I FOUND A DOOR TO TENSURA AND BECAME BROKEN IN THE REAL WORLD TOO-Chapter 42: The Battlefield of Chaos

The icy winds howled through the frozen continent, swirling with shards of glacial frost as I stood before Guy Crimson, the so-called Strongest Demon Lord.

The setting sun bathed the horizon in a crimson hue, making the snow-covered peaks glimmer with a faint orange glow.

The atmosphere was heavy with tension, each breath I took clouding the cold air.

I smirked slightly, my eyes locking onto Guy's piercing crimson gaze.

The wine glass in his hand trembled slightly as his aura flared just from his mild amusement.

This man was terrifyingly powerful—and it thrilled me.

"Before we fight," I said casually, letting a hint of playful menace lace my voice,

"how about we make this a bit more... interesting?"

Guy's lips curled into a devious grin, intrigued by my proposal.

He slowly tilted his head, swirling his half-full wine glass as if he were contemplating my words.

"Oh? You want to wager something?"

His voice was smooth and sinister, dripping with mock amusement.

"And what exactly do you want, cocky one?"

With a mischievous gleam in my eyes, I casually pointed toward Velzard, who was reclining at the edge of the balcony, her elegant blue eyes narrowing coldly at me.

The mere mention of her made the temperature drop even further, frost forming in the air around us.

"If I win, I take Velzard."

My voice was calm, but the arrogance in my tone made her eyes flash with fury.

For a moment, everything stilled.

Rain and Misery, Guy's two ever-loyal aides, stiffened.

The faint howl of the wind was the only sound, carrying the weight of Velzard's chilling aura as it surged violently.

She narrowed her eyes, her voice as cold as the blizzards of the Ice Continent.

"I am not some trinket to be wagered, human."

Her voice was icy with disdain, her tone dripping with venomous fury.

The temperature plummeted, the frost creeping up the walls as her power reacted to her emotions.

But Guy, to my surprise, chuckled darkly, finding my audacity absolutely delightful.

He tipped his wine glass, letting the scarlet liquid swirl hypnotically before downing the entire glass in one gulp.

"Hah! I like you."

His eyes gleamed with feral delight, and his smirk widened into a sinister grin.

"Fine. I accept your wager."

He turned to Velzard, who glared at him with disbelief, her lips curling in anger.

Her icy gaze could have frozen entire nations, but Guy simply waved her off with a smirk.

"Relax, Velzard. It's just a game."

He licked his lips, his eyes flashing with dangerous amusement.

"Besides... he's not going to win."

I let out a low chuckle, my fingers twitching with anticipation.

"Don't be so sure, Demon Lord."

My eyes narrowed into a dangerous glint.

"You'll regret underestimating me."

Without another word, we took to the skies, soaring above the ice continent, leaving behind a trail of crimson and blue magicules.

The winds howled violently as we moved, the very air distorting under the pressure of our combined power.

After several minutes, Guy halted mid-air, turning toward Velzard.

He pointed toward the frozen peaks below us.

"Velzard, put up the barrier."

She narrowed her eyes, clearly still fuming but obeyed.

With a graceful wave of her hand, a gigantic ice dome encased the entire region.

The barrier stretched endlessly, reaching so high it pierced the clouds, and deep into the earth, sealing us in.

Within this frozen battlefield, no one would be able to interfere.

The ground beneath us shattered into jagged peaks of ice from the sheer weight of the magical pressure we were both emanating.

We hovered 100 meters apart, eyes locked, hearts pounding with anticipation.

I slowly unsheathed my sword, its obsidian blade gleaming with a faint violet glow from my magicules.

The darkness around it pulsed, eagerly hungry for battle.

Guy, in turn, summoned his crimson rapier, an elegant and deadly weapon coated in infernal energy, the blade exuding a faint dark red mist.

His crimson eyes burned with a predator's gleam.

"Let's see what you've got, cocky one."

His smirk widened into a sadistic grin.

"Don't hold back, or you'll die."

I gave him a cocky smirk, my eyes gleaming with fiery excitement.

"Oh, trust me... I won't."

In an instant, Guy vanished.

A mere blur of crimson light streaked toward me, faster than most could perceive.

But my Divinity Core's precognition instantly activated, giving me a fraction of a second's notice.

I side-stepped, feeling the tip of his rapier graze my cheek, leaving a shallow cut.

Before I could recover, Guy spun mid-air, his blade slashing toward my throat.

I parried with a spark of magic, our swords clashing violently, sending out a wave of fiery energy that shattered the ground below us.

We moved with blinding speed, teleporting, slashing, and clashing faster than the eye could follow.

Each of his strikes was fluid and merciless, a dance of death honed over millennia.

He suddenly feinted left, then vanished behind me, slashing at my spine.

I narrowly teleported away, reappearing above him.

Without hesitation, I brought my blade down in a sweeping arc, releasing a wave of black magic.

"Abyssal Rend!"

The shockwave of darkness cleaved through the ice, but Guy blurred out of existence, appearing above me.

He drove his foot into my back, sending me hurtling toward the ground.

BOOM!

The entire battlefield erupted as I smashed into the icy terrain, craters forming on impact.

The ground splintered, sending shards of ice flying in all directions.

But before the smoke cleared, I was already on my feet, my eyes blazing with fury.

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I teleported behind him, our blades clashing again in a flurry of steel and magic.

My Conqueror Sovereign pulsed violently, its magicule drainfield surging with overwhelming force, draining Guy's magicules and skills with each passing second.

I could feel him weakening—not drastically, but enough that his attacks grew slightly slower, his aura dimming bit by bit.

