I FOUND A DOOR TO TENSURA AND BECAME BROKEN IN THE REAL WORLD TOO-Chapter 51: The Unexpected Twist

As the chaotic aura from Velzard and me dissipated, the suffocating pressure finally lifted.

The Demon Lords exhaled sharply, their bodies finally able to breathe freely again.

Clayman, still trembling, clutched his chest and gasped for air, his face pale and drenched in sweat.

The others, although composed, were still reeling from the overwhelming power they had just witnessed.

Ramiris, flapping her tiny wings, shot toward me.

Her small fists pounded against my chest—though it was more like gentle taps, considering her size.

Her voice was shrill, filled with her usual over-the-top theatrics.

"You jerk! You scared the living daylights out of everyone! Even me! I almost fainted! You big show-off!" she squeaked, her face flushed with irritation.

I smirked down at her, flicking her tiny forehead lightly, causing her to spiral backward comically.

"Heh, come on, Ramiris. You're fine. You're just mad you didn't get to make the big entrance yourself."

She flailed dramatically, her arms waving as she spun through the air.

"That's not the point, you dummy! You nearly gave me a heart attack!"

I let out a low chuckle, turning my attention back to the other Demon Lords.

Clayman, finally regaining some composure, cleared his throat and resumed his rambling accusations.

His voice shook slightly, but his arrogance remained.

He continued to spew nonsense, trying to sway the Demon Lords with false claims about Rimuru's "villainy."

Growing bored of his theatrics, I slowly raised my hand, interrupting him mid-sentence.

My golden eyes narrowed slightly, my tone sharp but calm.

"Enough."

The single word cut through the chamber like a blade.

Clayman's mouth snapped shut, his eyes wide with confusion.

I stepped forward, my boots tapping softly against the marble floor, the sound echoing ominously in the now-silent hall.

With a casual but commanding tone, I made my proposal.

"Instead of wasting time with words, let's settle this with a fight. Clayman versus Rimuru. Whoever wins... is right."

The Demon Lords' eyes widened slightly, intrigued by the proposition.

Draguel's massive arms crossed over his chest, a small grin of savage delight spreading across his face.

Frey's wings twitched slightly, clearly eager for entertainment.

Even Leon's calm, icy demeanor seemed to crack ever so slightly with curiosity.

Clayman's face twisted with disbelief.

He clearly didn't expect the situation to escalate into a battle, and his already fragile confidence faltered.

His pale eyes flickered toward Rimuru—still underestimating him, believing him to be weaker than himself.

Rimuru, with his usual calm but confident expression, simply smirked slightly.

His eyes held a glimmer of defiance, as if already knowing the outcome.

"Fine by me," Rimuru said calmly, his voice carrying an unshakable confidence.

Guy Crimson grinned wickedly, clearly enjoying the turn of events.

With a snap of his fingers, the chairs around the table levitated slightly and then glided back along the room's perimeter, creating a massive open space in the center.

A glowing crimson barrier expanded from Guy's fingertips, surrounding Rimuru and Clayman in a perfectly contained arena.

As the two combatants prepared to fight, I narrowed my eyes and scoffed slightly.

I could sense Clayman's true intentions.

He was planning to use Milim as a pawn in the battle—forcing her to fight Rimuru under the illusion of his control.

I took a casual step forward, my voice smooth but commanding.

"Hold on."

The entire hall froze, turning their eyes toward me.

"That's not a fair fight," I declared, my eyes glimmering with mischievous intent.

I slowly tilted my head toward Milim, who was still acting like a mindless puppet.

I smirked slightly, locking eyes with her.

"If Clayman is planning to use Milim... then I'll fight her instead."

The room stirred with shock, faint gasps and murmurs filling the chamber.

Frey's eyes widened slightly, and Leon's gaze sharpened with intrigue.

Even Draguel chuckled softly, eager to see another show of strength.

The corners of Milim's mouth twitched ever so slightly.

For a brief moment, her playful battle maniac nature peeked through her fake, dull expression.

She was barely holding back her excitement.

"Heh... you're playing right into my hands, Yuuya," she thought mischievously.

With a cocky grin, I stepped into the barrier, the space around me shimmering faintly with magicule distortions.

The air itself crackled, as if anticipating the coming clash.

The Demon Lords' eyes widened slightly—knowing that they were about to witness something extraordinary.

Clayman's eyes widened in horror.

He was now completely disregarded, his battle with Rimuru nothing more than an afterthought.

But his panic was short-lived, as he quickly realized he was utterly outmatched by Rimuru.

As Milim and I stood face to face within the barrier, the atmosphere was thick with tension.

The air itself crackled with unstable magicules, reacting to the sheer power radiating from the both of us.

The ground trembled faintly, as if the very dimension itself was dreading the clash that was about to unfold.

From their seats, the Demon Lords watched in rapt attention, their eyes sharp and focused.

Even Guy Crimson, the so-called strongest Demon Lord, had a wild glimmer of excitement in his eyes, eager to witness Yuuya's true power in a serious battle.

Velzard, seated elegantly with a faint smile, had complete confidence in me.

Her icy sapphire eyes gleamed with pride.

Meanwhile, Draguel's massive arms were crossed over his chest, his sharp golden eyes narrowing as he scrutinized me carefully.

