Multiversal Friendship System-Chapter 229 - 228 Do You Want to Dance Too?

On the throne, the young Emperor looked surprised, as if he'd stumbled upon something amusing. His interest visibly perked up.

"Your Majesty, this must be a spatial transfer executed with a Teigu. No need to worry—General Budo will take care of the intruders."

Minister Honest replied smoothly, though even he was shocked as he stared at Najenda and the others.

This wasn't part of his plan either.

The spatial Teigu, Shangri-La... wasn't it in his son's hands?

"You insolent scum!"

A booming shout rang through the palace.

Budo descended the steps, his icy gaze sweeping over Najenda and the others.

"You're... Najenda? Hmph. A traitor of the Empire, daring to return and attempt to assassinate His Majesty! I'll see you punished today!"

Beside him, Esdeath stood up and placed her uniform cap on her head.

Her eyes locked on Najenda and the others with surprising intrigue, her lips curling into an expression of genuine interest.

"I didn't expect you to storm the palace like this... Najenda, I really underestimated you."

She stepped forward a few paces, joining Budo in encircling the rebels.

She could sense several formidable opponents among those who had suddenly appeared.

Today might prove entertaining. A slightly crazed smile appeared on Esdeath's face.

"You've brought me quite the gift."

Her gaze swept across Akame and Bulat.

Najenda remained silent, her expression pained.

She hadn't wanted this either.

How could she have guessed the God would recklessly teleport them straight into the imperial palace to start the final battle?

They hadn't prepared for this at all.

Weren't they just supposed to kill the Minister?

"Prepare for battle!" Najenda suppressed her fear and gave the order to Akame and the others.

Everyone instantly became tense and alert.

At the same time, as if they had heard Budo's roar, the palace guards began flooding into the hall from outside.

Weapons drawn, they surrounded the Night Raid team, blocking all escape routes.

Seeing this, Akame and Bulat both tensed with visible anxiety.

This was bad...

"Najenda, ever since you joined the Revolutionary Army, you've become reckless," Budo said, cracking his fists together. Lightning arced around his hands.

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He activated his Teigu, Adramelech.

A suit-type Arm that increased physical strength and allowed the user to manipulate lightning—its power was overwhelming.

"Guards, arrest these rebels—hmm?"

Before he could finish, Budo suddenly froze.

Even Esdeath looked stunned.

All around them, the alert guards began collapsing one after another.

Eyes widening, Budo and Esdeath turned their gaze behind Najenda.

At the very rear stood Souta.

His calm eyes observed them, and an overwhelming pressure radiated from his body—like a mountain bearing down.

Any enemy who sensed that pressure immediately blacked out and fell.

Within five seconds, every guard in the palace was unconscious.

Souta walked slowly to the front of the group.

A cold gleam flickered in his eyes, his expression proud and detached.

"Mere mortals... not even worthy of making me act."

He glanced at Budo and Esdeath.

"But you two... humans who can stand before me? Interesting."

His scornful tone lit a fire in Budo's eyes.

Esdeath, however, grew excited.

What incredible presence!

To think such a terrifying being was hiding among them...

For the first time in ages, Esdeath felt a profound sense of danger.

Her body surged with adrenaline—the urge to fight, to kill, burned through her veins.

"Impudent!" Budo marched toward Souta.

His every step rumbled the ground. Lightning crackled around him.

As he reached Souta, he unleashed his full power.

With a single punch, he shattered the air, thunder booming with the force of his blow.

But that devastating punch didn't make Souta budge an inch.

He wasn't hurt in the slightest.

"That's it?"

Souta spoke calmly.

Budo's eyes widened.

Then he saw a palm flying toward his face.

Smack!

A crisp sound echoed through the palace.

Budo was sent flying like a ragdoll, crashing into the steps beneath the throne.

The ornate staircase shattered, debris flying in all directions.

Budo lay unconscious, blood trailing in the air.

The Empire's strongest, felled in a single blow.

Behind him, Najenda twitched at the corner of her eye.

Akame was in awe.

Budo had once trained her, back when she was an imperial assassin. She knew just how monstrous he was.

And now, the monster had been swatted away like a fly.

The God truly was unfathomable.

Swoosh— As the group reeled, a shrill noise cut through the air.

Over a dozen ice spears shot toward Souta like howling steel blades.

But before they could get within a meter of him, they evaporated into droplets and splashed harmlessly to the floor.

Souta, unscathed, looked at Esdeath, who had launched the attack.

"You... want to dance too?"

"I see how it is."

Esdeath drew her rapier and grinned manically.

"Najenda, so this is your Revolutionary Army's trump card? You've brought me the perfect gift!"

"You've misunderstood me," Souta replied calmly, stepping toward her. "But it's fine."

"I'm starting to get excited. Let's play a bit."

"Oh? You're my type!"

Esdeath's eyes gleamed with madness. She hurled her rapier at Souta and leapt into the air.

She wasn't going to fight up close—not after what had just happened to Budo.

She would attack from afar!

But as her rapier neared Souta, a flash of fire erupted—it melted into molten metal before touching him.

That was his "quirk" at work.

Souta had channeled power into it, producing a flash so intense it could melt steel.

"You're... the opposite of me, aren't you?"

Esdeath, still in mid-air, observed Souta closely.

Seeing that projectiles were ineffective, she switched tactics.

She snapped her fingers.

Moisture in the air instantly condensed and froze.

The icy force spread far beyond the palace, manifesting a towering glacier above the capital.

It crashed down toward the central palace.

She didn't care if it hit the Emperor—she'd crush her enemy with brute force.

A massive pressure weighed on everyone in the hall.

The glacier shattered the palace dome and plummeted.

No one could escape in time.

Then, Souta snapped his fingers.

With that one motion, he stripped Esdeath of control over the glacier.

His understanding of matter was so advanced, manipulating mass and energy felt like instinct.

The glacier sublimated into steam before it could land.

Esdeath stared in shock as her attack vanished.

Souta teleported in front of her.

"Hmph!" Esdeath conjured an ice blade and slashed.

Souta walked right through it—his divine shield shattered the blade instantly.

In a blur, his finger touched her forehead.

A surge of power burst forth.

Esdeath's expression froze—then she collapsed.

Unconscious.

Souta withdrew his hand. The fight was over.

He could have simply wished her unconscious, but that lacked flair.

Only a battle could show his strength clearly—to let Najenda and the others witness it.

Besides... fighting used less divine energy.

"Now then, time to deal with the Minister."

Souta looked toward the broken throne.

The young Emperor trembled in fear.

And Honest... Honest's terrified face was pale and dripping sweat.