Kapitel 129: Chapter 129: It pulls a nuke from between its breasts
"Kuhaahaaa! Everything is going exactly as Mo-kun planned!" Serafall held to Sona's hands while the two were waltzing together in Momon's living quarters.
"Kukuku… Then you realized the joy and sweet suffering that is being in my lord's service?" Sona chuckled at her beloved big sister's cute antics. And then she reached to kiss Serafall's temple.
"So-tan! Sneaky! But yeah… Pretty much, I guess. I mean, he made an almost-pinky promise that he'd rebuild everything after the conflict… And resurrect the dead! That's, like, super-cool! No limits on collateral damage! No more worries about civilian casualties! Everything and everyone will be back once things settle down! Not to mention he'd get you that school you wanted." Serafall beamed. "I'm sorry, I never thought you were so serious about it."
"You thought it was just something I'd use to 'one up' and 'rebel against the system' of those dusty old Pillars." Sona chuckled. "Don't worry. The political ramifications of allowing a school like that meant my hopes and dreams were misplaced, unless I became the strongest devil through Rating Games… And even then, I doubt they'd allow it to be built, much less allow it to be attended. At best it would have been an empty building, a mark for my 'vanity', a lesson of humility and humiliation to me by the Pillars... I do not hold a grudge to you for not helping with that goal- Your hands were tied as much as mine."
"Well… Pretty much… But Mo-kun!"
"The groundwork for the school has already been laid." Sona danced a bit with Serafall again. "I've gotten in touch with a few people who'd be interested in teaching. Youkai would also send their children to come and learn… Learn the ways of the Supreme Being. A name truly befitting Him. Kukukuku…"
"Kuhahaha…" Serafall chuckled happily, and Sona chuckled back while the two walzed a bit. "...Aaah, I was such a dunce…"
"You played the part expected of you, don't think too hard about it. Just embrace it all…" Sona hugged Serafall and the two toppled over to a couch in Momon's living quarters. "Now, a new dawn approaches… A glorious age of the Supreme Being."
"Hehe…" Serafall giggled. "How are you feeling? I accidentally splashed you with 'the stuff'... Are you holding up?"
"I worked some of it out with Ravel-chan and her mother. But… That won't be enough… mhn…" Sona squirmed a bit while Serafall hugged her. "Don't tease me… I wannah… I feel… Haahn…"
"Ehe, sowwy." Serafall put up a cute expression as she patted Sona's stomach a bit. "Still got some in your system?"
"Yeah…"
"Me too… But listen! I did Mo-kun's orders to a tee this time around, so he's contractually obliged to screw our brains out! Non-literally! Unless you're Ravel-tan, in which case, literally!" Serafall giggled although she gained a bit of a dangerous glint in her eyes with the last words.
"Umu." A somewhat resigned voice came from somewhere behind Serafall, making both of the sisters turn their heads towards it. "I see… Ahem, I suppose…"
Sona giggled a bit at Momonga who had opened the door to the 'living room' of his quarters and had stepped in… Before freezing up as soon as he saw Serafall and Sona lying on a couch.
Sona stood up and faced towards her master while curtsying slightly. "Welcome back, master. Would you like to hear our report… Or would you like us instead?"
Momonga looked like he wanted to just withdraw and close the door… Except for Serafall suddenly appearing behind him and kicking him into the room.
"Aha! The criminal always returns to the scene of the crime! Magical Girl Sera-tan has found you out- Prepare to face justice!" Serafall struck a pose while pointing a magical girl wand at Momonga who was lying on his face on the floor in front of Sona.
Sona thought she heard her master mutter something about 'chuuni' and 'magical girls' and 'shut up Ddraig' to the floor while lying on his face on it... Before her master disappeared from the floor.
Sona got a cold feeling in her chest that Serafall had offended Momonga- Before a pair of hands tied themselves around Sona's waist and shoulders from behind and lifted her up from the floor.
A hand reached to hold Sona's chin gently and tilt her head to the side a bit, and Sona let her body relax as she realized her master had teleported behind her just like Serafall had done to him.
"Surrender, Magical Girl Sera-tan, or your sister shall pay the price." The dark lord behind Sona's back spoke with a tone that was both final and gentle.
"Oh no! How dare you use innocents to- eeeeh?!" Serafall covered her face with her hands but left a gap between her fingers. "Nooo! My innocent So-tan! No! You'll lose your innocence to that criminal gang-boss!"
Sona looked down as she felt something rub between her thighs and saw that a sizable 'meat' had sprung up and slid up from between her legs, allowing her to rest her weight on the shaft as if she was sitting on it.
"Surrender… Se-tan." Momonga muttered to the side of Sona's neck while kissing and nuzzling it, causing Sona's blood to start to boil from a combination of want and from the remnants of the tantric energy liquid that had been splashed on her. "Or perhaps you wish to see your beloved little sister corrupted and turned to a… ahem, umu, a meat sleeve in front of your e-eyes?"
