The battlefield was drenched in blood and destruction. The sky burned red, the ground cracked beneath the weight of power that shook the universe.

  The world had suffered enough.

  And Nagiro, the feared demon lord of the underworld, had finally arrived.

  He descended from the heavens, his dark cloak fluttering as his demonic aura clashed violently against Ryuketsu’s presence.

  Ryuketsu, still standing over Tenzir’s lifeless remains, turned his gaze to Nagiro.

  "You're late."

  Nagiro’s eyes burned with hatred. "Ryuketsu… your time is over."

  Without another word, Nagiro attacked.

  Nagiro unleashed a hellstorm of dark energy, his demonic power tearing apart reality itself.

  Ryuketsu, unfazed, countered with his newly stolen abilities from Zenmu.

  The two clashed, their battle shaking the universe.

  But Ryuketsu was different now.

  He was beyond anything Nagiro had ever faced.

  In a flash, Ryuketsu teleported behind Nagiro, grabbing his skull with one hand.

  Nagiro’s eyes widened. "What—"

  CRACK!

  With a single motion, Ryuketsu crushed Nagiro’s head, shattering it into pieces.

  The demon lord’s body collapsed lifelessly.

  Ryuketsu wiped his hand on his cloak. "Pathetic."

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  Raizo stood motionless, watching Nagiro’s corpse vanish into the wind.

  He didn’t flinch. He didn’t smile.

  He simply whispered.

  "That’s enough."

  A burst of energy exploded from Raizo as he stepped forward. His aura, once untamed and wild, now burned with cold precision.

  Ryuketsu smirked. "You’re still standing, huh?"

  Raizo didn’t answer.

  He simply raised his hand—and disappeared.

  For an entire day, Raizo and Ryuketsu fought across dimensions.

  Planets crumbled under their attacks.

  Entire galaxies trembled in fear.

  Each clash ripped apart the heavens, each strike sent shockwaves through reality itself.

  But as the battle dragged on, something changed.

  Raizo was no longer just fighting.

  He was ending this.

  Ryuketsu staggered back, blood dripping from his mouth. "Damn it… you’re stronger than I thought."

  Raizo closed his eyes.

  And for the first time, he whispered the words of his ultimate attack.

  "Infinity Execution."

  The entire universe froze.

  Ryuketsu’s body was suddenly paralyzed—his form locked within an unbreakable void of absolute destruction.

  Raizo raised his hand.

  And in a single instant—

  He erased Ryuketsu from existence.

  BOOOOM!

  A blinding light swallowed the battlefield.

  When the dust cleared…

  Ryuketsu was gone.

  Or so Raizo thought.

  As Raizo stood in the silence of victory, he felt a strange shift in the air.

  Something was off.

  Somewhere, hidden in the ruins of the battlefield, a small figure crawled from the shadows.

  A tiny, deformed version of Ryuketsu.

  His power was gone.

  His size was reduced to a mere fraction of his former self.

  Yet, he still lived.

  Raizo didn’t notice.

  He had already turned away, believing the war was over.

  And thus, Ryuketsu survived in secret, waiting for his revenge.

  With the war seemingly over, Raizo moved forward.

  The world needed to heal.

  And he needed allies.

  It was during this time that he met two powerful warriors—Renzai and Uzaro.

  Renzai, a mysterious magician with unknown origins, held secrets even Raizo couldn’t comprehend.

  Uzaro, a warrior of unimaginable skill, wielded a power that could rival even the gods.

  The three formed an unbreakable bond, knowing that somewhere in the shadows…

  A new enemy was waiting.

  And Ryuketsu’s dark presence still loomed over the world