When a God of Destruction Was Reincarnated in Tensura:

The battlefield had turned into a desolate expanse of chaos, torn apart by the clash of titanic forces. Artemis, now fully unleashing his true power, was a sight to behold—his chaotic energy rippling through space like waves of destruction, his movements faster than light, his attacks more devastating than anything the world had ever seen. The Demon Lords, battered and bruised, stood their ground, refusing to give in, despite the overwhelming odds.

Artemis stood at the center of the battlefield, his body glowing with chaotic energy that pulsed like a second sun. His smirk was gone, replaced with a cold, deadly glare. He raised his hand, and the very air around him distorted, bending and twisting under the sheer weight of his power.

Artemis: (his voice echoing like thunder)

"You've wasted my time long enough. Now, you will see the true meaning of despair!"

With a deafening roar, Artemis released a surge of power so immense that the ground beneath him disintegrated, leaving a massive crater. The Demon Lords barely had time to react before Artemis disappeared from view, moving faster than even the keenest of their senses could track.

Milim Nava, her body glowing with the fiery power of Vritra, was the first to react. She swung her fists, sending shockwaves of wrathful energy toward Artemis. But Artemis weaved through her attacks with ease, appearing in front of her in an instant.

Artemis: (coldly, his sword Erebus glowing with chaotic flames)

"Wrath without control is meaningless."

He slashed downward, his blade cutting through Milim's defenses like paper. The impact sent her crashing into the ground, creating a massive shockwave that shook the entire battlefield.

Guy Crimson appeared behind Artemis, his hands glowing with the dark, infinite energy of Azazel. He unleashed a torrent of abyssal flames that consumed everything in their path. But Artemis merely raised his hand, absorbing the flames into his chaotic energy and redirecting them back at Guy.

Guy Crimson: (gritting his teeth as he erected a barrier)

"Damn it! He's adapting too fast!"

For the first day, Artemis dominated the battlefield. His speed was beyond comprehension, his strikes precise and unrelenting. He used his sword, Erebus, with such mastery that even Leon Cromwell, the master swordsman, struggled to keep up. Leon's Solom clashed against Erebus in a dazzling display of light and chaos, but Artemis's overwhelming strength pushed him back with every strike.

Leon Cromwell: (panting, his sword trembling in his hands)

"This... is unlike anything I've ever faced."

Luminous Valentine, with her new skill Lilith, tried to ensnare Artemis in an illusion of temptation, weaving a web of magical threads designed to trap his mind. But Artemis shattered the illusion with a pulse of chaotic energy, his eyes glowing with disdain.

Artemis: (mocking)

"Did you think such parlor tricks could work on me?"

He raised his hand, summoning a massive orb of chaos that exploded outward, scattering the Demon Lords in all directions.

In his realm, Beerus and his wives watched the battle unfold, their expressions a mix of awe and concern. Beerus, lounging lazily with a goblet of wine, tilted his head as he observed Artemis' relentless attacks.

Beerus: (smirking)

"Hmph. That Artemis... he's truly a monster, isn't he? His power is on a level that rivals the gods themselves."

Zerna, the most analytical of his wives, nodded thoughtfully.

"Indeed. His movements are perfect, almost like a dance. He's not just powerful; he's a master of combat. The Demon Lords are strong, but against this... I wonder how long they can last."

Velzar, the Ice Queen, leaned forward, her fiery aura flickering with excitement.

"I don't know... they're holding their own better than I expected. That Rimuru, especially—there's something about him."

Beerus: (chuckling)

"Rimuru's a curious one, isn't he? Let's see how far he can push Artemis before crumbling."

As the battle raged on into the second day, the Demon Lords began to adapt. Rimuru, using his Deus Ex Machina, analyzed Artemis's attack patterns and started coordinating the others more effectively.

Rimuru: (via thought communication)

"Milim, focus on his left side! Guy, aim for his blind spot! Luminous, keep him distracted with illusions—anything to give us an opening!"

The coordinated assault forced Artemis to exert more effort, his movements becoming sharper and more aggressive. Draguel, with his devastating strength and Khaos, managed to land a direct hit on Artemis, sending him skidding backward for the first time.

Draguel: (grinning)

"Not so invincible now, are you?"

But Artemis merely laughed, his aura surging even stronger.

"Is that what you think? That was a mere scratch."

With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed a Chaotic Tempest, a whirlwind of destructive energy that engulfed Draguel, sending him flying.

By the third day, the battlefield was a hellscape of destruction. The Demon Lords were battered and bleeding, their once-pristine appearances now marked with the toll of battle. But they refused to give up.

Milim Nava, despite her injuries, roared with determination.

"I'm not done yet! I'll take you down if it's the last thing I do!"

She unleashed her ultimate attack, Vritra's Wrath, a massive surge of fiery destruction that lit up the sky. The attack was powerful enough to shake the entire realm, but Artemis countered it with a single hand, absorbing the energy into his chaotic core.

Artemis: (mocking, his voice dripping with arrogance)

"You're persistent, I'll give you that. But persistence won't save you."

As Artemis pressed the attack, Rimuru, realizing the dire situation, called out to Luna in his mind.

Rimuru: (desperately)

"Luna, I need you! If there's anything you can do to give us an edge, now's the time!"

Luna's voice echoed in his mind, calm yet determined.

"I'm working on it, Rimuru. Just hold on a little longer."

The battle continued, a clash of gods and monsters that pushed the limits of power, determination, and survival.