The dark master stumbled on his words a bit, making Sona wonder what the ultimate hidden meaning of such a stumble was, but her concentration broke as Momonga reached down to rip Sona's underwear and skirt from her body and reveal her body from waist-down.
Sona looked down while her eyes began to haze a bit, and saw her own nectars starting to coat the lewd meat that was rubbing its top against her lower lips.
Her body was lifted up while she reached down to guide the meat upwards, finally resting against her sex… And then she was lowered almost painfully slowly, causing breath to leave Sona's lungs as the meat filled her insides and caused her stomach to bulge a bit from the sheer depth of the penetration.
"Ahn…" Sona's lips couldn't hold back a small moan as her womb was pushed up as she was speared by the meat, while her legs dangled limply and her arms were trying to hold onto Momonga's as he hugged her back against his chest. "G-ghuaah- Hn… I-it's… ahn…"
"Nooo! So-tan! Don't worry, I'll save you… B-but if I attack, then I'll hurt you… M-mou, I'll have to watch and look for an opening! Don't worry, So-tan! I'll definitely save you and then we'll go together to eat ice-cream!" Serafall was stammering while she was kneeling on the floor and watching the happenings through an opening between her fingers.
The first thrust came and Sona's vision became cross-eyed and her glasses tilted on her face from the impact, and when the second thrust came, her tongue poked out of her mouth almost instinctively. "Ahn- I'sh… Too bhigh… I'll break… I'll break for shure…"
"Then break… And I'll always be there to put you back together." Momon whispered softly to Sona's ear, causing her legs to twitch from pleasure and trust while her back arched to give the man a better angle to penetrate her body. "Ufn… S-Sona- that's… G-ghuh, Serafall-san, p-please be careful…"
"Mou! I'm being left out! Don't worry, evildoer, I'll take what's due!" Serafall's voice interrupted Sona's tranquil bliss and she looked down to see that Serafall had appeared in front of the two and she had reached to grab the man's balls with her hands… And squish a bit. "Take this!"
"G-ghuh! C-careful-"
"And- Slurp!" Serafall buried her face to the spot where Sona and Momon were connected, causing Sona to let a small, breathy sigh as she felt her sister's tongue play with her lower parts and lick the shaft that was entering her. "I'll make you cum so hard you'll have to let So-tan go! And then it'll be a one-on-one fight!"
"I'll take great joy in turning you into a… a mindless sex organ, Magical Girl Levi-tan." Momon blushed while speaking, making Sona chuckle a bit as she realized that he was just going along with Serafall's fantasies while also stammering a bit to act cute for Sona.
'Haha… Very well then, let's play…' Sona rested her back against Momon's chest again while clenching her legs together to tighten her grip on the man's meat. "Ahn… Please… I'll break, this innocent maiden who was caught between good and evil will break… Haa…"
Sona practically felt as Serafall fondled Momon's baby-factories while licking Sona's abdomen… And suddenly the meat twitched inside Sona, making her clench her body around the shaft even tighter while her back arched and she threw her arms up to put them around Momon's neck for better stability. The man in response hugged his arms around Sona's shoulders and waist… And then the flood came.
Sona let out a long moan of pleasure as a scalding-hot stream of baby-batter invaded her most sacred chamber, filling it to the brim in mere seconds and then pushing the canal open as her body failed to contain the entire stream.
Lapping and slurping sounds came from below as Serafall went to work on licking and slurping the excess discharge that shot out from between Sona's sex that was filled to the brim and Momon's shaft that was like fire-hose aimed into her insides.
Sona's vision went white while her body lost all sensation except for pleasure, making her feel like she had become nothing more than a cock-sleeve… At least until she came down from her orgasm-high and realized that Momon had put her down on the couch so she lay comfortably on her side.
She reached down to stroke her abdomen and stomach which were inflated a bit, and the touch caused a small river of thick, gel-like white stuff to flow down from between her lower lips.
Sona realized that she must have looked excessively lewd with her uniform's top still untouched but skirt and panties ripped off, black thigh-highs stained with streams of cum and her own nectar, and now 'bleeding' a river of white stuff from between her lower lips. "Hahn… This fair maiden… I cannot be anyone else's anymore… Sister, I'm sorry, I've become a cocksleeve for evil…"
"Nooo! My dear So-tan!" Serafall's voice came from somewhere nearby and Sona looked to the direction of the sound to see that Serafall had been put to a full nelson by Momon, who had buried his entire shaft directly into the 'Magical Girl's butt and had caused her stomach to bulge out considerably from the much more violent entry-angle compared to Sona's earlier penetration. Not to mention that Serafall had been 'speared' through an entirely different hole. "I was caught! But don't worry! I'll get away frroo- ooooooohhh!"
Serafall's body was slammed hilt-deep into the man's meat, causing Serafall's eyes to become cross-eyed and her gaze tilted upwards.
And then Momon turned Serafall's head back towards him so he could place a violent, possessive and outright feral kiss on the Maou's lips. "Do you think you could get away? No, Se-tan. Here- Bear my chil- ahem, mark! A claim of your body that you can never wash away!"