His deep voice rumbled, a low growl of curiosity.

"Hmph... This Yuuya Tenjou... he's no ordinary monster. Even Milim seems excited. She hasn't been this serious in centuries."

BOOM!

The entire dimension quaked violently.

In an instant, we were clashing at hypersonic speeds, our movements blurring reality itself.

Shockwaves of pure force exploded with every impact, creating sonic booms that rippled through the barrier.

From the sidelines, the Demon Lords' eyes widened as they struggled to follow the fight with their senses.

Even with their enhanced perception, they could barely keep up.

Frey's eyes narrowed, struggling to follow the movements.

Her wings twitched slightly, and she let out a soft gasp.

"They're... moving too fast. I can barely keep up... This level of speed... it's beyond anything I've ever seen."

Draguel's fists tightened, his knuckles cracking slightly.

His gaze darkened, his jaw clenching.

Within the barrier, I appeared behind Milim in a flash, my fist glowing with ethereal energy enhanced by my Conqueror Sovereign: Absolute Dominion.

I swung with precise ferocity, the very air fracturing around my fist.

Milim grinned wickedly, sensing my movement at the last second, and twisted her body, ducking low.

She countered instantly, slamming her knee into my ribs.

The force of the blow sent me skidding across the air, leaving a trail of shattered space in my wake.

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I stopped mid-air, twisting gracefully, and reappeared above her.

With a flick of my wrist, I unleashed a volley of Sovereign Energy Blades, each one pulsating with destructive power.

Milim's eyes widened slightly, but she didn't falter.

She roared, unleashing a Drago Cannon, a beam of pure, golden draconic energy that obliterated the air in its path.

The energy blades and the beam collided, creating a colossal explosion that shook the entire dimension.

Leon Cromwell watched with a calm, calculating gaze, his arms folded, analyzing my every movement with the precision of a seasoned tactician.

His voice was calm but laced with intrigue.

"That power... it's not just brute force. He's deliberate. Methodical. Each movement... each spell is perfectly calculated."

Luminous Valentine, who was standing stoically behind Louis, narrowed her crimson eyes slightly.

Her lips curled into a sly smile, the faintest hint of admiration glimmering in her eyes.

"Fascinating... to think someone besides Guy could push Milim this far."

Even Dino, who usually seemed indifferent and lazy, was wide awake now, his eyes sharp and alert.

He let out a low whistle, leaning forward slightly.

"Heh... I was gonna take a nap, but I might actually stay awake for this one."

BOOM!

Golden and azure light flooded the battlefield, blinding the Demon Lords for a moment.

The barrier trembled violently, barely able to contain the shockwave.

I teleported mid-explosion, appearing behind Milim.

With my arms coated in Spiritborn magic, I delivered a rapid barrage of precise strikes, each one faster and stronger than the last.

Milim's body blurred from the force of the blows, but she grinned ferociously, meeting me strike for strike.

She twisted mid-air, summoning her Drago Buster—a massive sword of condensed magic and draconic energy.

With a fierce roar, she swung it downward, the blade splitting the earth beneath us.

I teleported just in time, reappearing above her, conjuring Spiritborn Chains infused with Elemental Sovereignty.

The chains shot down, snaring Milim's limbs, binding her briefly.

But Milim let out a guttural growl, her eyes flashing with wild glee, and she snapped the chains apart with sheer draconic strength.

"Damn... I can't even see him. He's like a phantom."

Leon's sharp eyes narrowed further, his expression tense with focus.

His voice was barely above a whisper.

"No... he's even faster than that. Yuuya isn't just moving at super-speed. He's shifting through space itself. His movements... they're dimensional."

Even Guy, despite his usual calm demeanor, felt a flicker of disbelief wash over him.

The corner of his lips twitched into a wild grin, his eyes glimmering with pure thrill.

"Hah... You're full of surprises, Yuuya."

The Demon Lords were speechless, watching the ferocity and precision of my battle with Milim.

The sheer level of skill, power, and tactics left them breathless.

Dino, who was slouching moments ago, was now sitting upright, eyes wide with disbelief.

He let out a low chuckle, shaking his head.

"Heh... This guy's a monster. Even Milim can't land a proper hit on him. I can't believe I'm saying this... but he might really be stronger than Guy."

Draguel's fists clenched tightly, the veins in his arms bulging.

His golden eyes narrowed, his voice a low, impressed growl.

"Damn... He's not even breaking a sweat. He's toying with her. And that's Milim freakin' Nava!"

Leon's voice was barely above a whisper, his eyes narrowed with rare awe.

"This Yuuya Tenjou... is the real deal."

Luminous' eyes softened slightly, and she smiled faintly.

"He's magnificent... absolutely magnificent."

As Milim's Drago Nova came toward me, I smirked wickedly and absorbed the entire attack into my Spiritborn Domain, nullifying it.

Milim's eyes widened in shock, her breath catching.

I teleported behind her, my lips near her ear.

"Got you."

I delivered the final blow, a heaven-shaking punch, sending her crashing into the barrier, shattering it violently.

The dimension shook violently, the force of the impact shaking the entire realm.

Milim slowly rose, blood dripping from her lip, and grinned savagely.

"Heh... You really are the strongest, Yuuya."