Feldway’s Triumph – The Rebirth of Ivarage

Yuuki watched from the shadows, a wicked smirk forming on his face. The battlefield was total chaos, but to him, it was a golden opportunity.

Ivarage, the World Destroyer Dragon, was tearing through everything. It was unstoppable—a mindless force of destruction that existed for one purpose: to annihilate.

And Yuuki had a plan.

"A beast with no mind... is a beast that can be controlled."

He whispered an incantation, his hands weaving through complex magic circles. He had spent years perfecting this spell—something that could bind even the strongest of entities.

The moment he activated it, dark tendrils of control magic shot toward Ivarage.

For a brief moment—it seemed to work.

Ivarage paused.

The battlefield froze.

Guy, Rimuru, Milim, Leon, Luminous, Dragruel, and Veldora—all of them watched in shock.

"No way..." Milim whispered, her fists still clenched, body barely standing from exhaustion.

Feldway, standing above them, narrowed his eyes. "Tch. You think you can control that thing?"

Yuuki grinned. "Oh, I don't think—I know."

But then—

Ivarage moved.

And in an instant, Yuuki's spell shattered.

"What?!" Yuuki barely had time to react as a wave of pure, chaotic energy erupted from Ivarage's body, sending him flying backward. He crashed through several layers of space, his body barely holding together from the sheer force.

His vision blurred. "Damn it... I underestimated it."

Ivarage was beyond reason. Beyond control.

His chaotic instincts flared. He had no mind, no reasoning—but he had instinct.

And his instincts screamed that Yuuki's spell was dangerous.

With unmatched speed, Ivarage lunged.

"Yuuki, watch out!!" Rimuru shouted.

But it was too late.

The beast's massive claw struck Yuuki head-on, crushing him with enough force to send shockwaves across the battlefield. The impact alone shattered the ground beneath them.

Yuuki's body crashed into the ruins of what was once a city, his limbs twitching from the sheer damage.

And then—he stopped moving.

Unconscious.

Ivarage sniffed the air, then slowly approached the fallen Yuuki.

A hushed silence fell over the battlefield.

"No way…" Leon whispered.

"He's not going to—" Luminous began, eyes widening in horror.

And then, with no hesitation—Ivarage opened his massive jaws and devoured Yuuki whole.

The sound of crunching bones echoed through the battlefield.

Everyone watched in disgust.

Even Feldway raised an eyebrow. "Hmph. How fitting."

But then—

Something changed.

Suddenly, Ivarage's power spiked.

His aura, already overwhelming, exploded outward—a force so monstrous that the entire Cardinal World trembled.

The skies tore apart.

The earth cracked beneath them.

A blinding light engulfed the battlefield, brighter than any sun, swallowing everything in pure, chaotic energy.

Guy raised a hand to shield his eyes. "What the hell is happening?!"

The dragon was changing.

Ivarage's massive, bestial form began to shrink.

His scales melted away into flowing energy.

His wings collapsed inward as his body restructured itself.

The monstrous form of the mindless dragon was vanishing.

And in its place—a young man emerged.

The light slowly faded, revealing a tall, imposing figure.

Ivarage was now in a human form.

His body radiated pure destruction, his eyes gleaming with intelligence for the first time. His once-irrational instincts had now been refined into something far more dangerous—conscious thought.

For the first time, Ivarage could think.

For the first time, he had a mind.

And he was stronger than ever.

The realization sank in.

They hadn't just failed to stop him.

They had made him unstoppable.

"Ah…" Ivarage exhaled, flexing his fingers. His voice was deep, smooth—unnervingly calm. "So this... is thought?"

He looked around at the battlefield, at the warriors who had tried to fight him.

Then, he smiled.

A chilling, predatory smile.

"This will be interesting."

The Demon Lords felt their blood run cold.

Even Zelanus, who had stood confidently beside Feldway throughout the battle, took an uneasy step back. His usual smirk faltered for the first time.

"Feldway…" Zelanus murmured, his voice edged with something rare—fear. "Are you sure about this?"

But Feldway only smiled. A cruel, knowing smile. "This is what I wanted. The world will finally crumble beneath its true destroyer."

And below them, the battlefield descended into chaos.

Rimuru moved first.

The sky split apart as his strongest attack roared to life. A combination of Void Disintegration and Aether Storm, an attack powerful enough to erase entire dimensions.

"Ivarage!!" Rimuru's voice boomed across the battlefield as he unleashed the devastating blast.

Before the light could even fade, Milim charged in.

Her Super Dragon Nova condensed all of her raw, explosive power—a force greater than an entire supernova compressed into a single, devastating strike.

The ground beneath them erupted into oblivion, unable to withstand the raw force of her attack.

Guy was next.

"Burn to nothing, Ivarage!" he roared, his strongest Napalm Burst igniting the very air itself.

A tsunami of demonic fire surged forward, hotter than the core of a dying star.

And then—the others joined.

Veldora, his aura crackling with storm energy, unleashed an attack equivalent to a cosmic thunderstorm, each bolt carrying enough energy to vaporize mountains.

Velzard followed, summoning a blizzard of absolute zero, freezing even the concept of movement itself.

Leon's Crimson Judgment and Luminous' Eternal Twilight struck in perfect harmony—light and judgment combined into an unstoppable divine force.

And then—Ultima. Carrera. Testarossa.

The Primordial Demons entered the fray, their combined spells warping space itself, reality-shattering annihilation waves crashing against Ivarage.

Diablo, joined as well.

His Infinite Abyss Obliteration twisted the very fabric of existence, erasing any who stood in its way.

A blast of power unlike anything the world had ever seen erupted.

The sheer force of their combined attack engulfed Ivarage, creating an explosion so vast that it ripped apart the sky itself, tearing open the void.

The battlefield shook violently, as if the entire Cardinal World was on the verge of collapsing.

The explosion's shockwave flattened entire mountain ranges—the ocean boiled, the sky burned.

For a brief moment, there was only silence.

And then—

He emerged.

Ivarage walked forward.

Unscathed.

Not a single scratch.

Not a single bruise.

Not a single sign of struggle.

He brushed dust off his shoulder.

Then, he smiled.

"Is that all?"

The battlefield stood frozen.

For the first time, true fear crept into their expressions.

"Impossible…" Rimuru muttered, his hands trembling.

"That was all of us—" Milim's voice faltered. "At full power—"

"And it did…nothing?!" Guy clenched his fists, his mind racing.

Even Diablo, ever composed, narrowed his eyes.

Leon and Luminous exchanged uneasy glances.

Veldora and Velzard, the two True Dragons, felt an unfamiliar sensation.

For the first time in their existence, they felt powerless.

Above them, Feldway laughed.

"Now do you understand?" he said, his voice laced with pure triumph.

"This world was never yours to save. It belongs to Ivarage now."

I observed the battle calmly.

I knew from the moment Ivarage evolved that they would never be able to defeat him.

Not like this.

Not now.

Their attacks—**their strongest techniques—**did nothing.

Ivarage had reached a state beyond comprehension. He wasn't just a destroyer anymore.

He was evolution itself.

The Cardinal World was moments away from complete and utter destruction.

And so—

It was time.

I stood from my throne, my voice carrying across the battlefield.

"Enough."

The moment I spoke, the world itself trembled.