"What?!"
In an instant, an incomparably dazzling white radiance erupted from Rod's entire body, at least a hundred times brighter than the light of the sun shining directly overhead.
On top of that, Azazel had been staring fixedly at Rod with his full concentration, wary of his trump card, his eyes wide open and round, so he took in every bit of that blinding light head-on.
In that moment, even someone as powerful as Azazel let out a miserable scream.
"Ah! My eyes! My eyes!"
His whole body dropped to his knees, the Light power flowing through him suddenly stalling. At that moment, all of his attention was focused on the intense pain in his eyes.
Although the fallen angels' power was "Light," that Light was holy light, which had absolutely nothing to do with sunlight. So even though Azazel was an expert in Light power, Rod's move still left him temporarily blinded.
That was only because he was the Governor-General of the Fallen Angels. If it had been an ordinary person, their corneas probably would have been burned away on the spot.
Azazel was not actually injured, but he could not open either of his eyes at all, and that Solar Flare had also disrupted his senses.
More than that, though, what shocked him was just how shameless Rod was.
Rod, of course, did not care in the slightest.
Taking advantage of Azazel being staggered by the Solar Flare, he activated his super-acceleration again and proceeded to beat a man while he was down. Although Azazel still had some strength left, his reactions were far worse than before, so a number of shoeprints quickly appeared on him.
Rod could have injured Azazel with Arondight, but Rod had his own bottom line too.
Although Azazel managed to hold on for a few more seconds, he was ultimately no match for Rod. After taking a straight punch to the right eye, his body flew backward, bringing the sudden battle to an end.
At that exact moment, the one-minute time limit also expired.
"Azazel, I won."
"What a delightful duel that was."
Yeah!
You really did win!
But delightful my ass!
You were delighted, sure, but i felt like punching someone right now.
"You clearly said you were going to use your trump card, so what was that thing where you suddenly turned into some high-powered light bulb?! Where was your trump card?!"
"And you even used your words to trick me into staring at you. Honestly... you've got absolutely no shame!"
"That's your own problem. That last Solar Flare was my trump card. You were the one who insisted on staring with your eyes wide open, so how is that my fault?"
After saying that, Rod let out a sigh and shook his head.
The man was already the Governor-General of the Fallen Angels, yet he still could not see something so obvious and was actually blaming Rod for using the wrong trump card. It was honestly ridiculous.
"You..."
Azazel was so angry he could not speak, but his vision was still blurry, and on top of that his right eye had just been punched, leaving his whole head dazed.
"You won. But don't let me catch another chance next time, you little brat!"
After saying that, Azazel spread his twelve wings and flew off at once.
If any more spectators saw him like this, the face of the Governor-General of the Fallen Angels would be completely gone.
Fortunately, Rod had already secretly taken pictures beforehand, so even if Azazel wanted to deny it later, there was nothing he could do.
At the same time, the system also sent the notification that the quest had been completed.
[You have successfully defeated Azazel, Governor-General of the Fallen Angels.]
[Reward: Skill, Flash Knight Kick.]
[Skill: Enhanced Rider Kick. Can concentrate all energy into the legs to deliver a powerful blow to the enemy. Striking a pose can increase its destructive power.]
[Note: This technique will grow stronger as its user grows stronger. (Not recommended for pwd's.)]
As the system prompt ended, a new skill appeared within Rod.
He ran through it in his mind and realized that this was the genuine article, a real Rider Kick, and a growth-type skill too, meaning it would not become unusable in the late stages.
"Not bad."
A smile appeared on Rod's face.
"With super-acceleration, plus a Rider Kick, if I put on a mask too, I could go cosplay Kamen Rider."
Even though it had only been a simple quest, getting a skill like this was still an unexpected delight.
"My old dream of becoming Kamen Rider is halfway fulfilled now. All I'm missing is a Gundam and a Spark Lens."
As for Super Sentai?
What are you talking about? He was not familiar with that series at all.
After Rod learned the Rider Kick, Lavinia and the others, who had left earlier, were teleported back as well.
Lavinia had noticed that Azazel's presence inside the barrier had disappeared, so she assumed the battle had ended and immediately brought the others back.
"Rod, how did it turn out? Who won?"
"Where did that bad, bad fallen angel Governor-General go? You didn't kill him, did you?!"
"I won, but he's not dead. He just felt too embarrassed after losing and ran off on his own. Really rude, if you ask me."
Rod shrugged, casually badmouthing Azazel behind his back without a care, and even shared the ugly defeat photos he had taken so the girls could enjoy them.
With the photos as evidence, Xenovia and Irina also believed the result this time, and were even more shocked by Rod's strength.
How had they never realized before that Rod was this strong?
Back when they had first met him, Rod had not even been as strong as the two of them.
And now only a few years had passed, and he had already far surpassed them?
If Rod knew what they were thinking, he would definitely tell them that everything he had achieved today was all thanks to his own hard work and sweat.
After that, Rod and his group also left the place.
Since Rod had beaten Azazel, everyone was in a very good mood. Xenovia and Irina suggested eating out today and even opening a bottle of champagne to celebrate.
They could eat, sure, but champagne was another matter.
That kind of thing had to wait until everything was truly over before it could be opened.
After returning, Rod also passed the good news along to the fallen angel trio who had stayed behind at home.
At first, they did not believe it. After all, in the eyes of fallen angels, Azazel was the strongest existence among them.
But once Rod pulled out the photo of Azazel sporting a black eye, they had no choice but to believe him.
At the same time, the burden in their hearts lifted as well.
After all, they had been afraid that the Governor-General of the Fallen Angels might come looking to settle accounts with them. But if their new master Rod was even stronger than the Governor-General, then it seemed there was nothing to worry about anymore.
Rod, however, mercilessly told them that even if nothing had happened, Azazel would never have come looking for trouble with them anyway.
To the higher-ups, lower fallen angels like Raynare were no more than pieces on a board. Even if they had not ended up with Rod, no one would have paid attention to them.
That left the three of them both relieved and dejected at the same time.
Rod did not say any more and let them work through their feelings on their own.
Not long after he got home, Rias personally called to ask about what had happened out in the outskirts.
"Huh? How did you know I beat Azazel into the ground? You don't believe me? Fine, I'll send you a picture."
Rias was completely baffled.
No, wait, I hadn't even asked anything yet.
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