Night Time — College Front, Sitler
Half of Sitler lay in ruins. Buildings had crumbled into twisted steel and dust, shops and homes were reduced to ash, and smoke coiled into the night sky like funeral veils. Fire blazed along shattered streets. Amidst the chaos, Noar moved like a phantom of salvation, his presence a rare beacon in the darkness. As per Arsh's orders, he was evacuating civilians—ripping them from beneath debris, carrying the injured, guiding the terrified.
Down a street soaked in blood and firelight, a group of Rank 4 demons lunged at helpless survivors. Noar stepped into their path, his glowing red eyes cutting through the smoke. The demons froze. They recognized him.
Terror overtook instinct.
In desperation, they grabbed the refugees, holding them as shields.
Noar's expression didn't change. He exhaled.
Then vanished.
Four bright flashes split the smoke like lightning. In the next breath, the demons' heads hit the ground, cleanly severed, rolling in silence.
Noar reappeared, crouched behind the fallen bodies. His blades still glowed faintly. Without a word, he gathered the survivors and disappeared into the night, heading for the safe zone.
Meanwhile, in the front of the college's battlefield, Sora and Ainz fought shoulder-to-shoulder against an overwhelming flood of demons.
Ainz—towering in his armor—looked like a walking war machine. Rank 5 demons closed in around him, dozens at a time. With a swift command and a growl, he spun his colossal sword in a full arc—cleaving through enemies in a whirlwind of steel.
Next to him, Sora moved like lightning incarnate. Despite his smaller stature, he danced among High Rank demons and beasts with frightening precision. An ox demon, all brute and rage, charged him. Sora leapt onto its shoulders, dug both blades into its spine, then flipped off as a chimp-like demon beast lunged from behind.
Sora flung a dagger mid-air. The chimp dodged.
Right into Sora's waiting strike. One clean motion—decapitated.
Then, the earth began to tremble.
Then a demon elephant arrived. Towering, tusks blackened, eyes burning with cold intelligence. Not just rage—calculation.
Ainz whistled. "This your last one, Sora? Want backup, he is huge?"
Sora didn't look away, his eyes narrowing. "That armor makes you cocky. One hit from this thing and you'll be scrap metal. Stay in your lane."
A demon lunged at Ainz from behind. The suit swiveled, scanned, responded. Ainz swung—clean kill. He saw more coming.
He sighed. "Alright. He's all yours. I've got company."
The elephant charged. Its trunk lashed out.
Sora dodged low, cutting upward—three strikes, fast and deep. The beast howled. Blood sprayed. But it didn't fall.
Sora stepped back, frowning.
He's different. Stronger. Smarter. Still calm. Demon Beasts are supposed to be wild. This one... reminds me of the Fourth pillar and Arsh's pet Alon.
He remembered Arsh's lion. A beast of purpose, not instinct.
If this thing is like Alon, then I'm in trouble.
Sora lowered into a fighting stance, focus sharp. Then, the air itself changed.
A crushing aura slammed into the battlefield.
Everyone froze, even That elephant steps back and looked scare.
Ainz stopped mid-swing. "What the hell...?"
Sora's expression darkened. "That's Arsh. And if his aura's bleeding out like this… it means he's close to breaking his limits, this is bad, he have to finish this as soon as possible."
The elephant attacked again. Sora dodged, barely.
He muttered, "Better survive this first."
College Grounds — Rear Field
And there, the true war was being waged.
Arsh clashed with the Demon Commanders Greed and Gluttony in a ballet of destruction. They moved too fast for human eyes—each swing, each dodge a blur of lethal precision.
Hidden behind cover, Luna watched with wide, breathless eyes. Drones buzzed around her, silent protectors. She could barely track Arsh's movements.
How is this even possible? she thought. He's human... right, but No human can do this?
Then, a voice spoke from beside her.
"Even a human can do it with discipline and full body control."
She jumped. "Wh-what?! Did one of you drones just talk?"
The nearest drone swiveled toward her. "Apologies. I didn't mean to startle you, Miss Luna."
"You know my name?!"
