Strongest In DxD - Chapter 92

Obviously such sacred power should have alerted any being in the Underworld, however Ren had made a barrier to cover the entire region preventing anyone from interfering.

Ren only sighed as he relaxed his muscles, [Ain Soph Aur] was a technique he could normally only use when he had his Balance Breaker activated, but because of his training he was able to activate it at a lower power.

But this wore him out a bit.

Looking around Ren saw the bodies of the champions of the [Rating Games] as well as the members of the Sairaorg Nobility scattered about.

Raising his hand a wave of purple energy surged over Ren's hand.

"Devour everything, leave nothing left Beelzebuth" said Ren as he activated his Supreme Skill [Lord of Gluttony Beelzebuth].

The purple energy wave moved as if it had consciousness as it began to devour everything in front of it.

The energy wave consumed Regulus and all the nobility of Sairaorg, in addition to the bodies of all the other Demons, including the champions of the [Rating Game].

After devouring everything in front of it the energy aura slowly returned to Ren's hand and disappeared.

"What about Raphael?" asked Ren.

[The analysis on all beings devoured with the Final Skill "Lord of Gluttony Beelzebuth" was completed]

[The following Skills have been analyzed and are available: "Hole", "Crack", "Useless"]

[The Sacred Gear "Regulus Nemea" has also been added to the master's Sacred Gears]

Ren nodded as he analyzed everything.

[Disclaimer: The Skill "Sacred Unification-Demoniac" has evolved into the Supreme Skill "Lord of Melchizedek Domination"]

Blinking with his new skill, Ren smiled before turning to the sky.

"I hope the others are not in trouble at Grigori and the Vatican" thought Ren aloud.

Smiling he went back on his way as he returned to his walk through the Underworld, although he was at all times aware of who was watching him.

Several miles away from Ren's location another person could be seen.

The woman's long golden hair swayed slightly in the wind as her crimson eyes, even from miles away, focused on Ren.

That woman was Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

Although she was not included in the mission, she decided to follow her master because she knew that something interesting always happened to him, and that he was someone totally worthy of her attention.

And she had no regrets as a thought settled in her mind.

The King of Uruk had a broad smile on his face, his heart was beating wildly, and his eyes were fixed on the black-haired boy from afar who had behaved very well in the situation that had unfolded.

Such ferocity! What clear conviction! What unshakable determination! This was a man whose worth exceeds a thousand men or more.

"Hm. I guess it wasn't a stroke of luck after all. You really are a man worthy of my attention" she meditated, "Only you have redeemed this era in my eyes ..." her laugh reverberated in the cold night air, "And I cannot wait to make you mine ..."

Mine. You are mine. That was the only thought that filled the King of Heroes' mind.

She will not allow this treasure to be taken away from her as the gods had done with her only friend in the past. When the time comes, she will take it, by force if necessary. And she will not allow any competition for its body and heart, except by one, and only one person. Her.

If there were more, they had better not be foolish enough to challenge the king for what is hers. But if they were foolish enough, then they will be welcome as his consorts; she is not without mercy, after all.

She reached out her hand toward Ren as if trying to grab him, and said, "Know this, Ren Katsuo. Although your tenacity and determination may lead you to rebel against my will ... I will show you that I can and must make you mine."

Amidst the loneliness of the night the laughter of the King of Heroes filled the place as she finally discovered a treasure worthy of her.

...

On Grigori.

The Grigori is one of the Three Great Biblical Factions, an organization created by Azazel and the Fallen Cadre Angels who fell from the grace of the God of the Bible in Heaven after giving in to their impure thoughts.

Originals of the Fifth Heaven, the Grigori were once Pure Angels who were created by the God of the Bible until they fell from Heaven for giving in to their impure thoughts and having sex with human women. Azazel and the Grigori participated in the Great War against God and the Angels in Heaven and the original Four Great Satan and the Demons, but after God and the Satan were killed, the Grigori became the first to retreat after losing many of their subordinates and one The Cadre Kokabiel wanted to continue the war until it was contained by the other Boards.

After the Great War, the Grigori hid in the Human world and began researching Sacred Gears and creating Artificial Sacred Gears, while also taking in Sacred Gear possessors who had no family and were left alone. However, the Grigori had a strict policy of not causing harm to the Human world and decided to eliminate Sacred Gear users who might cause harm to the world and try to prevent future threats.

Currently in the region that encompassed the territory of the Fallen Angels a large scale battle was taking place.

Death and destruction was spread throughout the region as two opposing forces faced each other.

On one side were the warriors of the Grigori, winged men and women with large black wings flying as they attacked their enemies, they were supported by mages and Sacred Gear users who fought alongside them.

Already those who were facing Grigori's warriors were beings beyond imagination, their bodies were totally black as if they were made of shadows, it was as if the darkness had gathered into various forms.

The darkness took on many forms, Angels and Fallen Angels, Demons, Dragons and humans among other beings beyond imagination.

And the result of this clash was that the warriors of Grigori were being slaughtered.

The army of the Fallen Angels organization reached the great number of twenty thousand warriors.

But they were insignificant compared to the shadow army that reached the overwhelming number of over two hundred thousand.

Not only that, but even when one of the shadows was destroyed they simply regenerated instantly as if it were nothing.

This was the power of the Army of Death, the power of the personal army of Ren Katsuo, the Shadow Monarch.

An army that Ren has built up over the years with his power to control the dead.

A few moments ago everything was normal in Grigori, however suddenly they were attacked with a large scale attack.

All they could do was gather what warriors they could to counterattack.

And since then the battle between the Army of Death and the Fallen Angels Faction was going on.

"What the fuck" Azazel's voice sounded across the battlefield.

It had been a few moments since the Grigori leader had joined the battle as he tried to gather the full strength of his Faction.

Throwing a shower of light spears, Azazel shattered dozens of smaller shadows in front of him.