The man pushed Serafall's body up once more, and thrust Serafall's entire body hilt-deep into the meat-sword in a way that caused Serafall to shake and shiver… Before the discharge caused her belly to swell.
"G-hugh! Noo! My resolve, I won't be corr- blurgh!" Serafall began to spout about her resolve… Before her words were interrupted by a waterfall of white stuff coming from her mouth. "I-I can't believe if- blurgh- A-all the way through- brlugh- hguuu- I'll dwown… I'll drown in c-cuum!"
"A-ahem, then drown! And I'll bring you back- Did you think death would set you free- Se-tan?!" Momon sweated a bit as he clearly hadn't expected Serafall to use her own powers over water to 'pump' the stuff through her system 'in reverse'.
"B- blugb!" Serafall's eyes became cloudy and her body limp while thick gel-like white stuff was pouring down her mouth and into her chest, staining her 'magical girl' outfit and flooding down her body.
Sona stared a bit as a small pink fairy poked it's head from between Serafall's breasts and began tossing the white stuff from the woman's cleavage with a small bucket.
"A-ahem! Please! Please spare my dear sister! We'll become your meat-sleeves together, so please, my lord!" Sona realized that she was supposed to act her part as well so she fumbled 'up' from the couch, although she realized halfway through that her hips were ravaged so bad, and so good, that she could only hobble as opposed to walking properly.
"Hm… Very well. In that case." Momon seemed to make a ruling and put Serafall's limp body down against the floor, opened her motionless mouth with his fingers… And stuffed the still hard meat into her throat and stomach.
"H-blugh!" Serafall protested a bit while coughing white stuff from her nostrils, and she pat Momon's thighs in panic… Before her body became limp and Momon thrust himself into her throat once more, this time discharging a load directly into her stomach and causing Serafall's belly to inflate even more.
"U-umu, [Scroll of Cure Asphyxiation]." The man then reached into a swirling portal and used a small scroll-like item, causing Serafall to cough a literal stream of white stuff from her mouth and into the floor.
"H-ghuuuu… I thought I was going to die for suree… Eeeeeh?!" Serafall coughed while she was face-down in the puddle of cum, and Momon reached to grab her and put her to his shoulder. And then he reached to put Sona to his other shoulder.
"Ahn…" Sona sighed dreamily as her master stroked her butt. "More, master… Please use us as long as it takes for you to be sated…"
"Umu, in that case, I'll take you up on your offer." Momon told her while carrying the sisters on his shoulders to the bathroom, and put both of them to the jacuzzi before entering himself as well. "Now then… Dark Lady Se-tan, will you sacrifice your body for Sona's sake!"
"Eeeehg? You're asking me to sacrifice myself so So-tan gets away?! Despicable! But I suppose I have no options- Take me, evildoer! But leave my sister out of oooooooooooh!" Serafall's defiant speech came to a halt as she gained an ahegao expression as Momon reached to touch her clothes, causing them to disappear, and then slammed the woman's hips against his without further ado.
"H-haguuu- 'Hole in one'...My womb is going to get marked… It's going to break, It's going to be speared… I'll break for suure… So-tannn! Run awayy!" Serafall whine while her twin-tails came undone and her knee-long black hair was let loose.
"Hoo? Did you think I'd keep my word, then?" Momon told Serafall after kissing her breasts.
Sona blinked before she got what Momon meant, and lifted herself a bit up from the bath, almost as if she was planning to escape… And Momon reached to put one of his fingers into Sona's butt and two into her sex, pinning her in place while also reaching to stroke her sensitive spots with his fingers. "Ahn… No… I was caught…"
"So-tan! Noo! You musht… musht… get awayyyhh!" Serafall moaned as Momon kissed her lips and then reached to deepen the kiss into a clash of tongues. "How despicable, to break your promise and then deliver good times to a captured magical girl and her sisterrrr!"
In response Momon reached to tie his hand around Serafall's back, pinning her in place in his lap, and pulled Sona back into the jacuzzi with his other hand.
Serafall's twitching and groaning only grew as Momon filled her insides with his stuff, before pushing her off his lap as if she was a used condom. And then he lowered Sona into the meat in turn.
"H-gahn… S-Se-tan, I was… My lord… My lord takes me again… T-there's no hope, so… Se-tan… Surrender…" Sona breathed heavily as Momon reached to stroke and fondle her butt and thighs while kissing her chest, uncaring that Sona's breasts were nowhere near as big or full as Serafall's. 'H-haha… I was always a bit self-conscious about my breasts… But my master doesn't discriminate… He loves them like he loves everyone else's… Ngh… I love you, my dark master…'
"Ngh!" Sona's body twitched and clenched as the warm thoughts mixed with the warm water of the bath, the fondling, stroking and thrusting, causing her mind to overheat and enter a warm, dreamy place where she could only think about her master and the pleasure she was in.
She realized vaguely that Serafall had put her body against Sona's at some point and that her sister was kissing her while Momon hugged both of them against his chest and thrust himself between the two's scissored lower lips, causing both of the sisters to moan together in pleasure and bliss… Until the meat pulsed again, staining Serafall's and Sona's stomachs and chests with the sticky white stuff that was like glue that stringed the two together.
