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"Well. This is awkward." I hummed while Kokabiel, the dark elven fallen angel war leader, looked stunned at the sight of his fused Excalibur as it rested on my jacket.

Where it failed to cut right through me.

I had approached the man with open arms, welcoming my fellow war enthusiast with a joyous heart and hearty grin. He responded by trying to cut me down with a sword made of three pieces of the most desired holy blade in Christendom.

It was sound strategy, much better than letting a failed exorcist carry it as the sword boosted the power of the wielder, so stronger wielder = better results. Simple math. My favorite kind.

"I can let you reveal your big trump card power up. Don't want this fight to disappoint the fans." I smiled as if the bane of devil existence wasn't currently pressed against me.

Cause it wasn't. Flash Air for the win folks, I am defending against the sword using displacement magic causing it to deflect itself. Hell, I could have made his attack's final destination his own back, but that would just be unsportsmanlike.

"I already powered up before I came here." He admitted.

Good man.

"I applaud you for breaking the trope and coming at me with everything you had from the start. I also appreciate you not explaining every aspect of your attack to me like I am some kind of bystander in need of exposition. For that I will remember you fondly, but quite frankly you are completely fucked." I grinned as I stepped in and snaked a hand around his neck to pull him into the clinch, "Cause this isn't even my final form."

His torso deformed around my fist as I buried it in his guts, the room around us shaking from the generated shockwave of our collision. I managed to land a few more life altering punches to the face and body of the goth looking man before a white armored hand wrapped around my wrist.

"DIVIDE. DIVIDE. DIVIDE. DIVIDE. DIVIDE. DIVIDE. DIVIDE. DIVIDE. DIVIDE. DIVIDE. DIVIDE. DIVIDE."

"What's up buttercup?" I grinned at the sight of the White Dragon Emperor Scale Mail Balance Breaker, "Having trouble sinking your teeth in?"

Realizing his shtick wasn't working, Vali Lucifer tried to leap back from me, but a purple chain extended from my wrist to his hand.

"I didn't." I lazily noted.

"What is this?" Vali shouted as he tried and failed to rip the chain off him.

"Albion isn't the only creature in existence with the power of Absorption." I explained as I brought out my super devil buster sword and stabbed its point down on the fused Excalibur which promptly burst into purple flames and was sucked into my sword, tainted by the gestalt will of my weapon, turning its holy powers to ruin.

My sword became even more anime as fuck from the process, getting bigger and gaining some multicolored symbols that don't mean anything to me along the fuller.

I am pretty sure Archangel Michael would be clutching his pearls if he had brought any.

"Not really up to my standard, but those swords certainly had some zip to them. Good journeyman work." I commented as everyone in the room stared at me rather than the incoming Chaos Brigade Attack.

Outside of my vicinity all time had frozen, causing the guards for the summit to hang in the air around us motionless, and an army of magicians set about making sure they would never interfere with the attack.

"What is going on?" Rias shouted.

"I never felt it activate, but someone must have coerced your bishop into balance breaker, freezing time all around us." Sirzechs stated.

"How were we not effected?" she further inquired.

"General purpose absorption field." I answered, "I don't let any foreign magic come near me, and even my least effort at magical output is greater than anything a member of your peerage could produce."

"Thanks for being an ass about it!" Rias shouted in exacerbation, "Gasper's potential is incalculable, he took a mutation piece."

"Yeah, that's neat. Tell me when he realizes any of that potential." I chuckled.

With a wave of my sword all the magicians attacking us were consumed in a torrent of purple flame and the effects of Gaspar's Balance Breaker broke.

"How boring." I commented, "Did they bring anyone worth my attention."

"DIVIDE. DIVIDE. DIVIDE. DIVIDE. DIVIDE. DIVIDE. DIVIDE. DIVIDE. DIVIDE. DIVIDE. DIVIDE. DIVIDE."

"Bad Vali." Azazel deadpanned as the White Dragon Emperor stole power from him temporarily.

"Try this on for size." Vali stated as he launched me through the air with a punch, and used the Absorption chain between us to slam me into the ground.

"That was a good punch." I comment as I got up from the crater, "You almost caused me some pain. Hope that isn't your upper limit or this is going to be boring."

"How bout this!" Another voice shouted as a giant staff slammed down on me.

"Much better!" I grinned as I pressed the staff back up with one hand, "I hope you brought more companions, Vali. I'll bury you all together in a monument to the magic of friendship."

Activating my Touki, I yanked the chain nullifying our Absorption magic against each other and hit Vali with an attack that generated radiant light and cratered the earth around us.

The Scale Mail held up its defenses, but it was obvious that the body within was busted and broken, and with the deterioration of his physical condition he could no longer maintain the balance between my magic and Albion's, causing the chain to begin siphoning his power rapidly, ending the power of his Sacred Gear.

"What was that attack?" shouted Vali's partner, the descendant of the monkey king Son Goku.

"Semi Serious Punch." I stated and canceled the chain, "Come back again when you are worth a damn. My heart won't be able to bear the disappointment of crushing you while you are just a tin can."

"You… you bastard." Vali wheezed.

"Pick him up." I ordered the monkey who's face twitched at the command.

Biko, the monkey man, complied and used his staff to sink the pair of them into the ground.

"You do know you just let a traitor to my faction walk away without even a 'by your leave'." Azazel said from nearby.

"If you wanted him brought in, you would have done more than a meek, 'bad Vali'." I countered.

"I guess my acting isn't up to your exacting standards." He smirked.

"Regardless, you have stolen something belonging to the Church." Michael stated as he walked up to his fallen counterpart.

"Give me Gabriel and I'll give you a sword better than the rest of your pathetic collection put together."

"How dare you?" shouted Irina Shidou from her place behind the angel.

"What was that side character?" I shouted back, "I couldn't hear you over all the protagonist dialogue going on."

"Side Character!" she shrieked.

"Even your sword is the stupidest Excalibur!" I continued.

"Is not!" She verbosely countered.

"Is too. God even told me himself." I smirked.

"They are aware of God's status." Michael sighed.

"But God came back just to tell me that Excalibur Mimic is the stupidest Excalibur and only gets wielded by the least important of side characters in his Ineffable Plan." I kept it up.

"He did not." She blew a raspberry at me this time.

"He did too, and he told me that Mimic only lets the smelliest exorcists wield it." I piled it on.

"You're the worst!" She turned away and hmphed.

"I will get back to you on the Gabriel dilemma." Michael stated.

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