DxD: The fake X fate-Chapter 43 -: Thunder Priestess

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"Ddraig...?" Issei pondered, glancing down at his gauntlet for confirmation only to wince "He says if it's just the two of you it shouldn't be a problem, but you'll only receive 70-80% of the Boost."

"That should be more than enough." Rias assured him, the two of them dropping down so Issei could place his armoured hand on both their shoulders, only to gasp as, with a cry of "TRANSFER!", a surge of Demonic Power filled their bodies, filling them to the point it felt as if their skin would burst if so much as pricked by a needle.

It was also a clearly arousing experience, evidenced by the way their nipples were poking through their blouses and the downright erotic moans they were giving off.

"...We can do this." Rias breathed as soon as she got herself under control, the Gremory heiress smiling confidently at her Queen as they once again took to the skies to continue their assault "Akeno!"

"But of course," the Thunder Priestess chirped, raising a hand in the air as lighting crashed overhead, her eyes locked on the sole remaining Cerberus "Thunder! Resound!"

The Cerberus made as if to run, but Koneko had gotten a good grip on its forelimb and somehow managed to supplex the hellhound onto its back. Before it could rise to its feet, countless swords burst from the ground, impaling the beast, holding it down for Akeno's lighting to fry it to a crisp.

"Sword Birth?" Issei exclaimed, the Pawn's eyes widening in relief at the sight of a familiar figure walking towards them through the settling dust like the damn bishounen he was "Kiba!"

"Yuuto." Rias sighed, smiling in relief at the return of her errant Knight, only to scowl as Kokabiel derisively applauded their success against his pets, the Gremory heiress mustering her charged Power of Destruction in both hands before launching it at the Fallen with all she had "TAKE THIS!"

'So that's her Power of Destruction.' Shirou muttered, his expression grim as he watched the black mass of Prana erupt from the Gremory Heiress palms, shivering in apprehension as his senses screamed at him to run, to put as much distance between that awful power and him as possible.

If the Mass of Darkness intimidated Kokabiel at all, however, the Fallen Star of God certainly wasn't showing it. Indeed, he seemed almost expectant as he casually reclined on his throne, watching the oncoming tide of death draw ever nearer.

Slowly, almost lazily, be brought a hand up before him, as if to casually instruct the oncoming Prana to halt in its tracks. It therefore came as a shock to all when the wave of death did just that, halting dead in its tracks the moment it came in contact with his outstretched palm.

"You've got to be kidding me?!" Issei yelped, dropping to his knees in disbelief at the sight "I charged Buchou with everything I had, that blast was at least ten times larger than the one she used against Raynare and he didn't even flinch?"

As if to further mock the Gremory's' efforts, Kokabiel casually tilted his arm to the side, as if swatting a fly, sending the darkness careening towards the ground, where it promptly carved a massive crater, easily ten times the one he made when he destroyed the gym.

'He's been holding back.' Shirou deduced, his expression grim as Kokabiel confirmed just what kind of monster they were dealing with 'He hasn't been taking us seriously from the get go.'

As the dust settles...

"How very interesting...." Kokabiel noted, the smile on his face not unlike that of a child whose found a new toy, were it not for the battle-lust in his eyes "So this is the kind of power you can gain when combined with the Red Dragon Emperor's..." he sneered down at Issei "Perhaps there was something to Azazel's interest in you after all, boy!"

Before Rias could voice a response, the light from the centre of the field intensified to the point even Kokabiel had to shield his eyes, the Fallen scowling in annoyance at the interruption until Valper's insane laughter filled the air. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

"It's complete!" the Archbishop of Genocide proclaimed, gazing reverently at the centre of the array, where the swords hovered, their forms bathed in a holy light that forced the devils to avert their eyes, Shirou and Xenovia merely scowling as they waited to die down, revealing a single sword hovering in the centre of the field, surrounded by a blue-white aura.

Judging the concept of creation...

They who were separate are united once more...yet still their brilliance pales to that of their origin.

Once again, Shirou felt the twinge of discomfort as he gazed upon the fused Excalibur (?), the voices of the swords that made up its form now joined by the voice of Galilei's creation.

Hypothesizing the Basic Structure...

A two-handed longsword forged from three separate blades, the vision of a Madman's dream.

Now, however, that the three had been combined, he had a better understanding of how they could have originally been one, and even how Rapidly and Destruction could have ever been a part of them.

Duplicating the Composite Materials...

While divine metal served as its core, base metals had been added to hold the shards together.

By examining the combined blade and comparing it to its fellows, he could make out the various imperfections that had been added due to the process of re-forging them into separate swords.

Imitating the Production Process...

Originally forged by divine hands, they were combined through the machinations of a Madman.

While Valper's method had been flawed, a mockery of whatever the original creator had intended, by combining the blade like this, Shirou was able to deduce how the original could have been forged.

Sympathizing with the Experience of its Growth...

Few possessed the qualifications for it to acknowledge them as master and so few could wield it.

This blade had never been intended to be wielded by anyone other than its original owner. An owner whose qualifications had been so high that no-other Holy Sword Wielder had ever come close.

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