showed its true fangs only when cornered.

" A shame, but this is the end."

" A man, to the very end, he is. If he weren't a demon, he'd make a fine comrade. Who knows?"

What they didn't know, was that the sword had indeed cut through the glass. It might not have pierced her, but the capsule was broken nonetheless, setting her free. Her consciousness fluttered open, almost like waking up from deep coma. But, the moment she laid eyes on him, all hell broke loose.

Fire, everything was set ablaze with dazzling blue flames. Around them was a fire wall thick and hot enough to even melt the floor and reduce both metal capsules to a pile of smoldering goo. While the goddess' flames should've been divine and compelling, this time she released flames that earned her the name of calamity. Her eyes while teary, were cold enough to freeze their blood solid.

" I told you all… I agreed to your silly plot for one, simple, favor. NOT to hurt him in any way…"

She stopped to bite her wrist and had Hiiro drink the blood dripping. Her warm eyes were only directed at him, while for them, the coldness of Cocytus. She opened her mouth again, her voice dripping with venom.

" If… he drew his last breath… the whole Shinto faction will eradicate you. He is the one that takes care of minor gods and goddesses shrines… For that alone, we're indebted to him. We, no, I, fox goddess Tamamo, will hunt you to the end of the world! Mark my words, paladins of church."

Let alone run, they couldn't even move. Divine sealing might've been able to capture and control divine beings to certain extent, but the being had to deliberately lower her power to be captured. Moreover, this goddess was the primordial fox.

There was a reason why they were called divine being, after all.

Likewise, her blood was extremely potent. Even on the verge of death, he was slowly recuperating. His wounds healed, and his face became a little more relaxed compared to before. The ones outside could only grit their teeth as Hiiro slowly became healthier by the second.

When Hiiro had regained enough vitality to move his body, his eyes snapped open, and he jumped in front of her in pure instinct. He hadn't been completely conscious yet, in fact he was barely keeping himself up.

" Stay… away…"

His hair shadowed his face, as his hands shot forward. Her body was feeling anemic, as an enormous amount of her blood were given to Hiiro. Moreover, she hadn't even recuperated from her time sapped inside the capsule.

He was enraged, to say the least.

Wasting no time and effort, he summoned one of the most destructive spells blood magic had to offer. Previously, he couldn't risk being interrupted while casting, but now, the fire wall defended them magnificently. Normally, he wouldn't even consider using this, but right now, his instincts had taken control. A deep scarlet orb, tinted with dark miasma inside appeared on his hand, and he threw it at their general direction.

Divine blood greatly enhanced his strength by several folds. The paladins chose to scatter and dodge instead of taking that head on. Their senses screamed bloody danger the moment that horrifying orb was released, and they adhered.

Thing is, the spell that Hiiro cast was named 'Blood Desecration'.

The orb flew not too fast, not too slow, but it contained incredible sucking ability. It sucked everything around it, either air, debris, or maybe some humans with divine connection. In just a few seconds, the neat and tidy high-tech lab was reduced to unrecognizable ruins. Those paladins also couldn't resist being sucked into the hole created from blood magic empowered with divine power.

Also, Hiiro's unimaginable hatred and dark emotions clouding his mid had turned the spell to a destruction incarnate. After it'd sucked to its limits, the orb compressed, and exploded like an atomic bomb. The building, from basement to uppermost floors, had been thoroughly eliminated without a trace. All that was left was a huge crater as deep as the basement reached before, and the capsules containing the experimental weapons.

" You are too much."

" I can't believe your blood is this strong, Tama-chan. Can you blame me for losing control like that? Besides, they hurt you."

His wounds spurted blood again as he fell on his knees again. The divine blood had restored his energy and vitality, but the wounds were still apparent, and in need for time to completely heal. Especially a large laceration on his left chest, one inch from his heart. Previously, it was a gaping hole, but now it was a severe laceration. With that kind wound, he was lucky not to be crippled.

Gulping in a mouthful of blood back to his system, he hoisted Tamamo up and turned to the capsule containing the rest of those abominable experimental weapons, finished before the claymore.

" Now, what should we do?"


The next chapter will conclude the Kokabiel arc. Again, I'm sorry about the (very) late update. Enjoy reading, cheers, and leave a comment down below!