I FOUND A DOOR TO TENSURA AND BECAME BROKEN IN THE REAL WORLD TOO-Chapter 37: The Conqueror vs. The Destroyer

I strolled casually into Milim's grand castle, walking beside the pink-haired tyrant as she happily stuffed her face with the mountain of sugary treats I had brought. Her castle was massive, built from ancient black stone with golden accents and dragon insignias carved into the walls—a fortress fitting for a being of her caliber.

The corridors were wide and regal, lined with dragon-themed tapestries and illuminated by floating magic crystals that gave off a faint golden glow. The air itself was thick with magicules, a testament to the immense power that resided here.

As we made our way toward what looked like a spacious living room, I sensed another presence rapidly approaching.

"Hmm? Someone's in a hurry," I mused internally.

A moment later, Midray, Milim's trusted knight and the Leader of the Dragonkin, stormed into the chamber. His sharp eyes locked onto me immediately.

He was a towering figure, with a bold head and an imposing build. He wore a dark tunic, designed with dragon motifs, giving him a regal and feral presence.

Midray's eyes narrowed sharply the moment he felt the small fraction of my aura I was deliberately leaking.

Even without me fully exerting myself, his instincts screamed at him—he knew right away that I was not someone to be taken lightly.

I caught the slight twitch in his fingers, his hand subtly moving toward the hilt of his blade, ready for combat if necessary.

But Milim, completely oblivious, plopped herself onto an oversized chair, still devouring the last of her cake, crumbs scattered everywhere.

We sat at a large, ornate table surrounded by plush chairs. The room itself was grand yet cozy, with a fireplace crackling softly in the corner. Massive dragon-themed banners adorned the stone walls, and a chandelier made from dragon bones hung overhead.

Milim, with her cheeks still full, tried to speak through mouthfuls of cake, her voice muffled.

"Mmmf... Ish sho gooood!" she garbled, cake crumbs falling from her mouth.

I chuckled softly, leaning back in my chair, watching her with mild amusement.

"You really were starving, huh?" I teased.

Midray, still standing behind her, remained tense and alert, his arms crossed as he studied me intently, trying to figure out what kind of being I was.

His eyes narrowed, filled with suspicion.

After a few moments, Milim finally finished her feast, letting out a contented sigh and rubbing her stomach with satisfaction.

She clapped her hands together and grinned brightly.

"Aaaah! That was amazing! You're the best!"

She suddenly pointed at me, her eyes sparkling.

"You're my best friend now!"

I couldn't help but chuckle, crossing my arms casually.

"Heh. That was easy."

Her eyes suddenly gleamed with curiosity, and she leaned forward slightly, resting her chin on her hand, her expression mischievous.

"Sooo... what's your name?" she asked with a playful grin.

I smirked, my eyes glinting.

"Tenjou Yuuya."

The moment I said my name, Milim's eyes narrowed slightly, and her smile widened into a feral grin.

"Hmm... Yuuya, huh? You're strong, aren't you?" she said, her voice laced with anticipation.

"I can feel it. You're hiding your true power."

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Her gaze was piercing, almost predatory.

I grinned devilishly, leaning forward.

"Oh? Would you like to find out?"

Her eyes widened slightly, then sparkled with excitement.

"Oooh! You're a cocky one, aren't you?" she said with a wicked grin.

She slammed her fists on the table, nearly splitting it in half.

"Alright, let's go!" she declared eagerly.

Midray's eyes narrowed sharply, his voice firm.

"Milim-sama, wait! You can't just—"

But before he could finish, Milim was already grabbing my wrist, dragging me toward the castle's massive gates, giggling with excitement.

"Come on, Yuuya! I wanna fight you right now!"

We arrived at a vast, mountainous region outside her kingdom—far from civilization.

The landscape was rugged and hostile, with jagged peaks and rocky outcrops, creating the perfect battleground.

Milim floated mid-air, her eyes glinting with excitement.

Her magicules surged, creating a storm of pink and gold energy that shook the entire landscape.

The ground itself splintered under her pressure.

