Playing with other Supernaturals

Chapter 937 Hell Disaster part 4

Medusa carefully watched Aika’s movements and inwardly commented, ‘Although still crude, her movements have a lot more freedom now, even compared to before her memories were sealed. As Master and Yoruichi had said, she was limited by the ties in her heart.’

While extremely technical, Shinigamis could still fall victim to emotional imbalance, and that’s especially apparent if they’re holding their Zanpakutos since it’s a symbiotic relationship that is connected through their will.

‘Nothing has changed in her blades’ abilities either. The red can phase in and out of existence while the black one can provide the necessary power.’ While it sounded simple and predictable, Aika’s blades could actually instantly change hands and could even camouflage their color while also applying cognitive interference. Normally, this type of ability could immediately deplete a Shinigami’s reserves, but thanks to the black’s effectively unlimited battery, Aika is capable of maintaining her peak.

Naturally, there are limitations like the red couldn’t phase into someone or something that has a strong enough resistance, and that’s everything strong in this world. And while she almost has nigh limitless Reiatsu, there’s a limit to how much she could put out at once since it’d only destroy her body.

Now drenched in blood in addition to the pressure she was still emitting, no enemy would dare approach her anymore. And while there were some long-range attacks, Aika would just cut them down. And because she was not chasing anyone who was not bothering her, people only began to watch her from afar while dealing with other combatants of DxD.

Aika looked towards Sona and Pazuzu, who were disappearing and reappearing in different parts of the battlefield and concluded that there was no way for her to interrupt them.

Her eyes then went towards the center where both sides met and saw a black Devil and golden-armored man duking it out without a care in the world. It looked like a respectable battle between men, so there was no way for her to go in between that too.

Expanding her detection range, she caught the battle of Gods happening not too far away. Despite the fact that each of their big attacks would change the terrain, Aika could tell that both sides were still holding back and trying to sound each other out. And while watching this, she also felt a blurry existence hiding within the shadows in that area, ‘Another assassin?’

But as she was now, she had a strong feeling that there was no way for her to take that one on. At this point in time, she’d already recalled most of her memories, but there’s one aspect that vigorously eluded her, ‘Why can’t I remember him? Every interaction I had with him was extremely blurry and foggy. Even though I know his face, I can’t see him in my memories.’

But now that everyone was leaving her alone, it was a good time to communicate with her daughters once again, “Maybe this time, I’ll succeed.”

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Solely overseeing the tunnel they’d painstakingly built that would lead them directly into the Third Heaven, Apollo commanded his goons to start transferring Magic Power into it. Since it’d take some time before they could open this, Apollo first turned to the few High Ranking Angels that he’d managed to take to his side, “How’s the situation in there?”

One of the Angels stepped forward and answered, “There are still no changes. All the Brave Saints went to London to assist the DxD in repelling the Hell Alliance. As of now, there’s still no indication of anyone expecting an attack. Just as we’ve predicted, our problem is only going to be Gabriel, who’s in control of everything in there.”

Apollo nodded in satisfaction, “Good. As long as we can take Heaven, we will be able to save Hades and the rest while also pushing back Shiva.”

Turning once again to one of his goons, Apollo asked, “What about Kisuke Urahara?”

“There’s nothing new regarding that. According to our intelligence, he’s still within Trihexa’s seal. It may be as we assumed that he can’t easily get out of it.”

Apollo became quiet for a moment before saying, “Don’t underestimate that guy. Keep a close eye on his position and immediately report any movements from him, no matter how tiny.”

Apollo’s goon was weirded out since he wasn’t this careful even against Ajuka, Shiva, and the Heavenly Dragons. But he still nodded and went back to his team to follow his instructions. In any case, they’ve got it easier compared to the rest.

Apollo carefully watched everyone work and around thirty minutes after, The tunnel was finally complete. He did the final checks on his trump card and was able to confirm that he’d be able to use it at any time, before addressing everyone, “The time has come. We, the Gods, shall take our rightful place on these sacred grounds. Follow me and we shall change history while also saving the entire world!”

With his cue, The gigantic Teleportation Magic circle engulfed Apollo and everyone but the traitorous Angels, removing them from the plains of Central Asia. With the help of their distraction called the Hell Alliance, they’ll be able to set their foundation for the future they wished. A future where they were the ones standing on top and with everyone treating them as heroes.

Apollo and his small army appeared in a wide and almost limitless plane under a golden sky that gave warmth and comfort to everyone, regardless of what they planned to do in this place.

Third Heaven. The home of the souls of the dead who have been taken to Heaven. According to Griselda Quarta, it’s so vast that it’s almost immeasurable and it is what the Heaven worshippers believe in. It is also connected to Purgatory, which Qlippoth and Cao Cao used to enter Heaven in the past, ‘Our first target, the Tree of Life in the center of the Third Heaven.’

Everyone braced themselves for the inevitable clash as they moved forward. But five minutes had passed, and there was still no response from the Angels of Heaven, “Stop!”

With Apollo frowning, in front of them a single small golden Magic Circle appeared in front of him and soon revealed the only remaining Seraph in Heaven, Gabriel, “Son of Olympus, Apollo, for what reason have you intruded this sacred ground with your army?”

While Apollo could see that while Gabriel was speaking calmly, he noticed the creases on her forehead and a few drops of sweat on it, “Just you? Where are your beloved brothers and sisters?”

But before Gabriel could speak, someone else appeared behind her that made Apollo and his army’s eyes wide open, “They’re on their way to clear out the remaining traitors. And after that, they’ll be knocking on Olympus’ door while being led by the daughter of its former leader.”

His eyes met with Apollo and proceeded to greet him, “Good day to you, Apollo-san. This is the first time we’ve personally met, despite always checking on each other.”

Seeing that striking pale blonde hair and bucket hat, Apollo couldn’t help but grit his teeth, “…Kisuke Urahara… How?”

Kisuke chuckled and said, “What do you mean ‘how’? Obviously, I’ve been expecting you. It should’ve already been obvious.”

Apollo wanted to retort but stopped himself since it was already useless. His hands went to his chest where the necklace that could activate his trump card was located, “It doesn’t matter. I’m surprised, but this is just a minor setback. And it’s too arrogant of you if you think you could face us with just the two of you.”

Still wearing his signature grin, Kisuke stepped in front of Gabriel, “Please do not misunderstand,”

With his sword in his hand, Kisuke left eye instantly hollowfied as soon as a jet black ball of energy appeared in front of him.

A bad premonition instantly triggered in Apollo and he shouted to everyone around him, “Dodge!!!”

Swinging his sword horizontally and cutting the ball, Kisuke continued, “It’s just going to be me.”

A red arc mixed with the destructive energy of a Hollow Cero emerged from Benihime and covered the entire view of everyone on Apollo’s side. They wanted to dodge but did not expect such a wide range so they could only haphazardly erect their own barriers to protect themselves.

Unfortunately for them, even with their barriers, those in the front along with Apollo were vaporized, except for the God, while those behind him instantly lost the majority of their body parts. The ‘luckiest’ were those far behind as they only lost a few limbs and screamed in pain. At the very least, they were still alive.

In an instant, Apollo lost two-thirds of his army and the remaining ones became useless.