Time Chamber In DxD

Chapter 8

It was then that he heard Igor's roar, the culmination of all his power and proof, that he put everything into this one attack.

"GALICK GUN!"

BOOOOOOOOOOOOM

A purple blast wave was released from Igor's hand, causing intense vibrations to occur due to the force of its ejection. The blast shot towards the ground in a wide cylindrical torrent of destruction. Even when the blast reached the ground, Igor didn't cut off the supply of ki. He continued to fuel the blast, putting his all into this one shot.

SHUUUuuuu...BOOOOOOOOOOM

The condensed ki contained within the galick gun finally exploded, resulting in a massive thruster-like explosion of purple ki. The explosion expanded towards the sky, hiding the morning sun behind a flame-like shroud of purple.

This phenomenon lasted for only a dozen seconds. Without anything to contain the ki, it rapidly dissipated into nothingness.

Whuuuuuuuuu

With the skies clearing and the sun once again being allowed to fill the skies with its brightness, its rays shined upon Igor who remained floating in the sky. His body was hunched over with only his right hand outstretched. His hair flopped over his face like a wet mop, casting a dark shadow that hid his eyes.

Slowly, Igor began to descend.

[Everything...hurts.]

He had lost all feeling in his arm. The heavy discharge of ki had caused the muscles to tense up. His breaths were heavy, almost as if something was blocking the passage of air. This was causing his eyes to become hazed.

He would've lost consciousness in the next few seconds, were it not for the sudden sound of crackling lightning.

"?!"

He lifted his head, and what he saw made his eyes narrow in shock.

[H-how...]

Standing in front of him in the flesh, was Baraquiel. Crackles of golden lightning occasionally flashed across his body. Killing intent was oozing out of his body, causing Igor to grit his teeth in fear and defiance.

A golden scythe materialised in Baraquiel's hand, causing Igor's eyes to droop towards it. Although every single fibre within his being was screaming for him to flee, Igor knew better. There's zero chance of escaping. His only other choice was to fight. The thought of begging for mercy did not even cross his mind.

So despite his injuries, Igor got into a stance.

[Even if I die, I will atleast take an arm!]

Killing intent oozed out of him, cold ferocity replacing uncertainty. He was like a cornered animal that was ready to fight until the end. But despite his will, his body could not bring itself to engage in another bout.

Igor could already feel his vision getting cloudy. The lack of oxygen to his brain was making him muddleheaded.

[No...I-I can't...lose-]

"That's enough young warrior. The strength of your conviction convinces me."

Before Igor could process the words, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck, causing him to lose consciousness.

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|DxD|

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Baraquiel watched with an impassive gaze as the boy in front of him struggled to stay conscious. Although the killing intent he was releasing was only comparable to that of a soldier who's experienced decades of war...