When a God of Destruction Was Reincarnated in Tensura:

After all the barriers erupted, the room grew eerily silent, charged with raw tension. Unbeknownst to those present, Beerus, the God of Destruction, watched from a higher dimension with a bemused grin. Intrigued by the escalating tension and the sheer power displayed in the room, he decided to observe more closely.

Beerus (smirking): "This could be entertaining. Let's see if this slime can stand up to Guy Crimson."

Zerna (his wife): "Are they really going to fight? This Rimuru guy looks so smaller compared to Guy."

Beerus: "Don't underestimate him. Power isn't always about size. I've got a feeling this one's special."

Rimuru (internally): "Record everything and broadcast it. Let the entire world see this."

Raphael: "Understood, my Lord."

The room grew silent as Guy Crimson grinned, his crimson eyes locking onto Rimuru. Without warning, he moved. Faster than the speed of sound, he closed the distance between them in an instant, his fist aimed directly at Rimuru's face.

Rimuru, prepared for such an attack, deflected the strike with the back of his hand, the shockwave from the clash rippling through the room. Guy's onslaught continued, each strike a masterful display of martial arts that showcased his millennia of experience. Rimuru countered each one with fluid movements, a combination of the countless martial arts techniques he had mastered over time.

The two exchanged blows so quickly that to the untrained eye, it seemed as if they had vanished entirely. Only the sound of their strikes and the shockwaves they generated betrayed their positions.

Draguel (watching intently): "He's matching Guy in close combat… That's not something I ever thought I'd see."

The fight became a whirlwind of martial arts mastery. Each movement from Guy carried the weight of millennia of combat experience, while Rimuru's fluid counters showcased his ability to learn, adapt, and innovate in real-time. Every clash of fists, elbows, and knees sent shockwaves reverberating through the dimension.

Leon Cromwell: "He's not just matching him. He's adapting. Look at his movements—they're becoming sharper, more precise. He's learning from Guy as they fight."

Luminous Valentine (narrowing her eyes): "He's dangerous. Hinata was lucky to survive her encounter with him."

Realizing Rimuru was holding his own in close combat, Guy smirked.

Guy: "Not bad. But let's see how you handle this!"

The air around Guy shimmered as he began to weave dark magic. His Napalm Burst, a searing wave of fire, engulfed the battlefield. The heat was so intense that even the other Demon Lords flinched.

Milim Nava (excitedly): "He's serious now! Rimuru better be ready!"

But Rimuru didn't falter. He activated Beelzebuth, devouring the flames entirely.

Rimuru (calmly): "You'll have to do better than that, Guy."

In response, Rimuru unleashed a barrage of his own magic—spatial distortions that twisted and turned the battlefield into a chaotic maze of deadly attacks. Spheres of destruction and beams of light erupted from every angle, cornering Guy.

Leon Cromwell (stunned): "He's controlling the battlefield itself. How is this even possible?"

Diablo (smirking): "Because Rimuru-sama is perfection incarnate. Watch closely; this is only the beginning."

Meanwhile, in Tempest, the broadcast had begun. The crystal orbs projected the battle into every corner of the world—be it Celesterra, Tempest, Holy Empire Ruberios, Dwargon, Sarion, Englesia, Eurazania, or even the mysterious Forgotten Dragon Country. Entire cities came to a halt as people gathered to witness the clash of titans.

King Gazel Dwargo (Dwargon): "This is… beyond comprehension. This is the power of a true Demon Lord?"

Elalude Grimwald (Sarion): "And to think, we tried to negotiate with him as if he were an equal…"

Even the Forgotten Dragon Country, shrouded in mystery, was watching. Ancient dragons murmured among themselves, their respect for Rimuru growing.

The battle raged on, with neither side gaining a clear upper hand. Rimuru, however, was constantly analyzing Guy's fighting style, thanks to Raphael's assistance.

Raphael: "Analyzing target. Optimizing countermeasures."

Rimuru created a body double mid-battle, using it to flank Guy while his main body continued the frontal assault. The double landed a devastating blow to Guy's side, sending him flying into the barriers. A deafening crack echoed through the room as the barriers began to fracture.

