Romans & histoires Dxd Leviathan

I blurred across the floor of the Mariana Trench, closing the distance to the two remaining Leviathans in a fraction of a second. They did not coordinate. The Hive-Mind operating them simply calculated the most efficient way to apply mass and reacted. The Leviathan on my left swung a massive, jagged pillar of black basalt like a baseball bat, aiming perfectly for my torso. The Leviathan on my right dropped its weight, driving a localized tidal wave of hyper-compressed water directly at my legs to sweep me off the bedrock. I didn't dodge. I didn't deploy a shield. I simply stopped moving.

For some reason, I felt restored with the assurance from Dante. “Okay Love birds, I think we need to move out now.” Levi was fully dressed in his war attire, making him look distinct from everyone. Being a hybrid human, I knew Levi was capable of obliterating several witches with his strength, without having to use his power, something I still found complicating. Once outside the mansion, Dante and I joined in the long army, running through the long road separated by houses. Many of the men and women in the houses looked distressed, realizing they had been hit with a serious battle.

Suzaine darted her gaze upon him and he stumbled down on the ground while his hand holding the microphone was extremely shaking. But he regained his confidence in Leviathan when a deep loud voice coming from the underground echoed in the four corners of the arena. “Fret not, Ballam. The fight isn’t over yet. It is just starting.” Leviathan rose up from the bottom of the crater and floated in the air until he got on the same level as Suzaine’s. His forehead is dripping with blood but as time passed by, his wounds were healed by themselves.

They were strong and beautiful. “I…” She stammered but found her voice, “I need your help to fight one of your kind.” The falling water turned to a drizzle when the dragon walked out from it, revealing its mighty wings. Its body radiated a white light that brightened the darkness of the stone. “Let me guess,” The feminine hoarse voice of the creature said “My brother, Leviathan, has been freed” “Your brother?” Ada couldn’t believe her ears. “You must not trust anything he says. He is dangerous and evil.”

Lethe was confused; clearly she didn’t find her statement humorous because it’s the truth. Ms Reina began to speak, "I’m really glad about the way everyone handled this revelation. It’s now time I tell all of you the truth. As you all know, Lethe here is responsible for reincarnating Eris into me. The reason behind her ploy is because Moros and Eris have struck a deal and decided to raise Tartarus. Moros, being the daemon of doom, thirsts to witness destruction and chaos while Eris, the goddess of strife, can’t wait to see the mortals suffer. Together, they will release catastrophe over the mortal realm. Eris is the key to raising Tartarus; as the queen of Asphodel or also known as Dalaket,

Realization dawned on me that he was enjoying the violence. I hated him and I wanted to hurt him badly. I flailed my legs, unable to kick him. 'Adrianne.. I think I prefer Rianne. Catches the moment. Quite a fighter, aren't you? ' I glared into his eyes and stifled a gasp. His eyes were dead. Whoever said that eyes were the windows of the soul hadn't met this dude. His eyes were blank, lifeless and had a cruel glint in it. 'Feisty. Just the way I like it.'

His dark-gold pupils still churned with unquenched madness, locked onto her legs. Before Vivienne could speak— CRACKLE. The console screen flared to life. It auto-connected to a deep-core probe in the ruins of Eden. A cylindrical nutrient chamber made of colossal white bone appeared on screen. Inside, glowing green fluid swirled. A living heart floated within—perfect muscle structure, still beating. Thump. Thump. The rhythm transmitted through the speakers. It matched, with absolute precision, the missing segment deep inside Vivienne’s genetic code. [The Twin Tyrant Protocol has fully taken over the Leviathan.]

Those whose crimes warrant a sentence to eternal punishment were sent to the darkest regions of Erebus or down the pit of Tartarus. There stood a great palace made of black rock and crystal, the abode of a tall slender goddess Hades. Her majestic black robe and puissant look made those around her cower in fear. Mortals were afraid to even mention her name. Very few knew her as Áïda. Perhaps for fear of pronouncing it, they started calling her Hades.

Freya asks. “Call your brother now. He will confirm.” The man answers. “Who is our brother?” Mythi asks to test the man. “Black Dragon of Dark Knight.” The man answers again. “Call him.” “Mythi, video call oppa now! Hurry!” Freya tells her sister while staying on her fighting stance. “Okay, unnie.” Mythi says and contacts her brother. He answers immediately. His face looks worried on the screen. “Mythi? Why? What happened? Are you girls okay?” JD asks on the phone.