"DXD: Infinite Loot System"Chapter 347: Juggernaut Drive of Heaven's Extremes
Grayfia and Yubelluna's peerage watched with wide-eyed confusion as Tenra summoned the full armor of the Two Heavenly Dragons.
"Ddraig, Albion—I'm going to try that move. I need your help."
"Oi, Partner, it's possible in theory, but you've never pulled it off before."
"Past is past. This time, I'm making it happen."
"If you're set on it, we're with you."
Tenra traded thoughts with Ddraig and Albion, then let out a slow breath and began the process. He'd just boasted in front of Grayfia—if he failed now, even his thick skin wouldn't save him from the embarrassment.
"Boost! Boost! Boost!"
"Divide! Divide! Divide!"
The jewels on Tenra's armor blazed, pulsing faster and faster. Then, the two gems on his gauntlets broke free, hovering in the air.
Yubelluna and the girls stared, baffled, but before anyone could ask, Tenra's armor shattered. The floating gems erupted in blinding light.
And then—
A roar split the sky, shaking the heavens.
Two massive forms burst from the gems: first heads, then necks, then wings, tails, and bodies stretching across the horizon. One dragon shone crimson, the other gleamed silver—majestic, beautiful, and terrifying.
Ddraig and Albion. The Two Heavenly Dragons, unleashed.
"Haha! Partner, you actually did it!"
"Unbelievable, Kamiyo Tenra—you really are a genius."
Ddraig's laughter echoed, wild with excitement. Even Albion's usually measured voice brimmed with awe.
Tenra clenched his fists, heart pounding. He'd done it—he'd truly done it.
"L-Lord Tenra…"
Yubelluna and her peerage gazed at him, stunned, their eyes burning with admiration. Their master had summoned legends.
"This is a power only Sacred Gears that seal beasts possess: temporarily releasing the seal to unleash the beast's strength. It's called Juggernaut Drive. But mine isn't like the others—I call it Juggernaut Drive of Heaven's Extremes."
Tenra's lips curled into a grin as he explained.
This was his Juggernaut Drive—unique, unrepeatable.
The standard Juggernaut Drive was a double-edged sword. It granted a massive surge of power, but at a terrible price—physical strain, risk of death, the host's very life burning away. Issei Hyoudou had nearly destroyed himself using it; even Vali, with all his genius, dared not invoke it lightly.
A pyrrhic victory—hurt the enemy a thousand, but lose eight hundred yourself.
Tenra refused to be shackled by that flaw. He wanted power, but not at the cost of control. So he'd reimagined the technique: if the key was releasing the Sacred Gear's seal, why not release it completely?
Let the sealed dragons out. Don't just borrow their strength—let them fight on their own.
No power transfer. No backlash. Full force, zero damage to the host.
Crazy? Absolutely. Releasing the seal entirely was unprecedented, and the risk of the beasts turning on their summoner was real. But that was why this move was Tenra's alone—only he had the nerve to try it.
Grayfia's voice trembled with shock. "How did you do that?"
Even the Strongest Queen felt the pressure radiating from the Two Heavenly Dragons.
Tenra shrugged, gazing skyward. "Didn't Albion just say? I'm a genius."
Grayfia's lips twitched, but she didn't argue. Whatever the reason, what Tenra had done was nothing short of miraculous.
"With Ddraig and Albion, it doesn't matter how many enemies come. We're untouchable."
He turned, voice crisp. "Grayfia, the enemy's almost here. Let's move."
Tenra vaulted onto Ddraig's back. Yubelluna and her girls scrambled after him, giddy at the chance to ride a legend.
Grayfia hesitated, then rose into the air and landed on Albion's back. Silver-haired queen atop a silver dragon—Tenra grinned at the symmetry.
"Ddraig, Albion—how much of your true power can you use?"
Ddraig's wings beat the air. "About seventy percent of our prime. Never felt better."
Tenra nodded. Ddraig and Albion's original bodies were long gone; these forms were manifestations, conjured from their will and the Sacred Gear's power. Seventy percent was more than enough.
And it mattered. When Vali had used Juggernaut Drive, he'd barely reached fifty percent of Albion's prime. If he'd managed more, Tenra wouldn't have won that battle.
"Alright. Let's raise some hell."
"Ddraig, Albion—go wild!"
"Ha! With pleasure, Partner!"
The dragons didn't need telling twice. They soared toward the enemy lines, wings blotting out the sun.
The enemy army spotted them almost instantly.
"What—what is that?!"
"Dragons! Real dragons!"
"Crimson and silver—could it be…?"
Shock, terror, disbelief. But before anyone could react, Ddraig opened her jaws and unleashed a torrent of flame.
Fire rolled over the battlefield, incinerating thousands in an instant—no screams, no survivors. A mountain melted into rivers of magma, collapsing under the heat.
"Monsters! Monsters!"
"We can't win—there's no way!"
"Help! Somebody, help!"
Panic swept through the survivors. It wasn't cowardice—against power like this, they finally grasped how utterly insignificant they were.
The army broke. Chaos ruled.
But in the face of the Two Heavenly Dragons, escape was an illusion.
Albion's wings glowed blue, unleashing millions of light arrows that rained down, detonating across the earth.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Agonized screams mingled with the thunder of explosions. Dust and debris blanketed the land.
When the air finally cleared, Tenra and Grayfia's eyes narrowed in shock. Yubelluna and her girls were ghostly pale.
The battlefield had been remade—hell on earth. Tens of thousands of enemies, wiped out. Not a single survivor.
All from a single attack.
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