"I am OSAI. All these drones are me. I manage Arsh's entire combat support and all the Defense system."
"You're the OSAI? The one who oversees the world's defense?"
"Correct. Some call me Arsh's second brain."
Luna shook her head. "You're impressive, but... you're not him."
"Indeed," OSAI agreed. "Even I cannot match his mind."
On the battlefield, Gluttony's massive blade swept toward Arsh. Arsh dodged, only for Greed to flank him with blinding speed. Arsh twisted midair, parried Gluttony, but took a brutal hit to the ribs. He skidded back, coughing blood.
Luna gasped. "They're tearing Arsh apart… he can't even breathe!"
OSAI's tone turned clinical. "He is injured, but not critically. The concern is stamina. He's human. They are not, and they are 2 in front of 1."
"But it's only been twenty minutes, and you are saying they are out of stamina, how's that possible."
"Not at their speed. They move ten times faster than humans. That consumes ten times the energy. And they both and even Arsh is using weapons which contains more than 400kgs of weight. The Demon Commanders can keep up. Arsh is surpassing limits no human should."
Still, he stood.
Arsh steps back, he is breathing heavily, blood is also shivering from his hand.
Gluttony sighs and laughed. "This is your limit, isn't it?"
Greed didn't answer. His face was grim. "No. He hasn't used it yet."
Gluttony flinched. "The Red-Eyed Form?"
Greed nodded. "He's afraid of what happens when he stops holding back."
Gluttony's grin widened. "Then let's make him lose control."
Across the World
Billions watched. Every screen. Every eye. Hope balanced on a knife's edge.
Arsh's Royal Castle — Balcony
Rose stared at the projected broadcast. Her knuckles were white, his face was intense and she is muttering.
"Come on, Stop holding back, brother," she whispered. "That city's already broken. Don't let it break you."
Back in Sitler
Noar is loading the passengers on the jets and ships, then a group also appears, and jumps towards the Civilians.
In a blink 5 slashes and that Demons cut downed in 5 pieces.
Noar arrived and turn to civilians gave them a comfort smile and said: Sorry, but can you please close your children's eyes for some time.
all the passengers cover their children's eyes.
A demon tries to attack on Noar from back but in blink he was beheaded.
all the other Demons got panic and tried to run but they were dead in a blink.
Back in Sitler, Arsh's battleground
Greed vanished from the field.
Gluttony attacked harder, pressing Arsh to defend. Axe and blade collided, shockwaves rippling through the air.
Then—Greed reappeared.
Behind Luna.
A drone moved. Too slow.
Greed's blade sliced through three drones. Luna screamed—blood ran from her shoulder.
"Luna in danger," OSAI blared. "Not much drones remaining. Lethal threat imminent."
Arsh vanished.
He appeared in front of her just in time—but not unscathed. Gluttony's blade tore across his back, drawing deep blood.
Arsh fell to one knee, breath shaking.
"Hide Luna from the stream. Reinforce drone presence" he said, voice low.
"Already done," OSAI confirmed. "But should we evacuate her with others"
"No. that's too risky. If they find her in transit, it's over. This is safer—for now."
Luna rushed to him. "You're hurt!"
He looked at her, smiled faintly. "I've been worse many times."
Then he stood.
His legs trembled. Blood dripped from his back, his face was pale still no fear.
But his eyes... began to glow, his ocean blue eyes turned into Dark Pink.
Gluttony raised an eyebrow. "You're done, Arsh. Don't die for pride."
Arsh looked up.
Eyes crimson.
"Sorry," he whispered, "I don't plan to die here."
Luna stepped back, stunned. "So this is Arsh's most powerful form, "The Red-Eyed Saviour…"
"Confirmed," OSAI said. "Form active. Last appearance—five years ago, while Arsh's fighting first Demon Commander "Lust"."
Greed's voice shook. "He's stopped holding back."
Gluttony grinned, "Let's see how powerful are you, "The Red Eyed Savior"."
And then—
The world shook.
A surge of energy erupted from Arsh's body, like a red sun crashing into the earth.
Every camera flickered. Every demon paused. Every soldier wept.
The Saviour had risen.