Sona and Serafall let out a synchronized moan as both came together while rubbing themselves against one another and against the man's meat, and then flopped down against Momon's chest, sated and filled to the brim…
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"G-ghuuh… I've lost… Magical Girl Levi-tan will become corrupted dark lady Levi-tan… gnhuuuu… I've become a cock-sleeve to evil…" Serafall mumbled happily as she sat in the jacuzzi, chest-deep in the warm soapy water while resting her body against Momonga's side.
"Master… master… hahah…" Sona mumbled happily as she sat on Momonga's lap while resting her head back against his shoulder.
Momonga had one of his arms tied around Sona's waist and was resting his hand between Sona's thighs as such a possessive motion seemed to gather a positive response from Sona, and the other was tied around Serafall's waist and was stroking the woman's outer thigh while she seemed to doze off while mumbling all sorts of things.
'...Sheesh, Serafall's chuuni is off the charts… Ah well, I survived.'
"I'm guessing that's not all you felt, no?" Ddraig noted a bit dryly while looking longingly into an empty bag of chips.
'...It was fun, in a way I suppose, so… And it's not like I dislike physical interaction now that I can actually feel things, and interact with girls in this ero-world…'
"Genocidal tsundere."
'Peeping dragon.'
Momonga broke off his thoughts as he heard a shriek from the living room, and cast [Detect life] to investigate. 'Ah. Rias's back.'
"What the hell happened here?! Is that cum in the ceiling?! How did that get here?! Is that puddle- w-what the heck?!" The girl's outraged voice came clearly through the door to the bathroom. "This looks like a crime scene! Momon!"
'Ah well… I suppose I should explain to Rias what happened to Serafall and Sona…'
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"Welcome back… Brother." Zeus eyed Hades warily as the two gods of Olympus met at the summit of the Mountain. The head of Pantheon sat on his throne while Hades was left standing in the middle of intricately carved stone pillars.
The Undead God looked at the side of the throne and saw a big pile of empty and broken clay wine jars, each embroidered with visages of heroes and now lying discarded and broken.
"I have returned. Brother." Hades hid his bony hands into his sleeves.
"Yet, Ares is not with you?" Zeus asked while gesturing to empty space beside Hades. "His statue has crumbled, this bodes ill…"
"He has fallen against our enemies. We marched to the lands to the west, and he was drawn to a war between the locals and our enemies." Hades responded. "As one of the dead, I held no such desire nor obligation, so when our enemy showed its true strength, I was able to get away."
"...I told you to assess their strength, and see if they can be convinced to see the reason in withholding their attacks. I did not tell you TO GO THERE AND HUMILIATE US!" Zeus slammed his hand against his throne's handle. "With Ares gone we… Think of our fighting power, he was the God of War! We are about to enter a War! Do you see the problem?!"
"Was it not your order to send him to a land far away, where we have next to no footing, brother?" Hades asked idly. "Surely you would have known that Ares's power would be greatly withered there… As would be mine. I certainly hope that you did not expect something… unexpected… to happen when you send the god of warwith me? Perhaps some sort of… accident that involved my neck?"
"There was no such thing! How dare you insinuate that I'd seek to get rid of my own brother at times like these!" Zeus's face grew red from rage and he stood up from his chair. "We need to stand together at times like these- I've made a deal with the Devils about our cooperation against this enemy that besieges our WORLD- Not Olympus- Our World! That means everyone! If we defeat them, we still stand a chance to recover from this! Can you not see what has happened to Sun?!"
The god waved his hand at the sky where the sun had turned into a black hole with a massive accretion disk that shone cold light upon the world. And instead of a blue sky, there was a dark sky with stars visible even during the day.
"That is quite unfortunate, but I don't see how it affects the Dead." Hades shrugged. "Nonetheless, I suppose the enemy… Hm?"
Something shook in the mountain, and Zeus rushed to the balcony of the summit to look down. "It has begun- The enemy seeks to siege us with the dead, just as Beelzebub predicted. Hades! Prove your loyalty, Brother, and turn the dead of the usurper that seeks to destroy us all- hurk?"
Zeus pulled back from the balcony to yank the blade of a scythe from his shoulder.
"I see." Zeus looked at Hades who swung his hand to the side with almost idle motion, the scythe having returned to the God of Dead's hand after being tossed aside by Zeus. "I suppose it was a foolish hope to think that a worthless wretch like you would see the error of your ways. Rest assured, I will tear your head off your shoulders, and take Persephone back."
"We'll see… Brother." Hades noted idly, and then swung the scythe to send a mass of darkness and mist of decay towards the God of Olympus.
A lightning struck where Hades had been a mere fraction of a second ago, and the top of Mount Olympus was shrouded in darkness and lightning.
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"Hm…" Katarina Leviathan adjusted her glasses as she looked at the sight of the undead army clashing against the defenders of Mount Olympus.