Her fanged grin widened, and her voice rang out, brimming with manic glee.

"Hahahahaha! I'm not gonna hold back, Yuuya! You better be ready!"

I smirked, my eyes gleaming with confidence.

"Oh, don't worry. I'll make sure you regret saying that."

With a simple thought, I activated:

Sovereign Mantle → A divine armor of shimmering ethereal light enveloped me, exuding unshakable authority.

Magicule Drainfield → A faint ripple spread out, almost imperceptible, as my field of influence began leeching magicules from the environment—and from Milim herself.

BOOOOM!

Milim exploded forward, her fist cocked back, moving faster than the eye could follow.

Her punch collided with the air where I had been, obliterating an entire mountain behind me.

I flash-stepped behind her instantly.

"Too slow!" I whispered into her ear.

WHAM!

I smashed my fist into her side, sending her hurtling through several peaks.

The force cracked the earth, sending massive shockwaves that splintered the mountains.

But before the dust could settle—

BOOOOM!

Milim shot out from the rubble, laughing maniacally, her eyes wild with bloodlust.

"YES! That's more like it!" she roared.

She fired a beam of pure destructive energy, pink and gold flames tearing through the battlefield.

I extended my hand, activating:

Nullification Field → Her beam disintegrated on contact, leaving no trace.

Milim's eyes widened, and she grinned fiercely.

"What?! Oh-ho! You're holding back, huh?"

But as we fought, my Magicule Drainfield worked silently, stealing a fraction of her immense power with each clash.

I felt her energy flowing into me—her raw strength, her monstrous durability, and even fragments of her dragon-related skills.

Through the battle, I drained:

Dragon's Might → A skill that enhances physical power and resilience exponentially.

Draconic Regeneration → Grants rapid healing, making me almost unkillable.

Destruction Drive → Boosts attack power as my HP decreases, allowing me to grow stronger the more damage I take.

Milim, oblivious, fought harder, her strength fueling me further.

Her eyes sparkled with madness, and she grinned ferociously.

"Hahaha! I knew you were special, Yuuya! You're amazing!"

I smirked confidently, my eyes glowing with stolen power.

"Oh, you have no idea."

The mountainous landscape that once stood proud and tall was now a shattered wasteland.

Entire peaks had been reduced to rubble, and the earth itself trembled violently beneath the sheer force of our clash.

The sky was painted in hues of crimson and gold, with swirling energy storms generated by the overwhelming magicules we were unleashing.

Far in the distance, Midray stood atop a jagged cliff, his arms braced against a massive boulder to keep himself from being blown away by the shockwaves.

His eyes were wide with disbelief, and his breath came in shallow, uneven gasps.

He stared at the unfathomable battle before him, his draconic blood boiling with awe and dread.

"Impossible... This can't be real..." he muttered hoarsely, his voice trembling.

"Milim-sama is... being pushed back?!"

Milim, realizing she was unable to make any real damage, suddenly stopped mid-air, her feral grin fading into a look of intense focus.

Her aura surged violently, creating a cyclone of pink and gold energy that blasted apart the surrounding terrain.

Her voice rang out, sharp and deadly.

"Heh... You're a monster, Yuuya."

She clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles cracking audibly.

"I guess I have no choice but to stop messing around!"

Her crimson eyes glowed ominously, her pupils narrowing into draconic slits.

A surge of untamed power erupted around her, and with a blinding flash, she transformed into her battle mode.

Her petite frame elongated slightly, her muscles denser, more defined.

A single obsidian horn burst from her forehead, crackling with dark dragon energy, glowing faintly with violet veins of raw power.

Her pink hair turned darker, almost magenta, with faint streaks of black running through it.

Her outfit changed entirely, now resembling a battle-hardened warlord.

She wore a tight black battle suit adorned with gold and crimson dragon emblems, reinforced with scaled plates along her shoulders and arms.

Her gloves were now clawed gauntlets, razor-sharp talons dripping with chaotic magic.

In her right hand, she summoned her signature weapon—

Dragon Fang, a massive black-bladed sword with runes of destruction pulsing along its length.

