After sacrificing his life to save a child, Satria awakens in a new world as Shidou Matsumi, an ordinary teenager. His life takes an unexpected turn when he becomes the administrator of a mysterious 'Dimensional Chat' group, connecting him with enig...
"I see... Is Sir. Sirzechs coming? Or perhaps Serafall??" Kokabiel sneered, his piercing gaze fixed on Rias and her peerage.
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"We don’t need my brother or Serafall-sama to defeat you!" Rias shot back sharply, her crimson hair billowing in the wind. Her tone was fierce, a testament to her pride and determination. She despised being underestimated.
Kokabiel chuckled darkly. "I see... So you brats want to die by my hands that badly, do you? Hahaha! Very well. Let’s see if you can handle this!"
He raised his hand and unleashed a devastating shockwave that rippled toward them, tearing through the air with destructive force.
"Evade his attack!" Rias commanded, her voice cutting through the chaos.
The peerage scattered as the shockwave obliterated the gymnasium behind them, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake.
"What a terrifying power," Akeno murmured, her usual playful demeanor replaced with solemnity.
So this is the strength of a Fallen Angel Cadre," Kiba muttered, his grip tightening on his sword. The sheer impact of Kokabiel's power left him shaken, though he refused to let fear consume him.
Nearby, Xenovia stepped forward, her eyes locked on Kiba. "Hey, blond devil! Lend me a weapon. I’m not going to stand around and be useless here."
Kiba nodded, summoning a sword with Sword Birth and tossing it to her.
"Don’t misunderstand," Kiba said curtly. "I’m only doing this because it’s an emergency. I still despise people from the Church."
Xenovia caught the sword with a smirk. "How convenient. I feel the same about devils." Without missing a beat, she joined Kiba in preparing for battle.
"Please, don’t fight among yourselves," Asia pleaded, her hands clasped tightly.
"C’mon, Xenovia-chan," Irina chimed in, trying to defuse the tension. "Let’s focus on defeating Kokabiel first. We can argue later!"
Meanwhile, Koneko stood firm, her eyes narrowing as she observed Kokabiel. 'He’s strong... but not as strong as Satria or his family.' Her resolve strengthened as she clenched her fists. 'I need to get stronger too, to be worthy of staying by his side.'
"What's the matter, thieving cat? Scared?" Ravel teased, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"No," Koneko replied flatly, a hint of annoyance in her tone. "And for the last time, I’m not interested in Issei-senpai’s fried chicken." She grumbled inwardly, regretting the lie she once told to cover up her true intentions.
Kokabiel laughed, his voice dripping with malice. "How dull... But no matter. Let’s see if you can entertain me, Gremory." His sinister smile widened, his confidence unwavering.
