Back to the Duel Arena
The battle between Eugene and Sairaorg was still going strong. The two generation's strongest exchanged blows, creating an explosion of energy that shook the arena. Although Eugene had shown incredible strength and resilience, it was clear that he was starting to get backed into a corner. His previous battle against the black witch, Dolia, off the coast of Okinawa had drained his energy.
On the other hand, Sairaorg, at full strength, continued to attack unrelentingly. Eugene's tenacity and rivalry did not allow his body to stop, even though fatigue was already starting to show on his face.
Lily, who was watching anxiously from the sidelines, muttered with one hand covering her mouth. "Strange... Eugene should have the upper hand in this fight, but..." she thought, feeling that something was wrong.
Suddenly, her smartphone rang, displaying Himiko's name on the screen. Feeling the need for privacy, Lily quickly separated herself from the crowd to answer the call.
"Hello?..." She said in a cautious tone.
"Lily! Where is Eugene now!?" Himiko's voice sounded frantic from the other side of the phone.
Lily bit her lip, trying to compose herself. "Eugene is in a duel, Himiko. He's fighting Sairaorg in an artificial sub-dimension. Why are you panicking so much?"
Himiko took a deep breath before replying. "Lily, Eugene shouldn't be fighting right now! After the fight against Dolia, he hasn't fully recovered. His injuries are worse than we thought. I was just treating his wounds but he used healing magic instead and if he keeps pushing himself..."
Lily paused, feeling the growing tension. "What should we do, Himiko? This duel is already underway, and Eugene will not back down so easily."
"Try to stop the duel or at least inform Eugene of her condition. He should know the danger he's in," Himiko said with a tone full of urgency.
Lily nodded, although Himiko could not see it. "Okay, I'll try. Thank you, Himiko."
After hanging up, Lily returned to the crowd with quick steps. Her eyes were focused on Eugene who was now getting pushed back by Sairaorg's attacks. She knew she had to do something, and soon.
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Buak!!
Eugene was knocked back a few steps by Sairaorg's crushing blow. Blood began to drip from the corner of his lips, but he quickly wiped it away with the back of his hand. Eugene looked at the blood for a moment, feeling its warmth on his skin before spitting it out onto the ground.
"Heh... You seem to have improved a lot," he said in a slightly choked tone, but his eyes still radiated a fighting spirit that never faded.
Sairaorg smiled, her breathing also labored but full of enthusiasm. "I have to, Eugene. You always give me a reason to be stronger," she replied while correcting her stance.
The man in front of him also did the same, gathering tremendous energy until their auras formed a terrifying illusory form. However, Eugene felt a slight pain in the scars he obtained from last night's battle with the evolved death knight.
Instead of stopping, Eugene smiled widely. Adrenaline rushed through his blood, making him even more excited. 'Yes! This feeling of life and death is what I like!' he thought excitedly, without the slightest intention of backing down.
The two of them, Eugene and Sairaorg, gathered their auras and touki to the utmost. Eugene's aura emitted a powerful white light, forming the illusion of a majestic and terrifying demon. On the other hand, Sairaorg's golden aura formed the illusion of a dashing, roaring lion, ready to pounce on its enemies.
Spectators watching from outside the arena held their breath, mesmerized by this incredible display of power. The demon and lion's auras faced each other, creating an unforgettable scene.
Eugene gritted his teeth, ignoring the growing pain. "Sairaorg, let's end this with one last attack," he said in a determined voice.
Sairaorg nodded, strengthening his resolve. "Agreed, Eugene. Let us show who is truly the strongest."
The two stepped forward, their aura intensifying. Every step they took felt like a boom of thunder in the audience's ears.
"Let's see who will survive," Eugene murmured with an excited smile.
"Come!!!," Sairaorg replied with a sharp look.
The two of them rushed forward with lightning speed, their auras and touki merging together, creating a tremendous explosion of energy. These final seconds decided everything. The audience was silent, transfixed by the epic battle unfolding before their eyes.
A huge explosion ensued. A powerful wave of energy swept across the arena, shaking the ground and deafening everyone watching. Thick dust and smoke blocked the view, making everyone hold their breath in suspense.
Above the arena, Lily who was flying with her demon wings, saw the explosion happening below her. Her eyes widened with anxiety, her heart seemed to collapse. "No! Eugene!!!" she screamed, her voice trembling with worry.
As the smoke cleared, the silhouettes of two men came into view. Eugene and Sairaorg stood facing each other, their bodies covered in wounds and their breathing ragged. Their auras and touki began to subside, showing deep exhaustion after the intense battle.
The crowd remained silent, awaiting the outcome of this impressive duel. Sirzechs, who was watching from the sidelines, was watching intently, ready to intervene if things went south.
Eugene, his face covered in blood and sweat, grinned despite his trembling body. "You're really good, Sairaorg," he said in a hoarse, yet excited voice.
Sairaorg, in a similar state, smiled back. "You too, Eugene. This fight... you won," he said before collapsing to the ground, exhausted and injured, but with a satisfied smile on his face.
The crowd eventually erupted in cheers, appreciating the courage and strength shown by both fighters. The thunderous sounds of applause and cheers echoed throughout the arena, creating an incredibly festive atmosphere.
Lily, with her demon wings fluttering, landed quickly and approached Eugene with teary eyes. "Eugene! Are you okay?" she asked, her voice full of worry and stifled tears.
Eugene nodded slowly, still smiling despite the blood and sweat on his face. "Yeah, I'm fine, Lily. Just a few blisters," he replied, trying to calm the anxious look on Lily's face. He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, showing his resilience and determination.
Sairaorg was also approached by some of his comrades, confirming his condition. They lifted his up carefully, honoring his courage and resilience. Although they were both badly injured, there was a deep mutual respect between them. Sairaorg gave a weak nod to Eugene, which was returned with a genuine smile.
Sirzechs advanced to the center of the arena, raising his hand to draw everyone's attention. "This duel ends with Eugene winning. Let's pay our respects to Eugene!" his strong, resolute voice filled the arena, drawing the attention of the crowd. Cheers and applause erupted again, louder than ever, not only at the scene but also throughout the underworld watching on Deviltube.
The cheers grew louder as the large screen in the hall showed Eugene's tired but satisfied face. Elsewhere, people in the underworld cheered for the winner, honoring Eugene's victory that was broadcast by one of the spectators on the scene.
Among the crowd, Akeno, who was still taking care of Issei, smiled proudly. Issei, who was beginning to fully regain consciousness, stared at the screen with admiration. "Eugene won... Incredible," he muttered with admiration.
The audience in the arena and those watching via Deviltube continued to cheer, creating an atmosphere of excitement and pride. Eugene raised his hands in excitement, paying tribute to the audience who supported him. That day would be remembered in the history of the demon world as one of the most epic battles and glorious victories.
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