Harem Daily Life in High School DxD

Chapter 77 Revenge and Despair (Bonus Chapter for Donations)

After Yuki made her declaration, she didn't waste any more words and fired directly at Balpa.

But how could Fried watch Balpa be attacked?

He directly blocked Yuuki's path and confronted her.

"Qiang!!"

The Holy Demon Sword and the Synthetic Holy Sword clashed violently, producing a piercing sword cry.

Upon first contact, Fried panicked.

With just one strike, the holy sword, which should have been incomparably powerful, developed a nick.

"How is that possible! You are an incomparably powerful holy sword, how could you possibly lose to such a trash sword!"

Fried stared in disbelief at the nick in the sword.

"Fried! I am your opponent!"

Genovia stepped forward, holding the holy sword in her left hand and raising her right hand high towards the sky.

“Saint Peter, Saint Basil, Saint Denis, and the Virgin Mary, listen to my voice.”

As Xenovia spoke, space distorted in her raised hand. Xenovia reached in and, as if grasping something, with a deafening hum, pulled out a greatsword radiating divine aura.

"In the name of the saint who resides in this sword, I hereby liberate—Durandot!"

Durandal is arguably the sharpest legendary sword.

Genovia is actually the owner of the Durando?

"You! Aren't you the wielder of the King's Holy Sword?!"

Balpa was also somewhat taken aback upon hearing this; no, even Kokabile showed a hint of surprise on his face.

Xenovia held Durando and the Holy Sword in both hands, creating two dazzling sword flourishes.

"I am a born holy swordsman, the King's Sword is just a side job. It's just that this child is a bit disobedient, it will smash everything it touches, so I had no choice but to lock it in another dimension. Luckily there is you, Fried, I can feel Durando trembling with excitement, because of you it can cut everything to its heart's content! Don't die too easily, Fried!"

With the addition of Durando wielded by Xenovia, Fried was already overwhelmed without Yuuki even needing to lift a finger. Every time his synthetic holy sword touched Durando, it would shatter into fragments and fall to the ground.

"After all, it's just a fragment of the Holy Sword, how could it possibly be compared to Durando?"

Xenovia charged toward Fried with murderous intent.

Seeing this, Yuki also walked towards Balpa.

Balpa looked at the Holy Demon Sword in Yuki's hand and exclaimed in disbelief as if he had suddenly realized something.

"No...no! What Holy Demon Sword! How could a holy and a demon possibly fuse together! This is impossible!"

Ignoring Balpa's mutterings, Yuuki raised the Holy Demon Sword, ready to strike.

"Balpa, go to hell and repent for the wronged souls you caused!"

Just as the sword was about to strike, Balpa's pupils suddenly dilated, and then he burst into maniacal laughter.

"Saint...Demon...Hahahaha, no wonder they can merge! Not just the Demon King, it turns out even the gods can..."

Before Balpa could finish speaking, his head had already been split apart.

Not a single drop of blood was spilled; the sharpness of the Holy Demon Sword allowed him to end his life without pain.

Only after Balpa fell did the gushing blood slowly seep from the wound and then merge into the earth.

However, Balpa's last words also caught Genovia's attention.

She flicked the blood off Turandot's sword, paying no further attention to Fried, who was on the verge of death.

"What does this mean...? What happened to God...?"

But no one answered Genovia's question.

Only the maniacal laughter belonging to Kokabil began to spread.

"Hahahaha, Balpa, you actually managed to deduce this far, that's quite impressive. But it doesn't matter, even without you, I can destroy this town myself and then have a good fight with Sazex! Hahahaha."

"Tianlei!"

Zhu Nai unleashed a bolt of lightning while Kokabile was laughing, but the purple lightning, as thick as an arm, was easily dispelled by Kokabile with a wave of his hand.

Kokabil looked at Rias and laughed disdainfully.

"The guy with the power of Balakir, the Red Dragon Emperor, a survivor of the Holy Sword Project... Rias, it seems you have quite the collecting obsession, don't you?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Nai's originally high fighting spirit instantly weakened considerably.

Barakil? Isn't that also a cadre of fallen angels?

Zhu Nai possesses the power of Balakile... doesn't that mean...?

Kuroba couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

But he didn't care about anything else at that moment, and just gave Zhu Nai a comforting hug.

Zhu Nai trembled violently as Hei Yu embraced her, then gave Hei Yu a forced, bitter smile to show that she was alright.

"Insulting my beloved family is a crime deserving of death!"

Rias glared at Kokabil, her eyes gradually hardening with murderous intent.

Kokabil was not afraid at all.