Guy's crimson eyes narrowed, his smile twisting into a menacing grin.

He clearly noticed what was happening.

"Heh... so that's how you want to play it, huh?" he muttered, wiping the blood from his lip.

"You're leeching my power... making me weaker by the second."

I flashed him a cocky grin, my eyes glowing with divine energy, my body pulsating with his stolen strength.

"What's the matter, Guy?" I taunted, my voice low and dripping with mock sympathy.

"Feeling a little drained?"

He chuckled darkly, his blood-red eyes flashing with wicked glee.

"You're not the only one with tricks, cocky one."

Without warning, Guy's entire being flared with demonic power, and his rapier ignited with a sinister black flame.

The very fabric of reality around us shuddered violently, as though creation itself was rejecting his existence.

"Oh, did I forget to mention?"

His voice was playfully mocking, but his eyes gleamed with deadly intent.

"Lucifer doesn't just control pride... it devours power."

Suddenly, I felt a tug—my magic, my abilities being pulled away from me.

Lucifer's Sinful Devourer – The ability to steal enemy skills and magic, absorbing them into Guy's arsenal.

The moment his blade clashed with mine, I could feel my abilities slipping—the essence of my Divinity Core trembling, being ripped from me.

For a split second, my Conqueror Sovereign flickered, destabilizing slightly.

"Oh, hell no."

I gritted my teeth and flashed a wicked grin.

Magicule Drainfield surged violently, reacting instinctively.

The skill-thieving effect was suddenly nullified, blocked completely.

A wave of black and violet energy surged around me, forming a barrier of divine supremacy, instantly severing Lucifer's devouring tendrils.

The skill-theft failed, and I felt my powers stabilize.

"Tch... What?!" Guy hissed, his eyes narrowing slightly in disbelief.

He clenched his flaming rapier tighter, his aura flaring with annoyed defiance.

"You... blocked Lucifer's devourer?"

I smirked viciously, the violet flame of my divinity intensifying.

"Sorry, Guy... but your tricks won't work on me."

His smirk returned, eyes glittering with sadistic glee.

"Alright then... let's stop playing."

He raised his flaming rapier into the air, and in a deafening roar, the sky ignited.

The entire atmosphere turned crimson, and the temperature spiked violently as he unleashed:

Napalm Burst – Infernal Hellstorm

Fiery meteors descended from the heavens, massive orbs of hellfire and demonic wrath, each one carrying the destructive force of a small sun.

The ground beneath us liquified, turning into rivers of molten lava, the ice continent melting beneath the apocalyptic assault.

BOOOOOM!

The flaming meteors crashed, creating towering mushroom clouds of blazing destruction.

The entire landscape erupted into chaos, the blinding firestorm consuming everything in sight.

I could feel magicules from the environment being vaporized instantly, but I didn't flinch.

Instead, I grinned.

"Oh, you want fire?"

I extended my arms outward, activating:

🔥 Absolute Dominion – Warping reality around me, creating a dimensional rift that sucked in the flames, rendering them harmless.

🔥 Abyssal Hounds – Three massive black beasts emerged from the dimensional rift, their eyes glowing with abyssal fire, each one as large as a mountain, roaring with primordial fury.

🔥 Conqueror's Mantle – My entire body shrouded in blazing violet and gold flames, enhancing my speed and strength by fivefold.

"Your flames are cute, Guy."

I grinned wickedly, my eyes gleaming with bloodlust.

"But here's how you REALLY burn!"

I clenched my fist, creating a blazing spear of destruction formed from compressed spatial flames.

With a flick of my wrist, I hurled it directly at Guy.

BOOOOOM!

The spear pierced through his Napalm Burst storm, colliding with Guy's barrier, causing it to shatter violently.

The resulting explosion engulfed him entirely, creating a supernova-like eruption that sent shockwaves across the continent, shattering mountains and causing massive fissures to open across the ice.

Emerging from the flames, Guy Crimson's body was scorched, blood dripping from numerous wounds.

Despite his injuries, he was still smirking, his eyes burning with wild excitement.

"You're insane."

He grinned wildly, his voice dripping with maniacal glee.

"I love it!"

In a flash of crimson light, he teleported above me, his rapier crackling with demonic fire, aiming for my head.

I twisted mid-air, barely avoiding the flaming slash, and countered with a devastating uppercut, sending him soaring into the sky.

I teleported behind him—but he was already there, swinging his rapier with blinding speed, scoring a deep gash across my side.

Blood sprayed, but my Magicule Drainfield instantly healed the wound.

I grinned savagely, feeling Guy's power flowing into me, growing stronger with each second.

"You're mine, Guy."

I growled lowly, my voice dripping with dominance.

"Every skill, every ounce of your strength—it's all mine."

With one final teleport, I appeared behind him, my blade wreathed in violet divinity.

"Goodbye, Demon Lord."

🔥 Conqueror's Judgement – A divine slash infused with elemental chaos and abyssal fire, powerful enough to sever dimensions.

The slash connected, tearing through Guy's armor, leaving a massive diagonal gash across his chest.

His magicules plummeted, and his body dropped toward the molten battlefield.

Guy lay sprawled on the molten ground, panting heavily, blood seeping from his wounds.

I hovered over him, my blade pressed lightly against his throat.

"You lose."

I grinned triumphantly.

"Velzard is mine."

Despite his defeat, Guy let out a hoarse laugh, blood dripping from his lips.

"Heh... Damn it... You really did it."

He grinned wickedly.

"You beat me."

I extended my hand, helping him up.

"I always keep my promises."

I smirked.

"Velzard is mine."