"DXD: Infinite Loot System"Chapter 345: Heaven's Ace
Grayfia led Tenra, Rias, and the girls up to a high platform overlooking a vast plaza below.
"Lord Tenra! Everyone!" Gasper hurried over from the Grigori delegation, eager to stand with them in the coming fight.
"Tenra-kun, we're counting on you," Sirzechs said, his tone both serious and encouraging.
Azazel clapped Tenra on the shoulder. "Kid, this one's all yours."
Tenra nodded, exchanging a quick look with Rias and the others before vaulting down to the plaza floor.
No speeches. No hesitation. He activated Annihilation Maker, and a sprawling shadow unfurled beneath him.
"ROOOAAAR!"
From the darkness, colossal magical beasts erupted—each one modeled after the Tailed Beasts from Naruto's world. Nine legions in all: from One-Tail to Nine-Tails. Every legion led by a Maou-class giant, backed by five hundred smaller beasts, each rivaling a high-class devil.
Nine great beasts at the head, nine armies arrayed across the plaza. The ground trembled beneath their combined presence.
Imposing. Unstoppable.
"Awesome! Amazing, Lord Tenra!" Gasper's cheeks glowed with excitement. Even Rias and the girls were awestruck.
Nine legions like these could flatten a territory—or an entire nation.
Now came the handoff. Tenra distributed special seals, forged by his Sacred Gear, to the chosen leaders. With these, they could temporarily command their assigned Tailed Beasts, leading them to the front lines.
Sirzechs's plan was clear: Rias and Akeno would command the Nine-Tails legion; Sona and Tsubaki, the Eight-Tails; the other seven legions each had their own captains.
Teleportation circles shimmered, ready and waiting. One by one, the legions marched into the magic arrays, bound for the battlefields ahead.
"Tenra, we're heading out first," Rias called.
"Stay safe out there," Tenra replied, watching as Rias and Sona led their peerages and beast armies into the teleportation light.
Sirzechs approached, gratitude written across his face. "Tenra-kun, you've done us a tremendous service."
Tenra shrugged. "I'm part of the Underworld too. This is just my job."
"Sirzechs, please send me and my peerage to the front as well. We're ready to fight," Tenra said, shaking his head at any suggestion of rest.
Sirzechs frowned. "Summoning all those beasts must have drained you. You've done enough—take a break."
Tenra grinned. "It took a chunk out of me, sure. But I've still got plenty left for a fight. Rias is out there—no way I'm letting my fiancée show me up."
Sirzechs could only sigh. "If you insist, Grayfia will go with you. Her job is to keep you safe—your power is critical in this war."
He turned to Grayfia. "Protect Tenra at all costs."
Grayfia bowed, her tone crisp. "Understood, Lord Sirzechs."
Despite being his wife, Grayfia always maintained her role as Sirzechs's Queen and chief attendant. When she worked, she was the picture of precision and discipline. Even Rias, proud as she was, could only admire her.
With Grayfia leading, Tenra, Yubelluna, and the rest bid farewell to Sirzechs and Azazel, stepping into the teleportation circle.
Just then, Azazel received word from a fallen angel. "Sirzechs, Michael's representative has arrived."
Moments later, an attendant ushered in a young man—blond, blue-eyed, dressed in the robes of a priest.
"Greetings, Lord Lucifer, Governor-General Azazel. I am Dulio Gesualdo, sent by Lord Michael to support you both."
He bowed, hand over heart, and ten pure white wings unfurled from his back—a clear sign of his rank.
Azazel whistled. "Dulio Gesualdo. Human reincarnated as an angel—the strongest ace Heaven's ever produced. And you're the Zenith Tempest Longinus holder, too."
He looked Dulio up and down, grinning. "Michael's pulling out all the stops, huh?"
Dulio laughed, easygoing and direct. "I heard you two are heading to the Underworld to deal with Hades himself. Sending anyone weaker wouldn't cut it. I'm just your escort—give me any orders you want."
Sirzechs nodded. "Thank you for your help, Dulio. Let's move. The younger generation is fighting—we should do our part, too."
Dulio smiled. "At your command, Lord Lucifer."
"Die!!!"
The moment Tenra, Yubelluna, and the girls emerged from the teleportation circle, a blade-wielding enemy lunged for Tenra.
He was ready to retaliate—but Grayfia stepped in first, magic crackling at her fingertips. With a thunderous blast, she vaporized the attacker.
"Grayfia, I could've handled that myself," Tenra said, a touch of exasperation in his voice.
Grayfia shot him a cool glance, offering no reply.
Cold as ice, that one. She was unfailingly polite to everyone else, but with him, it was pure indifference. Tenra couldn't figure out what he'd done to earn her frost.
Behind him, Yubelluna and the girls stifled giggles. Tenra glared, and they quickly quieted down.
He took a moment to survey their new location. Judging by the teleportation coordinates, they'd landed in a small town on the front lines. The Maou's army and rebel forces were already clashing—cries of pain and the roar of battle echoing everywhere.
"Yubelluna, take the peerage and search for survivors. Kill any enemies you find."
"Yes!" the girls chorused, springing into action and diving into the fray.
Tenra turned to Grayfia, cracking his knuckles, a wicked smile on his lips. "Let's stretch our legs, Grayfia. I don't plan on holding back."
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