When a God of Destruction Was Reincarnated in Tensura:

Rimuru then said better show you than tell you and then snapped his fingers and a big crystal ball started projecting images of everything.

As the crystal orb illuminated the dark room, projecting the events Rimuru had chosen to reveal, the entire chamber fell into a tense silence.

The scenes played out vividly: the scheming of Yuuki Kagurazaka and the Moderate Harlequin Alliance, the plans of Clayman, Frey, and Carrion to drag Tempest into chaos, and finally, the war itself. Every decisive moment was laid bare: the precise counterattacks by Tempest, the flawless execution of strategies, and the sheer overwhelming power Rimuru displayed in the one-sided annihilation of Clayman, Frey, and Carrion.

The Demon Lords watched in rapt attention, their expressions revealing their shock and intrigue.

Reactions Around the Room

Guy Crimson, ever the calm observer, smirked faintly as the events unfolded. He leaned back in his chair, his chin resting on his knuckles. Though he already knew of much of this.

Milim Nava couldn't contain herself. Her eyes widened in excitement, and she leaned forward, practically bouncing in her seat.

Milim: "No way! You wiped out Clayman, Frey, and Carrion like they were nothing? That's so cool!"

Draguel crossed his massive arms, his golden eyes narrowing as he let out a low growl.

Draguel: "Hmph. I didn't think the slime had it in him. To think those three fools were plotting such treachery… serves them right."

Luminous Valentine, composed as ever, glanced at Louis, who leaned closer.

Louis (thought communication): "His methods are efficient and ruthless. He's not to be underestimated."

Luminous (quietly): "Indeed. His capabilities far exceed what I expected. And his composure…"

Leon Cromwell, seated with an air of disinterest, found himself straightening as the battles played out. His golden eyes flickered with a faint gleam of curiosity.

Leon (internally): "He doesn't just have power—he has the intelligence to use it wisely. This Rimuru… he's dangerous."

When the final moments of Rimuru's decisive battle with the three Demon Lords played out, the room fell silent once more. The projection faded, and all eyes turned to Rimuru, who sat calmly, observing their reactions.

Rimuru Speaks

Rimuru leaned back in his chair, his expression unreadable. His voice was calm but carried a weight of authority.

Rimuru: "As you've seen, this wasn't something I initiated. Tempest was attacked—schemed against by those who sought to destroy what I've built. They underestimated me, and they paid the price. Let me make one thing clear."

Rimuru's golden eyes sharpened as he continued.

Rimuru: "Whoever dares to attack me or my people will pay the ultimate price. I don't show mercy to those who threaten my nation."

The room remained silent for a moment, the weight of Rimuru's words pressing down on everyone.

Guy Crimson Speaks

Breaking the silence, Guy Crimson clapped his hands together, his grin widening.

Guy: "Impressive, Rimuru. Truly impressive. You've proven you're more than just a slime—though I already suspected as much."

He leaned forward slightly, his crimson eyes gleaming with excitement.

Guy: "Now that you've defeated those three, I have to ask—are you planning to claim their seats as a Demon Lord in the Abyssal Lords?"

Rimuru nodded without hesitation.

Rimuru: "Of course. I'm already a Demon Lord, and I've taken control of their territories. I see no reason not to."

Guy's grin widened even further, and he was about to say something when Milim Nava suddenly jumped to her feet, her pink hair bouncing as she pointed excitedly at Rimuru.

Milim: "Then you'll have to fight me! That's how it works—you need to prove yourself to us!"

The other Demon Lords exchanged glances, some smirking, others simply watching with interest. Rimuru, however, remained unfazed. He turned his gaze from Milim to Guy, locking eyes with him.

Rimuru: "If that's what it takes, then I'll face the leader of the group. That's you, isn't it, Guy?"

The room went silent. Every Demon Lord's expression shifted to one of shock, surprise, or amusement.

Milim (frustrated): "Hey! I said you'd fight me!"

Before she could continue, Rimuru reached into his storage and tossed her a bottle filled with golden honey. The sweet aroma immediately caught her attention.

Rimuru: "Here. Try this first."

Milim, ever the glutton for sweets, caught the bottle and took a sip. Her eyes lit up, and she completely forgot about the fight, happily savoring the honey.

Milim: "Mmm! So good!"

Ramiris: " Give me some Milim!"

The Challenge is Accepted

Guy's grin turned into a full-blown smirk. He stood, his aura flaring slightly as the table and chairs disappeared, leaving an open arena in the center of the room.

Guy: "You've got guts, Rimuru. I like that. Let's see if you've got what it takes to stand against me."

Rimuru stood as well, walking toward the center of the room with calm confidence. Zegion and Diablo remained behind, their expressions steady.

The other Demon Lords quickly erected barriers to contain the fight, their excitement palpable.

Leon (murmuring): "This should be interesting."

Luminous (smirking): "Rimuru is bold, I'll give him that."

Draguel: "Let's see if he can back it up."

As Rimuru and Guy faced each other in the center of the room, the tension reached its peak. Guy's aura flared, crimson flames licking at the edges of his form.

Guy: "This is your chance to prove yourself, Rimuru. Don't disappoint me."

Rimuru: "That's my line."

Guy just grinned.

Rimuru's calm demeanor didn't waver. He activated his magicule suppression, making it impossible for anyone to gauge his true strength.

Rimuru's calm demeanor didn't waver. He activated his magicule suppression, making it impossible for anyone to gauge his true strength.

Rimuru: "Let's get this over with."

The clash of titans was about to begin, and everyone in the room could feel it—this fight would mark the day the world truly acknowledged Rimuru Tempest,

The world will put a respect on his name.