The battle had started with a mass assault against the foot of the mountain, which led out of the Human World and into the 'Olympus Proper', through which the undead tide had washed with little to no resistance… Until they reached the road that led up to the summit, lined with pillars and greek-styled palaces and gardens of carved marble and decorated stone.
A mass of defenders had formed on the road, and some of the Greek Gods and demi-gods had mustered to defend it's most sacred place against the sudden invasion- With the fact many of the defenders were out of their preferred element speaking volumes of how badly Hades's betrayal would have shattered their internal battle-plans, forcing the hastily re-formed defensive forces to throw everything and the kitchen-sink at the undead horde to stop it from entering the heart of Olympus while more effective counter-force was being prepared.
'Hm… This is not going to work. The attack will fumble without the critical mass of strong individuals. However, the 'General' must have known this when he took the Overlord Wisemen with him…' Katarina thought as she looked at the battle that was raging between the seemingly endless wave of undead and the defenders that stood firm before the onslaught.
Poseidon struck out and speared his trident right through the [Necroswarm Giant], splitting the slime-like mass of undead in two… Only for the creature to lurch back together to tie itself around one of the heads of a Hydra that was attacking it.
The Hydra let a wail with the rest of its eight heads and pulled back the stump as the [Necroswarm Giant] had managed to munch the mythical creature's trapped head.
The Hydra grew two heads to replace the one it had lost- And in response, the [Necroswarm Giant] grew a single hydra-like head that it had stolen.
'The original Hydra can grow two heads for each one that it loses, whereas the [Necroswarm Giant] gains one that it steals… It'll lose that struggle eventually. But it will buy us time.' Katarina noted as the two mythical monsters fought while Poseidon prevented the [Necroswarm Giant] from extending towards the line of Spartans that were holding shield-to-shield against a swarm of zombies.
The battleline held… Until a mass charge of Death Cavaliers overran the shield wall and struck the defenders from both sides, allowing the zombies to overwhelm the defensive position.
That was, until a giant of a man charged forth from within the stone arches that the spartans were defending, took one Death Cavalier by it's horses's neck, snapped it like if it was a twig, and tossed the dead horse and the undead rider at another with enough strength to cause both to explode into dark mist.
"HROOAAAA! FACE ME!" Hercules roared in rage and anger as he bulldozed through the lesser undead, storming through the line of Death Knights, and kicked an Elder Lich in the face with enough force to cause the entire undead caster to explode into bone ash. "WAS THAT ALL?! WAS THAT THE MIGHT OF THE 'SO CALLED' SUPREME BEING? PATHETIC!"
The charge was responded by a combined, synchronized thrust of spears by a wall of skeletons, each of which failed to so much dent Hercules's skin.
Katarina threw a lance of water at Hercules, forcing the hero to turn and slap the projectile from air, dispersing the water into a dark mist… That then coalesced into water once more, this time in Hercules's face.
The demi-god choked on the water and slapped his face to get the mass of water away from it, allowing Katarina to reach into a satchel that she had been given by the Overlord General that contained spells from the Supreme Being's mythos.
"[Scroll of Grasp Heart]." Katarina extended her hand at the distracted, stunned demi-god… And was rewarded with a heart that appeared in her hand.
Hercules gained a stupefied expression… and fell to his back like a log with a mighty crash, causing the ground to crack under his weight.
Katarina looked at the heart for a brief moment, and took a bite off of it out of curiosity. 'Figures that it the heart of a muscle-brain tastes like raw beef… Yuck… I hope I don't get parasites from tasting filthy meat like this…'
It looked like the defenders of Mount Olympus took that personally, so Katarina had to reposition, or rather, flee while the swarm of undead rose to blunt the attacks that had been sent her way.
A man roughly the size of Katarina appeared in front of her almost out of the blue and kicked her in the abdomen before she could do anything but open her eyes in surprise- And then she impacted against a stone pillar in the distance, broke through it, hit another pillar behind it, and repeated until she toppled on her back on the ground few miles from where she had stood mere seconds ago.
"[Scroll of- Ghuh!" Katarina tried to get another scroll out of her satchel but before she could do so, the man with golden laurel re-appeared in front of Katarina and stomped down on her chest at speed which felt as if he had stomped on her hundreds of times in a second, causing her breath to blow out of her lungs while a massive crater formed around her in the ground.
The man lifted his feet one more time to finish Katarina off… But an arrow from a greatbow forced the man to dodge aside, while a phalanx of Death Knights charged forth to protect Katarina.
'...Hermes. Figures that the Messenger would catch me off-guard… That damn fly of a deity…' Katarina coughed blood to the ground and wiped her lips with her sleeve. "Defensive position- You can't catch that filthy insect."
"Ha! 'Insect', huh? Tough talk from ms. earthworm out there! At least I have wings, shit-brained bitch!" The man mocked Katarina while jogging on the spot on top of one of the stone pillars that Katarina hadn't broken during her flight.
That was, until a pair of guided hypersonic missiles hit the mocking God and threw him on his face.
