The sudden slap sent the arrogant and ignorant Devil Creuserey flying out of the room. The force behind it was so strong and brutal that it made everyone present wince in sympathy.
It was as if the slap was personal.
Yusuke followed the Devil and flew out through the broken window, chasing after him. He held no real personal grudge against this delusional man. Even if he had not stepped in, the other faction leaders would have dealt with him eventually.
But Creuserey was simply unlucky enough to run into a frustrated Yusuke at the wrong moment.
The frustration and irritation of having his tall and strong adult body suddenly shrink into that of a tiny shota because of some freak accident had been building up silently inside him.
The most annoying thing was that if Serafall had actually succeeded in sneaking up on him and using the pen, it would have been many times better than this. Instead, the pen had accidentally flown to his feet and activated.
"Ahh!"
Creuserey's face swelled up, turning half blue as he roared in pain, clutching his slapped cheek with both hands. Blood dripped steadily from his nose and the corner of his lips. He flew through the air and spat out several teeth mixed with blood. That single slap had knocked out four of his teeth.
"Bastar..."
Bang!
Creuserey pointed his finger forward while clutching his swollen cheek with the other hand, his bloodshot eyes glaring furiously at Yusuke. A magic circle began to form in front of him, but in the next instant, Yusuke was already right in front of him. He punched straight through the forming magic circle, and his fist smashed heavily into Creuserey's face.
BOOMM!
The power of the punch sent the poor Devil flying at extreme speed. He broke the sound barrier multiple times, producing loud sonic booms as he crashed violently into the ground and created a huge crater.
"Useless waste!" Yusuke gave the crater a glance before turning his attention to the numerous mages. Countless magic circles surrounded him as they began firing magic bullets, fire, ice, lightning, and all sorts of attacks from every direction.
Swoosh!
Most of these mages were Middle Class, with some High Class and very few Low Class. However, their attacks were far too weak to pose even the slightest threat to the current Yusuke.
Orange flames suddenly erupted around him, forming a massive sea of fire that expanded violently outward. It incinerated all the incoming attacks before exploding into countless fireballs that rained down on the mages.
"Aghh!"
"Waah!"
"Noo!"
The mages were utterly shocked as they watched all their attacks get burned away so effortlessly. They frantically tried to create defensive magic circles, but it was useless. The flames tore through their barriers like flimsy paper and engulfed them all.
Miserable and anguished cries echoed across the area before everything fell silent at once.
"Bloody hell, I think something really angered him," Azazel scratched his chin and exclaimed.
"No shit, we couldn't tell," Serafall snickered with clear disdain. Her glittering eyes followed every single movement Yusuke made as he decimated his enemies. In a short period of time, he had already massacred a large number of the originally endless wave of mages. Soon, even more people arrived from all races. Devils, Angels, and Fallen Angels alike, but they were all obliterated into oblivion by Yusuke's burning flames.
The more she watched him slaughter the enemies, the brighter her eyes shone and the rougher her breathing became. She was fully aware that the reason for his foul mood was the stunt she had pulled earlier, but that didn't matter to her.
Perhaps if he got angry enough, he would end up punishing her!
'Ahn! Being punished by Yu-tan... hehehehe!'
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The schoolyard sustained heavy damage in various places from the aftershocks of his attacks. If Sirzechs, Serafall, and the others had not been protecting the new school building, it would likely have suffered serious structural damage.
It was also fortunate that the entire school grounds were enveloped in a powerful barrier. Otherwise, the surrounding residential areas would have taken considerable damage as well.
Rumble!
Creuserey burst out from the crater, his face horribly deformed from the punch. It was caved in, his nose completely broken, and his mouth split open. His once handsome features were now a grotesque and heinous sight.
"Haaah! Damn it! You bastard! I will kill you!! I will destroy you!"
He suddenly pulled out a small bottle from nowhere, opened the lid, and swallowed the tiny black snake inside it.
Swoosh!
In that instant, the space vibrated intensely as a massive wave of power surged throughout the entire schoolyard.
Creuserey's body swelled dramatically, emitting an ominous and oppressive aura. The intense mass of power radiating from him felt as strong as that of Serafall or Azazel.
He waved his hand casually, dispersing the remnants of the flames still burning on the ground and in the air. He rose slowly into the sky, facing Yusuke with his horribly deformed face. His twisted smile looked grotesque and disgusting as he laughed wildly.
"Zahahahaha! This power! This is the power I should have always possessed!"
"You, little bastard. I will rip your body into tiny pieces and make you regret not finishing me off when you had the chance."
The massive boost of power Creuserey had gained gave him the illusion that he could defeat not only Yusuke but also the other faction leaders.
"After dealing with you, I will crush all those idiotic, foolish leaders as well!"
Rumble!
Yusuke did not answer him. Normally, the words "little bastard" would not affect him at all, but this time they touched a nerve.
Suddenly, a tremendous amount of energy burst out from his body. The space around him shook and trembled violently like your lonely neighborhood milf's vibrator on its highest setting.
The sheer amount of energy was so overwhelming that it pressed down heavily on Creuserey, making him feel suffocated.
"Shit, I knew he was strong, but not this strong!" Azazel instinctively took a step back and cursed in a low voice.
"..." Michael also frowned slightly. The amount of information Heaven had on Yusuke was very limited. It shocked him greatly to realize that a young man who was barely an adult possessed such immense strength.
Fortunately, Yusuke was someone who advocated for peace and was on their side.
