Itachi raised his head and spoke in a calm yet chilling tone.
"Teaching so many people at once will be really hard, even for me, as I will not be able to give equal attention to all of you. Especially the six High-Class Devils," Itachi said, looking at Rias, Sona, Riser, Latia, Ravel, and Diodora. All six of them shivered for some reason when his eyes fell on them.
"You are right, it will be hard for you to teach all of us together," Akeno said, and her friends nodded.
"Even if you focus only on the High-Class noble devils, it will be hard for you to give equal attention to all of us," Sona spoke up.
"You are right. The ratio of 1:6 is not practical for teaching nobles like you, so to make it even—how about I change it to thirty-six against six?"
A wave of confusion spread through the group.
"Thirty-six…?" Rias whispered, puzzled.
Then—
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Plumes of white smoke exploded across the ground, covering the area in an instant. The sheer force of the technique sent gusts of wind rippling outward.
As the smoke cleared, the devils' eyes widened in disbelief.
Thirty-six Itachis stood before them.
All identical. All emotionless. All radiating the same terrifying presence.
Kiba's demonic sword slipped from his grip, clattering against the ground. His fingers trembled. "Is this… a joke?"
Xenovia's face turned pale. "What… what the hell is this?! Cloning magic?!"
"Don't tell me six clones will fight with one single High-Class Devil," Ravel said in fear.
Riser, beside her, spoke up in panic. "What?! I don't even have my peerage! How can I—"
Riser was unable to finish his words as the Itachis moved in perfect synchronization, each slowly taking position around the devils, encircling them.
A suffocating silence filled the air before Itachi spoke again, his tone eerily calm.
"One final question…"
He slowly folded his hands, and as if mirroring his movement, the clones did the same. Their bodies began glowing with an ominous red aura.
"Would you prefer them to fight as they are… or should I let them use their full power?"
Before anyone could react, the glow intensified.
BOOM!
Skeletal structures began to form around each Itachi.
First, ribcages materialized—then spines, arms, and gradually, massive humanoid figures took shape. The air grew thick with an oppressive, overwhelming power.
Thirty-six third-stage Susanoo warriors stood tall, towering over the battlefield.
The sight alone was enough to paralyze even the most fearless warriors.
Sona's breath hitched. "Impossible…"
Diodora took an unconscious step back, his confidence shattering. "This… this is madness!"
Rias, for the first time, felt true fear clawing at her chest. "Is this a power a human should have?"
Her eyes began to shine with a different emotion—possessiveness. She wanted him in her peerage at any cost.
Riser clenched his fists, his flames flickering weakly in comparison to the monstrous figures before him.
"This is the same armor he used against Father…" Ravel whispered, her voice laced with fear.
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Author's Note
I was planning to have Itachi use the Sacred Gears he got from Great Red, but after some self-reflection on my chapter update rate, I decided not to stretch the chapter further.
This chapter might feel a bit cringe, but bear with me.
The reason for creating such a scene is simple—to show just how strong Itachi really is, and to create maximum shock value later when they see him struggle against his brother.
Believe me, there's going to be a lot of drama.
Also, let me know how you felt while reading this chapter. Your feedback will definitely help me in future chapters.
Alright, good day to all of you!