Linde's Villa.
Dining room.
Linde sat at the head of the table, while the rest of his Retainers dined on either side.
The three Fallen Angels also had the privilege of dining at the main table.
However, their attention was not on the food at all.
"Lady Linali, have you noticed that our strength seems to have increased?"
"Miltilt, you noticed it too?"
"It seems that getting stronger isn't just my imagination."
The three of them exchanged glances, their expressions all becoming strange.
If there was anything significant that happened recently, it was last night.
But...
Isn't this way of increasing strength a bit too outrageous?
"No need to keep whispering over there."
"Your power-up is indeed related to me."
Linde flicked his hand, and the transcribed attribute information floated before the three of them.
"It's… like this?"
Looking at the attribute information in their hands, the expressions in their eyes subtly changed.
They had become demons while retaining their Fallen Angel identities.
Moreover.
Could they still become stronger?
Thinking this way, it seemed there was no need to feel too unbalanced.
"Alright, everyone has finished eating, it's time to get down to business."
Linde wiped his mouth and led his Retainers to the living room, gently waving his hand towards the ground.
Buzz!
A dark purple Magic Circle flashed and disappeared.
The next second.
Issei Hyodo, frozen into an ice sculpture, had appeared on the ground.
"Linali, prepare to extract the Sacred Gear from this person's body."
"Yes, Master."
Upon hearing this, Linali immediately began to get busy.
Beside her, Linde watched from beginning to end.
He had to admit.
The person who created this method was definitely a genius, and had a unique understanding of Sacred Gears.
Perhaps the only small problem was that the owner of the Sacred Gear would die immediately after it was taken away.
Buzz!
Under his gaze, brilliant light began to flash.
A crimson light started to bloom from Issei Hyodo's chest.
The next moment.
A gauntlet, entirely crimson, inlaid with green gems, and resembling a dragon's claw, had appeared in Linali's hand.
"This is the boosted gear (gauntlet of the red dragon emperor)." 3.
The three Fallen Angels were completely astonished, their eyes seemingly about to pop out.
They hadn't expected the Sacred Gear within this person to have such a significant origin.
"By the way, what is the boosted gear (gauntlet of the red dragon emperor)?"
Miyano Shiho asked curiously.
The knowledge she had recently acquired about Sacred Gears was very limited.
"The boosted gear (gauntlet of the red dragon emperor) is the highest-grade Sacred Gear, known as a God-Slaying Tool."
Linali took a deep breath and explained, "If used well, it can even grant the user power beyond gods and devils."
"That's right."
Linde agreed, and with a gentle wave of his hand, the divine dividing gauntlet (red dragon emperor's gauntlet) transformed into a streak of light and landed in his hand.
"Oh, and dispose of the body."
"Yes, Master."
The three Fallen Angels began to get busy.
It wasn't really that busy.
Because they didn't even need to touch the body, they just used the power of light to make it vanish into thin air.
It was merely a bit troublesome to clean up the traces on the ground.
Linde ignored these things and instead examined the divine dividing gauntlet (red dragon emperor's gauntlet) in his hand.
God-Slaying Tools like this choose their masters.
Although he had the item, it was only the beginning.
The next moment.
Linde's magic power began to spread, following the method Linali had provided him a short while ago, hoping to obtain this God-Slaying Tool.
But… there was no reaction.
"..."
His gaze turned dangerous, and a cold sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
It had personality.
Boom!
Terrifying magic power began to boil.
If before it was a gentler approach, now Linde was forcing it to submit with an unyielding attitude.
Buzz!
Finally, there was a reaction.
The next moment.
It was as if a dragon's roar echoed deep within his soul.
Linde's eyes lit up, and he closed them, allowing the subtle pull to guide him.
In a trance.
The world had already changed.
At some point, everything around him had turned crimson, as if filling the entire world.
Looking closely, the crimson color was actually swirling flames.
But what was incredibly strange was that the flames had no temperature whatsoever.
"What, you let me in here, but you still won't show yourself?"
Linde looked up and asked, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.
"Roar—"
A heaven-shaking dragon's roar suddenly erupted from the sky.
As the sound resonated.
The entire space seemed to tremble.
A colossal creature was already circling in the firmament.
It was a giant dragon, covered in crimson scales, exuding a terrifying oppressive aura from its entire body.
The moment he saw the other party.
Linde already knew.
The other party was one of the legendary Two Heavenly Dragons.
The Red Dragon Emperor — Ddraig.
"Demon, abandon your thoughts, you are not worthy to be my master."
Ddraig's claws moved, his body danced in mid-air, stirring up waves of flames.
"Hmph, I'm afraid it's not up to you to decide this matter."
Linde snorted coldly, "Anything I set my eyes on, I will obtain, no matter what."
"Even if it means annihilating your will, I will not hesitate."
Ddraig was momentarily stunned, then burst into maniacal laughter.
"Interesting, you are truly too interesting."
"In countless years, you are the first to dare speak to me like this?"
"You actually want to obliterate my existence and completely control the divine dividing gauntlet (red dragon emperor's gauntlet)?"
"Hahaha, if you can do it, then give it a try."
With every word Ddraig spoke, the dragon's might emanating from him surged by another notch.
By the end, it was earth-shattering, as if shaking the entire space.
He was the warlike Red Dragon Emperor.
Born for battle, died for battle.
During the ancient powers era, if it weren't for simultaneously offending the three factions of demons, angels, and Fallen Angels, how could he have ended up like this?
Now this demon actually dared to speak such arrogant words.
While it angered him, his battle intent, dormant for a thousand years, completely erupted.
Linde looked up at the sky, merely smiling faintly, "In that case, let me send you on your final journey."
As his voice fell, slender black wings burst forth from his body, and terrifying magic power spread like a tide.