The blade exuded a dark aura, distorting the air around it with raw destructive energy.

Her voice lowered, becoming deeper, more guttural, her playful tone replaced by chilling resolve.

"Hehehe... Now it's gonna get fun."

Her draconic smirk widened, revealing sharp fangs.

Seeing Milim's transformation, I felt my blood ignite with exhilaration.

The sheer ferocity of her presence made my adrenaline surge, but instead of fear—

I felt pure, uncontainable excitement.

"Oh-ho... You're finally getting serious, huh?" I sneered.

"Good. You'll make the perfect guinea pig for my skills."

I clenched my fists slightly, and with a single thought, I unleashed the full might of:

Conqueror Sovereign → My entire being was engulfed in golden-black ethereal flames, swirling around me with an otherworldly majesty.

The effects immediately took hold:

Magicule Drainfield: The radius expanded tenfold, siphoning massive amounts of magicules from Milim's form with every strike.

Sovereign Mantle: My body was covered in an impenetrable divine armor, shimmering with black and gold plating, making my defense nigh-absolute.

Absolute Dominion: My very presence warped the space around me, making me a living manifestation of authority, capable of bending reality itself.

I grinned menacingly, locking eyes with Milim.

"Come, Destroyer. Let's see how much you can take."

Milim vanished in a flash, reappearing in front of me with blinding speed.

Her dragonic eyes gleamed with bloodlust, and she slashed at me with Dragon Fang.

The blade tore through the air, shattering space itself, creating a seismic wave that split the ground for miles.

CLANG!

I caught her sword barehanded, the tremendous force sending a titanic shockwave across the battlefield.

The mountains around us crumbled, their peaks obliterated by the sheer force of the impact.

Her eyes widened slightly.

"What?!"

I grinned darkly, my voice dripping with mockery.

"Is that it?"

Before she could react, I twisted my wrist, shattering the magical coating on her sword and kicked her square in the stomach.

BOOM!

She was sent flying through five mountains, each one exploding on impact.

Midray, from his vantage point, could barely comprehend what he was witnessing.

"By the gods... he... overpowered Milim's strike..." he whispered hoarsely, his eyes wide in disbelief.

Before Milim could recover, I activated:

Abyssal Hounds → With a single thought, I summoned dozens of ethereal black wolves, flickering in and out of reality.

Their red eyes gleamed ominously, and their fangs dripped with corruption, capable of devouring magic itself.

"Sic her."

The Abyssal Hounds charged, howling with ethereal bloodlust, their forms leaving trails of darkness as they leapt toward her.

Milim, still reeling from the impact, barely had time to block the first wolf, slashing it in half—

But the moment her sword cut through it, the hound reformed instantly, and clamped its jaws onto her leg, draining her magicules.

"Tch! You annoying pests!" she roared, firing a massive energy blast, disintegrating the entire horde in one fell swoop.

But Milim was not done.

She burst out of the rubble, her body glowing with untamed dragonic energy, her horn pulsating with chaotic magic.

She roared, unleashing a devastating shockwave of pink and black energy that tore through the mountains, leveling the entire region.

BOOOOOM!

The explosion engulfed the entire battlefield, reducing it to nothing but craters and smoldering earth.

But as the dust cleared—

I emerged unscathed, walking through the inferno with a sinister smirk.

I extended my hand, my Magicule Drainfield still leeching her power.

"Mmm... you taste divine, Milim."

My voice was dark and mocking, deliberately taunting her.

I flashed forward, appearing right in front of her face.

Her eyes widened, but before she could react, I unleashed a flurry of strikes, each blow draining her power further, making me even stronger.

"You're slowing down, Milim!" I growled, my fist slamming into her gut, sending her crashing into the ground.

The earth splintered violently, creating a massive crater around her impact zone.

As she struggled to rise, her breathing ragged, she still smiled.

"You... you're insane... and I LOVE IT!" she cackled madly.

My eyes gleamed mercilessly, and I smirked devilishly.

"Good. Because I'm just getting started."