"Hmph, the 'Last Supper'? I'd like to see who's eating whom!" —Kyo Kusanagi
"Boring... though this chef's head seems worth taking with my own hands." —Iori Yagami
"Betting the entire world? That joke isn't funny at all!" —Terry Bogard
"For justice! I will never allow such evil to exist!" —Kim Kaphwan
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KOF Mansion, Command Center
Cloud held an invitation in his hand, his expression utterly bizarre.
"In all my years, this is the first time I've seen a boss personally send out invitations, inviting the protagonist's party to come defeat her." He couldn't help but quip, "This Miss Otoma=Raga certainly has a flair for ceremony."
"It's not ceremony—it's absolute confidence," Elisabeth said gravely. "In her eyes, we're not going to fight. We're simply... attending a banquet whose outcome has already been decided."
"Then let's show her just how hard these 'ingredients' are to chew!" Cloud casually tossed the invitation aside and rose to his feet, emanating the powerful presence of a leader.
"Everyone!" His voice echoed throughout the entire mansion and through communication devices to allies around the world.
"The final call to arms has been sounded!"
"The Earth Alliance is officially formed!"
"Our army has no nationality, no faction, no distinction between righteous and wicked! We share only one common name—Guardians!"
"Now, bring your pride, bring your fury, bring everything you wish to protect! Target—Earth's orbit, the Feast Throne!"
"It's time to meet our dear chef!"
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Above Earth, Beyond the Atmosphere
A floating divine temple constructed entirely of pure energy—immense and magnificent beyond measure—hung silently in the void. Like a throne suspended in the cosmos, it coldly gazed down upon the blue planet below.
This was the "Feast Throne," the "dining table" Otoma=Raga had prepared for herself.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Accompanied by the sounds of air being torn asunder, countless streams of light flew toward the cosmic temple from all corners of Earth.
Cloud and his "Earth Alliance" core forces—composed of his harem, cross-dimensional allies, and the protagonists of the KOF series—led the charge.
Close behind came the Fatal Fury Team, the Art of Fighting Team, the Psycho Soldiers, the Ikari Warriors... All fighters who had answered the call arrived at this final battlefield through their various means.
When everyone set foot on the temple's mirror-smooth floor, they were all stunned by the sight before them.
At the temple's center lay an enormous circular arena stretching beyond sight. At the arena's far end stood a towering throne formed from the radiance of countless stars.
A female figure with indistinct features reclined lazily upon the throne, as if she had been waiting for eons.
She was Otoma=Raga.
"Welcome, my dear ingredients." Her voice resonated directly in everyone's souls, carrying a hint of amusement. "More of you showed up than I expected. Your survival instincts must be quite strong."
"Cut the crap!" Cloud stepped forward, facing the distant throne. "We didn't come here for your bullshit dinner party! We're here to crash it!"
"Hehehe... Lively ingredients always taste the best." Otoma=Raga chuckled softly, seemingly unbothered by Cloud's provocation.
"Well then, before tasting the main course, let my opening act present the first movement for you all."
The moment her words fell, two vastly different yet equally destructive forces erupted at the arena's center!
One was a violent power of the earth, capable of shifting the planet's tectonic plates and making all things tremble.
The other was an alluring azure flame, burning with soul-scorching temperatures.
Two figures slowly materialized at the center of these powers.
One was a burly red-haired man with fierce eyes and rippling muscles—Yashiro Nanakase!
The other was a beautiful youth with a smile as eerie as a demon's—Chris!
But they were completely different from their '97 incarnations.
Their eyes blazed with inhuman energy. Their bodies seemed to have become entirely elemental—Yashiro's skin was like cracked earth, while Chris's body was wreathed in never-dying azure flames.
They were no longer humans wielding Orochi's power. They were the very incarnations of Orochi's power made manifest!
[System Warning: High-concentration divine-grade energy entities detected!]
[Target One: Avatar of the Parched Earth. Status: Full divine transformation, forcibly linked to planetary ley lines.]
[Target Two: Avatar of the Flames of Destiny. Status: Full divine transformation, forcibly linked to Orochi's soul.]
[Overall Assessment: Divine Tribe (Enhanced Version). Threat Level: Pseudo-God.]
"Yashiro... Chris..." Chizuru Kagura's expression instantly turned grave.
She could sense that the two before her were no longer the Four Heavenly Kings of Orochi she had faced years ago. They were purer, stronger, and more devoid of "humanity"—puppets of a god.
"Hehehe..." Chris let out a clear yet eerie laugh, tilting his head as he looked down at everyone. "It's been a while, Sacred Treasures. And Mr. Cloud. That person said if we purify all of you, we'll be granted true immortality."
"Enough talk!" Yashiro was far more direct. He stomped his foot, and the entire massive arena shook violently. "Starting with you, offer the first cries of anguish for this world's destruction!"
"Magma Fist!"
Yashiro's figure vanished instantly. The next second, he appeared before Kyo Kusanagi, a devastating punch carrying the weight of an entire planet hurtling down!
"Bring it on!"
Kyo advanced rather than retreated, his "Immaculate White Flames" erupting instantly!
"Final Battle Art—Sacred Ten Swords!"
White flames transformed into a massive sword shadow, colliding head-on with Yashiro's fist!
BOOM!!!
A thunderous explosion shook the entire temple. Kyo felt an irresistible force transfer through his fist, sending him flying back dozens of meters before he barely stabilized.
Meanwhile, Yashiro simply shook his fist, completely unharmed.
"Your flames... have gotten interesting." A cruel smile appeared on Yashiro's face. "But it's not enough!"
At the same time, Chris made his move.
He merely snapped his fingers.
"Dark Orochinagi!"
Countless blue-purple flames appeared from thin air in all directions, as if alive, transforming into a sea of fire that completely engulfed Iori Yagami and Chizuru Kagura!
"Hmph, parlor tricks!" Iori snorted coldly, his black "Lunar Flames" erupting skyward, devouring all the surrounding azure flames.
"Yata Mirror—Divine Reflection Array!"
Chizuru quickly formed hand seals, and a massive light mirror appeared before her, reflecting all the incoming flames back.
However, those reflected azure flames turned mid-air like homing missiles, curving around behind them!
"It's useless," Chris said with a smile. "My flames are destiny itself. You cannot escape until you're burned to nothing."
In just one exchange, KOF's two strongest protagonists and one of the Sacred Treasures had already fallen into disadvantage!
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