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"Don't be so hasty, Euclid. Let me heal first" Rizevim said flippantly, his eyes fixed on the approaching [Sephiroth Graal], a greedy glint in them.

A spatial rift opened behind him, and Haru stepped through, a predatory smile on his face.

Rizevim reached for the grail—

Euclid's eyes widened, his gaze darting between Haru and Rizevim.

Just as Rizevim's hand was about to touch the grail, his wings transformed into razor-sharp blades, shooting towards Haru.

"I didn't forget about you,"

The blades engulfed Haru, and a shower of sparks erupted—the sound of metal clashing against metal.

Rizevim's face paled as he felt the impact. Pain. He lunged forward, snatching the [Sephiroth Graal] and tossing it to Euclid. "Activate the test subjects! Now!"

Seeing Rizevim's Devil wings, capable of slicing through high-tier Sacred Gears, fail to even scratch Haru, Euclid understood.

This was an enemy beyond his comprehension. He caught the grail, his hands clasped together, channeling his demonic energy.

....

A series of large teleportation circles appeared on the ground behind Rizevim, each radiating a different colored light.

But the auras emanating from within the circles were the same—fearsomely powerful.

Figures began to emerge—some large, some small—materializing within the ruined church.

"ROAR!!!"

A deafening chorus of roars shook the church, the shockwave shattering the remaining debris, sending a cloud of dust billowing through the air.

Rizevim scrambled back to Euclid's side. "Heal me! Now!"

Euclid activated the [Sephiroth Graal], and a wave of life-giving energy washed over Rizevim.

His severed arm regenerated in seconds, flesh and bone knitting together seamlessly. The cracks in his wings, where they'd struck Haru, also vanished.

He blew a kiss at the grail, then turned to Haru, a smirk twisting his lips. "Well, Red Dragon Emperor, do you regret not finishing me off earlier?"

"No," Haru replied, his voice flat.

"Such confidence! Do you even know who these behemoths are?" Rizevim feigned surprise, covering his mouth with his hand. "This won't do. I want to see… despair on your face" He wiggled and writhed, his voice dripping with false concern.

Haru's face turned serious. The sight of a grown man, a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard, acting like a lounge singer… it was nauseating.

"Yes! Yes! That's the expression! Perfect! Now, allow me to introduce my… associates.

Rizevim spread his arms wide, as if embracing the sky, his voice booming.

"To my left, we have the guardian of the Golden Apples of Hesperides, renowned for his mastery of barriers and seals—defeated by the great hero Heracles in Greek mythology!" He gestured towards an enormous dragon.

"Ladon, son of Typhon, the King of Monsters!"

The dragon, its body formed entirely of wood, with hundreds of heads and a tail like a rattlesnake's, looked at Haru with interest. "I smell… Ddraig…"

"And beside Ladon, from the cold north, the monstrous dragon who devours the World Tree and ushers in Ragnarok!" Rizevim continued his grand introduction.

"Niðhöggr, the Dragon of Greed, who consumes all things!"

A dragon with black scales, a white underbelly, and bat-like wings, resembling a giant lizard, also turned its gaze towards Haru, drool—thick and green—dripping from its jaws.

"You look… delicious…"

"And now, a Dragon feared by all, even the Gods—an Ultimate Being among Evil Dragons!" Rizevim's voice rose with excitement.

"Apophis, the embodiment of chaos and destruction from Egyptian mythology!"

A handsome young man with brown skin, dressed in ancient pharaoh's attire, opened his eyes, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"I never thought I'd meet the current Red Dragon Emperor so soon after my revival."

Rizevim's grin widened. He was about to introduce the final member of his… entourage, when he noticed Haru's amused expression.

Haru raised an eyebrow, silently urging him to continue.

Rizevim's smile faltered, a flicker of unease in his eyes. He cleared his throat and gestured towards a massive, three-headed dragon, its black scales shimmering, its eyes glowing like rubies, a pair of dragon wings extending from its back.

"And finally… well, this one's pretty self-explanatory, but I'll introduce him anyway." Rizevim chuckled nervously.

