Chapter 53 -:53 the Pervert Pawn

Chapter 53 -:53 the Pervert PawnIf you want to read ahead by 50 Chapters from her you can visit my Patre-on. {P} {A} {T} {R} {E} {O} {N} Searᴄh the nôvel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. /Playerfanfic ----------- "Issei!" Rias commanded, the Pervert Pawn nodding in acknowledgement as he once again transferred all of the amassed power to his King, the Gremory Heiress doubling over for the second time that day as the euphoric feeling of power surged through her body, her Power of Destruction feeding on it to the point she was surrounded by a thick black haze of demonic power that could probably be sensed for miles were it not for the barrier. "Impressive power, Rias Gremory!" Kokabiel applauded, his expression eager, more than used to facing such fearsome energy from his time in the Great War "That is indeed the power of an Ultimate-Class devil, just shy of that of a Satan." He sneered mockingly "It would appear that Sirzechs isn't the only one in the family with a bit of fight to them!" "BEGONE!" Rias snarled, clearly not in the mood for small-talk, the Scarlet Haired Ruin Princess unleashing the full force of her Power of Destruction as a torrent of crimson-stained darkness that swallowed the Fallen and everything behind him whole. And for a moment, one precious moment, the assembled warriors thought they'd won. How could anything, Fallen, Angel or Devil, survive being hit point blank by pure, concentrated annihilation? But then they heard it, softly at first, as if even their own ears dared not believe it, but as time went on they slowly came aware of the laughter of Kokabiel as it grew to the point it practically roared over the rampant destruction. "EXCELLENT!" he cackled, sounding for all the world like a kid in a candy store as he pushed back the darkness with both hands, his wings spread wide behind him as if to hold him in place "MOST IMPRESSIVE, RIAS GREMORY!" Rias grimaced, before mustering the very last of her strength, focusing every last drop of her demonic power into an even larger blast, intending to overpower the Fallen through sheer power, only for her legs to give out, the president of the Occult Research Club collapsing to the ground, her comrades looking on in horror as Kokabiel casually scattered her attack with a wave of his hand. Not that he came out of it unscathed, mind you. It was clear from his tattered black robes and the bloody palms of his once immaculate hands that even he couldn't afford to take another hit like that as cavalierly as before. Unfortunately, it was even clearer to those gathered that Rias had truly given it all she had, and wouldn't be able to fire off another blast like that even if Issei powered all the way up again. The only other option would be for him to use his ability on someone else. But other than Rias, Akeno was the only one capable of attacking from a distance with magic, and while her command of Lightning was impressive, it was nowhere near as devastating as the Power of Destruction Rias and her brother had inherited from their mother. Not that it stopped the Thunder Priestess from leaping into the fray. Lighting crashing from the skies at her command as she unleashed her fury on the one who hurt her precious friend with a cry of rage. "You dare to stand in my way, spawn of Barakiel?"Kokabiel demanded, his tone challenging, as if he relished the idea of going up against his comrade's child as he deflected her attack with his wings. "Do not associate me with that man!" Akeno snarled, the normally coy Queen actually showing more rage than when Rias had been attacked, unleashing blasts of lighting until she seemingly ran out of steam. "I'd heard you two weren't on good terms, but to think you even went so far as to become a Devil!" Kokabiel cackled, clearly enjoying himself as he unfurled his wings, glancing over the assembled forces "The current Red Dragon Emperor, a Holy-Sword Project Survivor capable of obtaining Balance Breaker, and even Barakiel's bastard." He sneered at Akeno's look of discomfort "I see you taste in servants is just as bizarre as your brother's, Rias Gremory." "That's enough out of you!" Rias snapped, rising to her feet despite Issei's attempts to calm her "Bad enough you insult my Brother, the Satan Lucifer, but for the insults leveled at my peerage, I won't rest until I've taken your life in exchange!" "Is that so?!" Kokabiel demanded, dropping from the sky with a crash, his wings vanishing behind him as he spread his arms wide, grinning ferally at the redhead's challenge "Then come at me, Satan's Sister! Master of the Welsh Dragon! Crimson-hair Ruin Princess!" he spread his arms wide, as if daring her to approach "What stands before you is your sworn enemy! Only a coward would let such an opportunity pass them by!" Following Kokabiel's challenge... 'Lancer would love this guy.' Shirou muttered, recalling the bloodthirsty smile of the Hound of Ulster, the Servant that had ran him through to remove any witnesses. As much as he resented the Servant for almost killing him, Lancer had been a likable sort, the kind of warrior you could have a drink with despite knowing he intended to kill you on the battlefield the next day. Hell, the Servant had honestly admitted that the only reason he'd answered the summons was to fight strong opponents, as he'd harboured no regrets in again, while Cu Chulainn had been a demi-god in life, he'd been raised a warrior and so carried himself as one despite possessing the skills of a Caster and savagery of a Berserker. Kokabiel, on the other hand, had never been human. As an Angel created by the Biblical God, his thought processes and obsession with battle were not something that could be easily understood by mortal men, much like the ORT or Primate Murder. Or women for that matter. "Emiya..." Xenovia murmured, keeping her voice low to avoid alerting Kokabiel "During our initial battle with Freed Sellzen, you somehow summoned the lost sword of a Legendary Hero." Her eyes narrowed as Issei, enraged by the Fallen's insults, stepped up to challenge the Fallen "From what I've gathered, you can recreate any weapon you've seen...so I take it that's not the only sword you have in your possession?" ----------- If you want to read ahead by 50 Chapters from her you can visit my Patre-on. {P} {A} {T} {R} {E} {O} {N} /Playerfanfic