An undead attack jet flew over the combatants after unloading it's payload, a relic of the brief battle that the Overlord General had fought in the Human World against a 'modern' military, now roused to undeath and reinforced with magics of the Greek Underworld.
"..." Hermes climbed up to his feet and looked blankly at Katarina for a moment. "Really."
"[Scroll of Hold Species]" Katarina used the distraction the jet provided to freeze the God to its place in sync with an order for a wedge of Death Cavaliers to charge.
The God of Messengers froze still for a brief moment- But that was enough to keep it from running off or dodging the charge of ten or so Death Cavaliers, who penetrated their lances right through the man and lifted him to the air in unison like a trophy.
"G-ghuuaaah!" The Messenger wasn't quite dead though, but it was clear that the strike of the cursed weapons was making the deity more than little concerned, not to mention, immobile.
A flailing kick was enough to barely brush one of the Death Cavalier's rider's heads, causing the undead creature's head to fly clean off its shoulders and make the cage of spears falter a bit. Another, more spirited and coordinated kick, was enough to smash against a Death Cavalier's chest, sending the rider off its mount and splashing both into dark sludge-like substance before dispersing into mist.
However, that distraction and weakening was all that Katarina needed as she reached into the satchel to produce a [Scroll of True Death].
The spell hit the Greek God of Messengers… And he slumped down while still held up by four spears, dripping dark-red blood down like a bird that had been caught by hunters, while his laurels and sandals of gold dimmed and finally broke into ash, leaving behind a withered human-like corpse.
"Right- Now then…" Katarina looked to the road where Poseidon was standing guard against the waves of zombies, Death Knights, Wraiths and other undead, ghosts and undead constructs.
Poseidon had seen Hermes's death, and the God of the Sea's face had turned pale in panic yet red in rage, and his attacks grew in ferocity and power in turn.
The God of the Sea sent a wave of water to crash against the wave of the dead, both canceling each other out, but while the water of Poseidon could wave back for another strike, the broken and destroyed shapes of the Undead would not be able to do so and merely withered into dust.
However, as River Styx had been a potent source of souls, the wave of undeath was nearly limitless… But left as is, the undead would trade so poorly against Poseidon's crushing water that the battle was almost a foregone conclusion.
That was, until Katarina joined the battle to break through Poseidon's defenses, drawing from her heritage as a Leviathan and descendant of the Devil's True Leviathan's bloodline.
The sky of Mount Olympus started to turn dark and gray while droplets of water started to rain down, brightening Poseidon's expression… Until the water started to console into dark, corrupted mass that drained from the clear blue water of the God of the Greek Sea.
Katarina knew that Poseidon was the strongest of the gods currently present in the battlefield, and had thus focused her attention on taking down the less powerful deities and demi-gods before turning her attention on Poseidon.
The God of Water seemed to notice Katarina's building power, tossed aside the broken attack jet that it had managed to spear out of air with its trident, and turned to face Katarina with his trident lifted up to a strike like if it was javelin.
A Leviathan of water glistened with darkness as Katarina drew power from the Snake of Ophis that had been embedded deep in her body, and she cast scrolls of reinforcement on herself that the Overlord General had entrusted for her use.
The wave of death and wave of the dead crashed against Poseidon's Waves, marking the start of a bitter battle.
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"Hm…" The Overlord General looked up as the squad of five Overlord Wisemen, cloaked from most forms of detection through massed and repeated use of Scrolls, cast a volley of [Grand Fireball]'s, [Dragon Lightning] and myriad of other elemental spells available to them at a massive giant.
The ground was crackling hot and streaked with magma while the giant stood and held up the bottom of Mount Olympus on its shoulders, keeping the source of the Pantheon's power secure- But not inaccessible through [Gate], allowing the Overlord General and his strike-team to infiltrate under the cover of the Scrolls that it's master had ordered it to manufacture in mass.
'...That Katarina-insect's distractionary attack, as well as Hades's assault, seem to be progressing so well that Olympus is stretched too thin to respond properly… Or their forces may have been extended elsewhere, leaving their 'home' open for an attack. I may have overestimated their combat prowess, since most reports on the pantheons and their power circulates from times when they were at the peak of their power. Hundreds if not thousands of years of erosion of myth and religion would have corroded their base of power to a great degree…' The Overlord General considered his own attack against the bearer of the Greek 'World'- Atlas, a Titan who bore the weight of the world upon his shoulders.
Massive chains kept the Titan still while mountain-sized nails pierced the flats of his feet, rooting him in place while the naked giant groaned in its torment.
Such was the fate of Atlas, who bore the 'weight' of 'Greek World'.
'From what I read from the stone tablets that Hades provided, the Olympeans overthrew Titans that were imprisoned in Tartarus…' The Overlord General thought while the cadre of Scroll-buffed invisible and near undetectable Overlord Wisemen continued their barrage of spells aimed at the bound and helpless Titan, each spell gouging sizable chunks from the gigantic deity's body until the Titan's flesh, meat and sinew came visible, soon followed by bone and marrow.