"Aži Dahāka, the Most Evil Dragon in Zoroastrian mythology."

The three-headed dragon grinned, each mouth forming a different expression.

"A host of Ddraig? Wow, this is interesting…"

"He's like… Angra Mainyu… completely undetectable…"

"So, he's Super Strong! Awesome!"

Each head seemed to possess its own independent thoughts—a disturbing sight.

"Well? What do you think? Quite the impressive lineup, wouldn't you say? And this isn't even my full force! Several other Evil Dragons haven't been revived yet. Why did you have to show up so early, Red Dragon Emperor?" Rizevim's voice was filled with mock disappointment.

He was confident. These were among the most powerful Evil Dragons, and even though there were only four of them, their combined might could rival an entire pantheon, like the Greek Gods.

And a single Red Dragon Emperor, no matter how strong, couldn't possibly withstand their combined assault. He grinned. "Now then, my friends, let's give the Red Dragon Emperor a… warm welcome."

Horrible auras erupted from the Evil Dragons as they turned their attention to Haru, their eyes filled with malice and… anticipation.

Haru looked at Rizevim, his voice calm, his expression indifferent. "Choosing dragons as your allies… that was your biggest mistake."

"Come forth, [Sword of Salvation!]"

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A massive Mandala flower unfolded in the sky, its golden petals radiating an overwhelming holy aura, transforming the once blue sky into a dazzling expanse of gold.

Countless Divine Artifacts emerged from the Mandala formation, filling the Sky above.

"Are you kidding me?! That many?! Did he steal the entire Mythology Treasures?! I even see Zeus's lightning bolt!" Ladon gaped at the sky, his multiple heads swiveling in disbelief.

"Most of them are Dragon-slaying weapons. This is bad… and they're not even edible…" Niðhöggr muttered.

"Tch, what a pathetic entrance. Revived just to be killed again…" Apophis sighed, covering his face with his hand.

"He's super strong, as expected!"

"What do we do? We're doomed!"

"Relax. We've died before"

Aži Dahāka's three heads chimed in, each voice distinct.

"Damn it! How… how did you get all those Sacred Gears?!" Rizevim's eyes widened, his face contorting in horror as he began to back away. Seeing so many Dragon-slaying weapons, he knew the battle was lost. He had to escape.

"Protect me! Now!" he shouted at the Evil Dragons.

BOOM!

Aži Dahāka, descending rapidly, landed on top of Rizevim, pinning him to the ground.

"Aži Dahāka! What are you doing?!" Rizevim shrieked, struggling to free himself.

Two of Aži Dahāka's heads lunged forward, sinking their teeth into Rizevim's shoulders. The center head grinned. "You want us to be your shield? Then we'll use you as ours."

He lifted Rizevim into the air.

"You bastards! Ladon! Apophis! Help me!"

"Don't worry, Devil. It'll only hurt for a little while," Ladon said with a smirk. Using them as shields? Who did Rizevim think he was? Superior Dragons might be willing to sacrifice themselves for their Masters, but Evil Dragons? They lived for destruction, not protection.

"Back to a long slumber… so soon… I haven't even had a chance to destroy anything…" Apophis sighed, ignoring Rizevim's pleas.

"Come on, then! Unleash your power!" Aži Dahāka, holding Rizevim aloft like a shield, roared with laughter.

Rizevim, staring at Haru, who was slowly raising his hand, his eyes wide with terror, screamed, "No! You can't kill me! You'll regret this!!!"

Haru's hand swung down.

The Divine Artifacts in the sky transformed into bolts of holy lightning, hurtling towards them.

"You'll regret this!!!" Rizevim's scream echoed through the air.

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Haru, watching as Rizevim and the Evil Dragons were reduced to ashes, turned his gaze towards Euclid, who stared back, his face pale with terror.

A spatial rift opened.

From within the darkness, a massive figure emerged, its eyes blazing with killing intent, malice, and madness.

A giant head lunged forward, its jaws snapping shut around Euclid.

Crunch.

The sound of bones breaking echoed through the air.

Then, those maddened eyes met Haru's calm, gray gaze.

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