DxD: The fake X fate Chapter 77 -:77 Power of Destruction

Novel: DxD: The fake X fate Author: playersasaki09 Updated: Jun 03, 2026

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"...Did I miss sothing?" Shirou asked Akeno, looking on in confusion as Issei proceeded to recoil in disgust, physically and verbally, from the Knight, who looked honestly heartbroken by the rejection. When Akeno’s only answer was to titter suggestively, the Faker wisely decided not to press the issue for the sake of his sanity and Asia’s purity, the forr nun tilting her head in confusion from her spot next to Koneko.

"Uh...I don’t think you need to worry about Issei all that much." he countered awkwardly, more out of a desire to get the subject back on track than any real concern for Issei’s safety "Azazel might be...okay no, he’s definitely a letch," he corrected, only to wave his hands placatingly as the Rias’ aura intensified "but I’m 100% certain he prefers won!"

"I can also confirm that with utmost certainty." Xenovia assured the Gremory heiress with a nod "Indeed, judging from his selection of reading material, the only mbers of your peerage that could possibly fear his advances would be yourself or Hijima-san, and considering her relation to Barakiel," Shirou blinked as Akeno visibly flinched at the na "It is highly unlikely Azazel would lay a hand on her."

"What Xenovia is trying to say is that if Azazel had truly intended harm to Issei, he could’ve easily done so well before now without having to reveal himself." Shirou hurriedly added in an attempt to diffuse the situation, "He certainly wouldn’t try anything that would jeopardize the upcoming summit."

"So, it’s true then?" Koneko inquired, the normally taciturn Rook looking up from her ice-cream at the ntion of the summit "The leaders of the Three Factions are seriously going to et?"

"It’s true." Rias confird with a huff, Shirou releasing a sigh of relief as the Gremory heiress finally seed to calm down, the destructive aura vanishing, though her scowl remained full-force as she leaned back against her desk, arms crossed beneath her breasts "Sona and I were inford of the decision earlier today." She turned to regard Shirou and Xenovia "I don’t suppose either of you could shed so light on what they intend to discuss?"

"I’m afraid not." Xenovia countered, her tone apologetic as she bowed her head "The only thing Governor-General Azazel hinted at the ti was that it had to do with the relationship between the Three Factions."

"Did he now..." Rias mused, her eyes narrowing in contemplation "Huh...how typical of that old crow, giving us just enough information to whet our thirst for more despite never revealing anything." She scoffed bitterly "I’d almost applaud him if it didn’t frustrate so."

"Azazel always did have a nasty habit of teasing people he was interested in." a cultured voice chuckled from behind, Shirou’s eyes widening as he turned to face it, only to freeze as a sudden wave of Magical Energy caused his mind to blank out.

Power.

Absolute Power.

Power Enough to Destroy the World.

Power Enough to Destroy Everything.

Before Shirou even realized what he was doing, he had already leapt to his feet, Kanshou and Bakuya appearing in his hands as he whipped around to confront the source of such a murderous aura.

A part of him, the part that wasn’t driven by the instinctive urge to kill the threat before him before it had a chance to kill everyone in the room, was dimly aware of Rias crying out in alarm sowhere behind him. It also dimly noted a similarity between the scent of his target and Rias’ own Power of Destruction, albeit on such a different scale as to make any comparison incomprehensible.

Oh, make no mistake, Rias’ Power of Destruction terrified him, and her skill with it was well deserving of the epithet ’Crimson Haired Ruin Princess’, but even if she were to amplify her power through the use of Issei’s boosted Gear, she couldn’t hope to match the sheer malevolence of this new presence.

It was like comparing a pool to an ocean, a flathrower to a solar flare, the sky to the depths of space. The sheer amount of terror he felt simply standing in its presence surpassed anything he’d felt when he first laid eyes on the Blackened Berserker in the Einzbern forest.

"EMIYA-KUN!"

And then, just as suddenly as it ca, the overwhelming force vanished, leaving Shirou blinking in confusion, only to blink as a pair of small arms wrapped around him from behind, looking down to see a wide-eyed Koneko holding onto him for dear life "Koneko-san? What are you-?"

"Ara, have you regained your senses, Emiya-kun?" Akeno enquired from the side-lines with a benign smile, though Shirou didn’t miss the lightning arcing from her fingertips as she lowered her hand, an equally relieved Kiba dismissing his Sword of Betrayal "I must admit, I never took you for the jumpy type."

"Jumpy she says..." Issei stamred as he lowered his Boosted Gear, the pawn looking like he was two seconds away from having a heart attack "The guy almost attacks Maou-sama for sneaking up on him and she calls him ’jumpy’?"

"Wait, I did what?" Shirou stamred blinking at the pawn in alarm only to shiver as a soft chuckle drew his attention back to the pair of Devils, at least he assud they were Devils, standing before him.

The first was a tall, breathtakingly beautiful woman with silver eyes and hair that flowed all the way down to her back, save for twin braids on each side of her face. Despite being clad in an expensive French Maid outfit, she possessed a regal countenance, that reminded Shirou all-too-painfully of Saber.

She was also currently glaring at him, clearly unimpressed with his attempted assault on her and the man she had just stepped in front of. A man who bore a strikingly unnerving resemblance to Rias, right down to his sapphire blue eyes and the mane of crimson hair that trailed down his back.