Chapter 31: Assault Mode!

Cough!

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Akira re-evaluated the goddess before him. In the original history, this goddess’s combat prowess was legendary. She had fought the Holy Grail-boosted Kingu for a significant amount of time, and later, her Noble Phantasm had literally evaporated the Chaos Tide beneath Tiamat’s feet.

Even at her limit, she had unleashed her divine nature to strike Tiamat directly, forcing the primordial mother to open her defenses for the first time. And to think—that terrifying power was only half of Quetzalcoatl’s true divinity due to a contract restriction.

"You really are strong, Quetzalcoatl. But that only makes me want you more."

Akira stared at the Onee-san goddess. He wasn’t just focused on her strength; his mind was still clouded by his heightened instincts. As she had said, suppressed desires were a ticking time bomb. It was better to release them now.

"Why? Does my handsome boy still have another trump card?"

"Yes. I’ve never used this power before. If I accidentally hurt you, don’t blame me."

"No problem! If you can hurt me—or even defeat me—I’ll be even happier. Come, my handsome little brother, show me everything you have and take me down!"

"Fine—"

Boom!

A darkness so thick it felt physical erupted from Akira. His eyes turned pitch black, devoid of pupils. The Demon Mark on his forehead expanded until it settled in the center. Darkness began to shroud his entire body, shredding his clothes as the condensed dark mana clung to his skin, forming a suit of obsidian-colored energy.

Assault Mode.

This was the inheritance of Meliodas’s strongest combat form. It was the peak of Demon God power. In this state, the user was a truly terrifying existence.

"What frightening Mana, little brother."

"Assault Mode... it’s my first time using this, so I might not be able to control it perfectly. Forgive me."

"Yay~! That’s exactly what gets this Onee-san excited!"

Bang!

A sudden strike was launched. Even though she was a goddess, once the battle started, Quetzalcoatl’s every move was aimed at victory. Everything else could wait until after the win.

Clang!

Their weapons collided again. This time, Akira parried the sudden strike with ease.

While Akira inherited the Meliodas "template," his birth from the primordial womb had made him a true Demon God. His dark mana had been consumed and refined by the Chaos Tide. The darkness he now wielded surpassed the limits of the attribute itself. In Assault Mode, he was at the absolute zenith of his power.

"Wow, what incredible strength. In terms of raw power, you’re above me now. But if you’re stronger, what about your speed?"

Having failed her initial strike, Quetzalcoatl immediately pivoted to a second round of attacks. This time, it wasn’t a contest of strength, but of pure speed.

Clang!

Snap!

Bang!

A relentless series of blows were all neutralized by Akira. On the final exchange, Akira countered. With a single backhand blow, the terrifying force slammed into Quetzalcoatl and sent her crashing into the distance.

"Kukul—!"

Jaguar Man, watching from afar, was shocked. The mighty and ferocious Kukul... had actually been blown away? It was clear now that during their earlier scuffle, Akira hadn’t been using even a fraction of his true power.

Ah, this boiling sensation... I haven’t felt this in so long. It’s truly exhilarating.

Akira’s blow was heavy, but to Quetzalcoatl, it wasn’t fatal. In fact, for a battle maniac, being wounded was like a shot of adrenaline. A true fight was about mutual killing, fighting until the very end—only then did it have meaning.

Meanwhile, in Assault Mode, Akira’s emotions were heavily suppressed. His feelings were dulled, and cold rationality sat atop the throne of his consciousness. Even the previously uncontrollable lust had vanished, replaced by a singular focus on the duel.

Swoosh!

Quetzalcoatl attacked again. This time, she discarded her weapon, choosing to fight hand-to-hand—fist against fist.

To truly "conquer" this goddess, Akira decided to match her style. He too dropped his weapon, opting for close-quarters combat.

Bang!

Smack!

Bang!

Boom!

As their battle raged on, the entire landscape began to transform. Because both possessed god-like strength, every step they took shattered the earth. The lush jungle was reduced to a landscape of craters, looking as though it had been subjected to a heavy carpet bombing.

"Truly unbelievable. To think a male god like you existed in this world. This Onee-san is truly crazy about you."

Quetzalcoatl’s body was now covered in wounds of varying degrees. One of her arms had even been snapped. Yet, despite this, her face was filled with joy. This battle-mad goddess had finally met a god even stronger than herself.

What’s more, he was a handsome "little brother" who perfectly matched her aesthetic. The thought that she was about to lose—that she would become his subordinate, his personal divine servant, and help him release his desires—made her heart pound with excitement.

"Quetzalcoatl, prepare for your defeat."

"My handsome god, come! Give me the greatest defeat possible. Take everything I am."

"As you wish."

Boom!

Divine majesty like a prison, divine grace like an ocean. At this moment, Akira embodied both.

In this battle, neither had yet unleashed their true, ultimate power. Quetzalcoatl had not used her Noble Phantasm—her True Name Release. For a Servant, that was their true essence.

But that wasn’t the kind of fight she wanted right now. Besides, she still had her final trump card—and she was certain her opponent had one, too.

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