Milim Nava (excited): "He cracked the barrier! This is amazing!"

Beerus (raising an eyebrow): "He's forcing Guy to take him seriously. Interesting."

Without alerting anyone, Beerus reinforced the barriers around the room, ensuring that the battle about to unfold wouldn't spill over into the world outside.

Guy (grinning): "Impressive. You're full of surprises."

Rimuru (smirking): "You haven't seen anything yet."

With a flick of his hand, Rimuru unleashed a torrent of magic in return—spells imbued with both demonic and holy energy. The room lit up in a dazzling display of light and darkness as the two Demon Lords clashed with their respective magics, each spell colliding in explosive bursts that shook the barriers around them.

Back in Tempest, the Kijin generals, Benimaru, Shion, Souei, and Hakurou, were glued to the projection.

Benimaru: "I knew Rimuru-sama was powerful, but… this is beyond anything I've ever seen!"

Shion (gripping her sword): "Rimuru-sama is incredible! But he better not get hurt, or I'll never forgive that Guy!"

Hakurou: "Observe closely. Every move Rimuru-sama makes is a masterclass in combat. He's adapting to Guy Crimson in real-time."

The sheer speed of the fight left the weaker viewers unable to follow. For them, it was a blur of light and sound, punctuated by deafening shockwaves that shook the entire space. Each strike sent ripples through the dimension, and the barriers groaned under the force.

Beerus (leaning forward): "Not bad for a mortal. He's matching Guy, Impressive."

With the battlefield trembling under their magic, Guy summoned his God-grade sword, a weapon forged by Veldanava himself. Its crimson blade radiated destructive energy.

Guy: "Enough games. Let's finish this properly."

Rimuru, unshaken, summoned his Moonlight Edge, its radiant glow a perfect counter to Guy's darkness.

The two clashed, their swords ringing out like thunder. Each strike split the air, sending shockwaves that shook even Beerus' reinforced barriers. Their swordsmanship was a masterpiece, a deadly dance of skill and precision.

Raphael: "Analyzing Guy Crimson's sword techniques… Integrating and adapting."

Rimuru's movements began to mirror Guy's, and then surpass them. He weaved his own techniques with Guy's, creating a fluid and unpredictable style that kept even the oldest Demon Lord on edge.

Draguel: "Guy's not holding back. Rimuru will regret provoking him."

Luminous Valentine (narrowing her eyes): "Look closer. Guy is not holding back and Rimuru isn't just defending; he's matching Guy's movements perfectly."

Milim Nava (wide-eyed): "He's learning from Guy mid-fight! That's insane!"

Beerus who heard Milim through the projection(smirking): "It's not insane. It's brilliance. This Rimuru… he's a true combat genius."

Guy was using his Lucifer, Lord of Pride, pushing his power to its absolute limit. Rimuru, in response, unleashed the full potential of Omni Evolution, his presence eclipsing even Guy's for a brief moment.

The Climax

The fight reached its peak as both combatants prepared their ultimate moves. Rimuru activated a new technique—Thousand Blades Moon Style—a dazzling combination of sword strikes imbued with holy magic. The attack created a radiant display of light and energy that seemed impossible to avoid.

Luminous Valentine (stunned): "Holy magic? How is he using that?!"

Guy, realizing the danger, unleashed his strongest magic—Death Streak, a devastating dark spell meant to annihilate everything in its path.

Guy: "Let's end this!"

Rimuru: "Agreed."

The two attacks collided, creating an explosion so massive that the barriers barely held. The shockwave rippled across the world, causing tremors felt by every nation.

As the smoke cleared, Rimuru and Guy stood 100 feet apart, their bodies battered but quickly healing. Guy let out a laugh, his grin wide.

Guy: "I haven't had a fight like that in a very long. You've proven yourself, Rimuru. Welcome to the Abyssal Lords."

The room returned to its original state as the Demon Lords settled back into their seats, their respect for Rimuru now undeniable.

Across the world, leaders and citizens alike realized one thing:

Put Some Respect on Rimuru Tempest Name.