"Is that so? Then come and defeat me. I'm not afraid to tell you, in ten minutes, the white light behind me will explode, and the entire town will be destroyed. Defeat me, and you will be out of danger. At the same time, my long-time nemesis will also disappear. It's a win-win situation, isn't it?"

In order to provoke a war, Kokabier kept provoking Rias.

"hateful!"

Genovia could no longer bear it; her feet cracked, and she charged toward Kokabil with lightning speed.

Kitten and Yuuki followed closely behind, rushing towards Kokabier in a triangular formation.

Kokabil remained unfazed, a lightsaber appearing in his hand. He effortlessly deflected Durando's attack and slashed a deep, bone-revealing wound into her body. As Xenovia was sent flying, Yuuki followed up with a cunning attack, but to no avail. She only managed to leave a shallow wound on Kokabil before being repelled.

Even when the kitten sneaked up behind and was about to launch a powerful attack, Kokabille seemed to have eyes in the back of his head and kicked the kitten away with a back kick.

Asia immediately became busy, gathering the three of them together to begin treatment.

On the field, Yuuma and Akeno also suffered defeats.

Faced with the overwhelming power of Kokabil.

They are as weak as ants, utterly vulnerable.

Kokabil looked at the despairing crowd with disdain.

"I really don't understand what you're thinking. You've already lost your master, yet you're still fighting here. What kind of believers in God are you? What kind of demons are you? How ridiculous!"

"What's the meaning?!"

Rias, who was the only one on the field besides Kuroba who still had fighting power, was surprised.

Kokabil burst into laughter as if he had discovered something hilarious.

"Hahahaha, I see... It seems the higher-ups kept it a secret quite thoroughly. In that case, I'll mercifully tell you! In the previous three-way war, not only the four demon kings, but even the gods died! It's normal that you didn't know, after all, who would dare to say that the gods are dead? Right now, Michael is just maintaining it with the system left behind by the gods. What divine protection? Ridiculous! Ahahaha."

Chapter 78 The Encounter of Red and White (Bonus Chapter for Donations)

Seeing the distraught expressions on everyone's faces, Kokabil felt extremely pleased.

He wanted to use this opportunity to further trample on people's hearts.

"After the great war, all three sides were severely weakened. Apart from the fallen angels who could increase their numbers by relying on the fall of angels, the pure-blooded demons were becoming fewer and fewer, not to mention angels. Without faith in God, angels could not possibly increase their numbers. Naive Holy Swordsman, what exactly are you fighting for? Hahahaha."

With Kokabil's maniacal laughter.

Although Xenovia's injuries had healed considerably, she looked listless and exhausted, appearing quite disheveled.

Everyone present was disheartened by Kokabil's outrageous remarks.

Only Kuroba's anger grew stronger.

A tangible flame has quietly ignited within him.

"Hey..."

Kuroba's deep voice rang out, though not loud, it still interrupted Kokabil's speech.

"What right do you, you fussy jerk, have to spout nonsense here? So what if gods are dead, demon kings are dead?"

Indeed, for Kuroba, who had just been promoted to a demon, his faith in the Demon King was not very strong.

"Ha? The Demon King is no longer here, what's the point of your struggle?"

Kokabil scoffed.

Black Feather's face was now half-covered by a dragon head, making it look incredibly ferocious. Its wings were fully extended, giving it a poised and ready-to-go appearance.

"Struggle? The Demon King is dead, so he's dead. It has nothing to do with me. My faith isn't in the Demon King... What you're trampling on is my faith. Only Rias is the power I believe in, and you're making her sad. You! Deserve to die!"

The flames on Kuroba's body blazed brightly, many times stronger than when he was back home.

It seems that this time, the Crimson Dragon truly unleashed its full power to cooperate with the Black Feather, whose heart was filled with rage, in order to kill Kokabile.

Dragons are also proud.

Even if he was just residing in Kuroba's body.

However, the dragon's pride cannot be trampled upon. Before he was sealed away, he had already crushed countless so-called cadre-level combatants like Kokabil.

So when Kuroba charged towards him with all his might, Kokabil's eyes met with a hint of seriousness for the first time.

The power of a divine artifact is determined by the host's will, and at this moment, Kuroba's desire to protect his faith—Rias—was incredibly strong, which caused dragon scales to spread across his body, forming a set of extremely ferocious armor.

An unprecedented form was born from Kuroba's conviction at this moment.

Black Feather crashed into Kokabile like a meteorite.

The dragon spear in his hand and the lightsaber in his hand collided violently.

The immense power caused Kokabil to retreat for the first time.