"RRRROOOOOAAAHHHH! CEAAAASEEEEEE THIIISSS TOOORRRMEEENNNTTT!" Atlas roared in pain and anger, causing the entire lava-streaked flat to shake and crack from the power of the shout while the Titan was tormented by a force it couldn't see.
The barrage didn't let up, however, and eventually the Titan started to slip under the weight he bore on his shoulders, causing the 'realm' underneath the Mountain to start crumbling and groaning while boulders the size of small cities began to fall from the cavern's ceiling, sending geysirs of magma, gas and rock to the air.
And then the Titan that bore the Weight of the World, crumbled under it, causing a massive avalanche of stone and bedrock to start falling from the ceiling.
"Time to reposition. To me!" The Overlord General moved for his next objective and motioned for the squad of Overlord Wisemen to follow him through [Gate].
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Tartarus shook as Mount Olympus's power was disturbed and then broken, bringing a lapse in the Reign of the Olympeans.
The Titans of ancient age started to move after millennia of inactivity, causing billows of dust and ash to shed from their ancient and crag-filled bodies as they had become akin to mountains and hills in their motionless, ageless torment in their jail of a realm.
The Titans stood up to look at the crumbling ceiling of their cage… And reached up in unison.
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"Ghaaa!" Zeus grasped his chest while Mount Olympus shook. "What have you done- Hades!"
"Khuhahahaha!" Hades laughed almost manically. "It seems that my allies have decided to go above and beyond our agreement- I say it again, this is the final day of your rule, brother! I care not if I have to rule over Olympus, or its ruins, only that you are put in your place!"
"You fool! Don't you see what is happening?! They are going to get loose!" Zeus tried to point down, but a violent shake of Mount Olympus knocked the god flat on his face.
The God of Lightning stood up on a cloud which stabilized his footing, and he pointed his finger at Hades who floated up in an ethereal wind of darkness like death taking flight. "Then, if that is your goal, you will be left disappointed. The weight of your treachery comes due- When this is over, you will rot in Tartarus alongside the Beasts."
"Assuming there is Tartarus at the end of this." Hades chuckled and lifted his Scythe again. "Then let us dance at the end of the world, brother!"
"You dare still call me that, cur?!" Zeus's curly beard buffed in his rage while he lifted his hand to create a bolt of lightning, and his eyes turned bright blue while streaking lightning around himself.
"Brother!" Hades called as he flung himself to battle.
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Millions screamed as the land of Greece began sinking into the Mediterranean Sea.
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Beelzebub looked at a lit candle after Helios explained the situation that had developed in the Human World and Mount Olympus.
'It begins…' "Order all Peerages to battlements. He is coming."
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Nyx tossed aside a half-eaten fish as she realized that she had forgotten something while rummaging around the Underworld, and spotted a large monument in the distance. '...It's been like a hundred thousand years since I've been in the Underworld… So that 'True God' is supposed to be here somewhere… Ech, I suppose I should ask for directions…'
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Ophis let a protesting 'mou' sound and bunched her arms up. "I… I think you're not listening… muuh…"
"Sorry, sorry… Heh, so you're saying you met a 'true guy' who's behind all of this?" A man in intricately designed devil robes asked with good-natured tone while pointing at a myriad of vision sigils showing chaos and destruction that was happening all over the Human World and myriad of other Pantheons. "I hope you offered him a chance to join Khaos Brigade. Heck, after all this, perhaps I should be asking if Khaos Brigade can join him?! Hehe! I haven't seen this much Chaos in the world since I hacked the system and caused the stock market crash… Soooo many dead orphans. Sorry, offtopic. Anyway-"
"I… I think maybe? I… I'm not sure, but maybe. Yes." Ophis nodded her head as she didn't really get what Revzim Lucifer, the founder and 'True Leader' of Khaos Brigade meant with his words.
"...To think that I thought he was a bit of a pushover… Ha, I got to hand it to him. I totally underestimated him and got played like a fiddle." A man spoke from beside Revzim while sitting on a recliner. "I feel like I was left out when I was assigned to the team that was supposed to 'protect' the Underworld."
Ophis looked at Diehauser Belial who was sitting like a doll with his strings cut. "I… I don't get it."
"It looks like Momon-kun was playing both the villain and the hero at the same time. I mean, it all makes sense, if I think about it. A 'clueless hero' managed to infiltrate the closely guarded 'lair of evil' and rescue the maiden, and so on and so forth… And now the whole ambush situation that just happened to unite everyone under his banner and against the Maous." Belial shrugged. "Got to hand it to him. He's good. I thought he dumb-lucked everything but it was all a plan."
"So you're saying this 'Momon' is the True God and the Supreme Being at the same time? Not bad." Revzim noted with a good-natured tone. "I always thought Sirzechs-kun and the other Maous were too one-dimensional for my liking. It looks like Momon-kun is thinking outside the box."