On the other hand, the busty blond nun standing behind him was staring at Yusuke with an entirely different kind of gaze. Her beautiful blue eyes burned with intense adoration, deep longing, and a rapidly growing obsession. She instinctively clasped her hands tightly together in front of her chest while subtly rubbing her thighs against each other, trying to soothe the sudden, aching heat blooming between her legs.
She could not understand why she was feeling this way toward someone she had only just met for the first time. Yet this strange, powerful sensation was so sweet, so intoxicating, and so addictive that she found herself unable to resist indulging in it.
"You talk too much for a useless piece of trash," Yusuke said coldly. "You were born with immense blessings and privileges that normal Devils could never even dream of, yet you wasted all your years whining like a pathetic little bitch."
Yusuke took a step forward through the air. With each step he took, the overwhelming energy radiating from his body intensified.
"Who in their right mind would want a stupid, lowly thing like you to be their leader?"
Swoosh!
As his aura grew stronger, a sudden change occurred in Yusuke's body. Bright orange light erupted from him, and when it faded, his shota figure had completely disappeared. He had returned to his adult form and once again possessed his tall, fit, and muscular body.
The only problem was that he was still wearing the small clothes from his shota form. The moment he reverted to his original size, they were all ripped apart, leaving more than half of his body completely naked and exposed.
"Ehh!"
"Ehn!"
In the school building, two women let out strange noises and quickly covered their bleeding noses.
Serafall's wide eyes were fixed on Yusuke's body without blinking. She tried to commit every single detail to her memory.
While Serafall was faring relatively better, Griselda, the innocent mature nun, was completely and utterly lost. The moment her eyes landed on Yusuke's half naked, muscular body, especially that perfectly sculpted back, her mind went out of service.
A violent wave of heat crashed through her entire being, turning her thoughts into pure white noise.
Her blue eyes widened dramatically, her pupils dilated to their limits as she stared unblinkingly at him. Her breathing became heavy, her large chest rising and falling rapidly. A stream of blood poured from her nose, dripping down onto her lips and chin, but she didn't even notice.
Griselda's mouth hung open, soft, breathless whimpers escaping as her thighs pressed together desperately, trying and failing to contain the sudden flood of love juice soaking through her underwear.
In that instant, the pure and devout nun's mind was filled with nothing but Yusuke.
...
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Agh! Spare me! Please spare me!"
"I don't want to die!"
"Mama! Help me!"
"It hurts! Ahhh! Please kill me! Kill me! Don't torture me anymore!"
On the other side, in the ruins of the Occult Research Club, cries of misery and despair echoed throughout every corner of the destroyed building.
Blood was splashed everywhere, painting the walls, floor, and broken furniture in sticky layers of crimson. Severed limbs and mangled corpses littered the ground like broken dolls.
The terrorist magicians who had come to attack the yanderes had arrogantly believed they could easily overpower these women and kidnap the Dhampir trap.
They were wrong. Horribly, and fatally wrong.
They soon discovered the true definition of crazy women. What awaited them was not a fight, but a nightmarish bloodbath!
Splash!
Blood shot out like a waterfall as Xenovia sliced clean through the mage's legs. The man let out a guttural scream and collapsed heavily onto the ground. Without a shred of mercy, Xenovia drove her sword deep into his stomach and began twisting the blade cruelly, grinding his internal organs into a bloody pulp. She then yanked the sword free and walked away, leaving the mage screaming and convulsing on the floor as he slowly bled out in excruciating pain.
Poof!
Koneko was even more cruel. She moved like a white flash. Whenever she appeared, one of the mages' body parts would explode violently from her punches. She smashed a female magician's shoulder, reducing it into a gruesome mixture of blood and torn flesh. Then she gripped the woman from both sides and ripped her body apart.
Blood and organs splattered everywhere, showering the white cat girl and dyeing her face and hair a deep, vivid red.
"Ahn! Ahn! Kill me, please! Please kill me!"
On the other side of the battlefield, purple flames engulfed the entire area. Asia was slowly roasting her victims alive with her Holy Fire. She made sure they would not die quickly, deliberately prolonging their agony as the sacred flames consumed their bodies bit by bit.
Rias, Akeno, Kalawarna, Raynare, and Irina were also cruelly massacring their enemies in the most brutal and sadistic ways imaginable.
"Hmm, it seems Darling is fighting someone," Irina suddenly spoke after she had diced her victim into tiny pieces. She licked the blood from her lips with a sweet smile and asked, "Do you guys want to play a game?"
"What is it?" Ravel asked.
"Whoever kills the most sinners gets to have a date with Yusuke. We will all make sure he takes the winner on a date," Irina clapped her hands cheerfully. "How is it, everyone?"
"Date with Yusuke?"
For a moment, all action seemed to stop completely. Every single one of them turned toward Irina with fiery, burning eyes full of intense desire and competitiveness.
"This is a great idea! Count me in," Eleonora answered immediately. The moment she finished speaking, she stomped her red high heel down hard on the mage's head beneath her, causing it to burst apart like a watermelon.
Orange flames erupted violently from her body, incinerating everything around her in an instant. She then shot into the air like a rocket, soaring toward the enemies outside with terrifying speed.
"How cunning!" Xenovia clicked her tongue. She stomped the ground hard and shot into the air, following closely behind Eleonora.
The other girls exchanged glances. The moment their eyes met, sparks seemed to fly between them. Without another word, each of them shot off in a different direction.
Just like that, what was supposed to be a terrorist attack to take down the leaders of the three factions had turned into a fierce hunting competition for the yanderes.
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