"Problem is that we sort of need the sun to live. Well, the Underworld would be fine for a while without the Human World's sun, but if all life gets wiped out then eventually it'll separate the link between the Human World and Underworld, causing the latter to start decaying." Belial noted. "Eh… Then again…"
"Where's your adventurous spirit, Belial-kun?!" Rizevim appeared behind Belial and took him by the shoulders, pulled him up from the chair, grabbed his hands, and spun the two around like in a dance a few times before letting go almost dismissively, causing Belial to fly against a wall from centrifugal force. "Think of all the chaos, death, destruction and misery that will come in the short-term! After all, if we maximize quarterly profits, we'll reach peak performance even if it means our long-term future is utterly screwed- But remember, tomorrow's problem is tomorrow's problem for tomorrow! I traded in the Stock Market for a while so I learned some 'advanced' things about being turbo-evil! I was planning on releasing a bunch of Evil Dragons onto the world, but now I need to find something else to sic them to… I wonder if Momon-kun would have good ideas if I asked him? We can totally make a 'dark lord club', right? Two members is not too much, I hope? We can have matching pins and perhaps a catch-phrase or something…"
"...Right." Belial noted while he was stuck upside-down against a wall and was sliding down slowly while Rizevim was thinking and striking between poses until landing on one where he had pulled up his cloak over his forearm and face like a vampire trying to shield himself from sunlight.
"...I… I'd like you to help me with baka-baah's." Ophis re-entered the conversation. "I got True-guy to help me with baka-red but now there are baka-baahs all over home, and I can't sleep…"
"Baahs?"
"Like, goat goes 'baah' and then the thing goes 'bleat' and 'baah' and then it goes 'baah baah…"
"Oh, gotcha. Horrors from beyond the stars." Rizevim nodded his head while having his arms crossed. "Can't help, sorry."
"..." Ophis looked disappointed.
"Chocolate?" Rizevim offered a sheet of sweets at Ophis whose look brightened quite a bit and she took the sheet.
"Alrighty- Belial-kun!" Rizevim turned towards Belial who was creeping towards the door. "You wanted a change in the devil's way of ruling things, right? What do you think about Momon-kun?"
"..." Belial sighed deep while furrowing his brows and closing his eyes. "I hate him."
"Eh?" Rizevim blinked while he reached to pat Ophis's head while she was munching and nibbling on the sheet of chocolate, only that she had forgotten to de-wrap it first. "How come? I thought you wanted to 'stop inequality in devil world' and 'make systems to help those who are struggling', whateverthatmeans, so I thought 'The True God' would be like, your Idol or something?"
"He slew my father for that. He was someone who had supported me in all things, helped me get through-"
"Yeah, yeah… Shomethings… likethat…" Rizevim seemed to doze off so Belial snapped his fingers and the Son of the Original Lucifer snapped awake.
"...Haa…" Belial seemed to regret his decision to ally himself to Rizevim so Rizevim reached to pat Belial's shoulder.
"How about this, then? One on one. Dog on dog. Cage fighting match. You versus Momon-kun. Winner takes it all." Rizevim promised. "I can make it happen."
"...You wish to see me dead."
"Oooooooh, I'm wounded! Such a cruel, cold statement! No, I wish to see you squirm, I wish to see Momon-kun struggle and despair, I wish for blood to flow, for bonds to break, for loves to fade, for darkness to devour all." Rizevim tightened his grip on Belial's shoulder, causing the man to grimace in pain as the fingers dug deep into the man's flesh while blood began to pour from the puncture-wounds. "So, if you wanna have your 'vengeance', then I can give you a chance for it. You in?"
"...I'm in." Belial got out as Rizevim put his other hand on the side of Belial's neck.
Rizevim kept his hand on Belial's neck for a brief moment… Before he pat him on the side of the neck. "I knew you had it in you, brudda. You know da way."
Belial fell to his knees as Rizevim pulled his hands off him and turned to walk back to the array of sigils that showed the death and despair that shook the worlds.
And also to pat Ophis on the head while she was finishing her chocolate bar.
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Momonga sneezed a bit as he felt that someone had mistaken something that he had said.
Rias was holding her hands against her hips and was looking quite stern while Momonga was sitting in a 'seiza' position in front of Rias alongside Sona and Serafall.
Ravel was chuckling to the back of her hand while dressed up in a nightgown and she was standing behind Rias.
"Do I make myself clear?!" Rias growled at Momonga who bowed his head slightly in return.
"I shall make sure that I clean up after myself. Specifically if I cover most of the living room with my… umu, 'white stuff'."
"Do you mean that you'll force me to lick it all up?! That's something only a foul criminal would say?!" Serafall acted outraged, so Momonga reached to kiss her on top of her head, causing her to let out a small, happy 'ehe' sound. "Soo… Anyone wanna cuddle?"
"Kukuku… I'm in…" Ravel walked forward to sit on Momonga's lap while Rias sighed and seemingly let go of the issue and walked to sit on their shared bed and pat the bedsheets a bit in invitation..
'...This is pretty nice…' Momonga felt a bit happy as he made his way to the bed and pulled Rias close to him while Ravel curled into a ball between his legs, Sona occupied his other arm, and Serafall flopped down on the bed in a spread eagle.
Before long the room was filled with tranquil breathing broken by occasional sighs and sleepy muttering.
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