When a God of Destruction Was Reincarnated in Tensura:

The Final Showdown: Rimuru vs. Clayman, Carrion, and Frey

The ground trembled as Rimuru Tempest stood at the center of the battlefield, facing down the three Demon Lords: Clayman, Carrion, and Frey. His eyes glowed with a cold fire, his aura radiating a terrifying power. The air itself seemed to warp with the intensity of the conflict about to unfold. His generals had already subdued the remnants of Falmuth's army, but the true battle was just beginning.

Carrion and Frey Prepare

Carrion, his massive form rippling with energy, let out a guttural roar, his eyes flashing with determination. He was in his Royal Beast Form, a towering, Tiger-like demon, his fur bristling with raw power. He didn't waste any time transforming; this was a battle for survival, and he knew he had to give it everything.

"I'll tear you apart, slime!" Carrion snarled, charging toward Rimuru with blinding speed. His claws extended, ready to slash.

Frey, ever the strategist, quickly activated her Reflector skill. Her body shimmered with energy, preparing for Rimuru to make a mistake. She knew that Reflector only worked when her opponent was close enough, but she was ready. The air around her crackled as she calculated her next move.

"You won't get away with this, Rimuru! I'll send you flying!" Frey declared, her eyes locked on Rimuru as she moved to her position, waiting for him to make a mistake.

Clayman's Puppets and the First Clash

Clayman, standing slightly behind Carrion and Frey, was no less dangerous, though clearly the weakest of the trio. His hands moved with precision, summoning puppets that seemed to materialize out of thin air. Each puppet was an extension of his will, and they instantly dispersed in every direction, vanishing into the chaotic fray.

The battlefield erupted with chaos. The puppets seemed to be everywhere—flying through the air with incredible speed, striking from every angle. Rimuru, however, was unfazed. His Omni Evolution skill pulsed through his body, his power growing with every second.

"You're all far too slow," Rimuru murmured under his breath, his voice carrying over the battlefield.

In an instant, Rimuru's body blurred, moving faster than anyone could track. His Magic surged forward, overwhelming the puppets. He slashed through them with precision, each blow calculating, each move instinctual. His Sword Style technique was as flawless as ever.

The puppets disintegrated in flashes of light, unable to keep up with Rimuru's overwhelming speed and skill. Clayman's smirk faded as Rimuru showed no signs of slowing down.

"Impressive," Clayman muttered under his breath. "But you won't escape this."

He summoned more puppets, but Rimuru's movements became even more fluid. "I don't have time for this."

Carrion's Beast Form vs Rimuru

Before Clayman could react, Carrion was upon him, moving faster than any creature of his size had the right to move. His claws slashed through the air with incredible force, sending shockwaves through the ground. He was closing the distance, and Rimuru was forced to defend.

"I am the King of Beasts! Feel the power of my claws!" Carrion roared as his claws raked toward Rimuru.

Rimuru's eyes narrowed, and with a quick shift of his body, he dodged, his speed a blur. "Is that all you've got?" Rimuru said calmly, his voice cool despite the raw power that Carrion was unleashing.

Rimuru extended his hand, weaving Fire Magic with pinpoint accuracy, and launched a massive burst of Flame at Carrion. The beast snarled, using his incredible agility to dodge the flames, but the shockwave from Rimuru's attack sent ripples across the battlefield.

"Impressive... but not enough," Carrion growled, charging again with even more intensity.

Frey's Reflector and Rimuru's Adaptation

Frey, not one to be outdone, took her chance. She charged at Rimuru, attempting to catch him within the range of her Reflector skill. Her body shimmered with energy as she anticipated his movements.

"Gotcha!" Frey exclaimed, raising her sword and preparing to strike.

But Rimuru was already one step ahead. Raphael, his intelligence skill, had already analyzed Frey's ability, and it quickly adapted. A Barrier enveloped Rimuru, negating the effect of Reflector, rendering Frey's skill useless.

"You really thought you could hit me with that?" Rimuru said with a smirk. He effortlessly dodged Frey's attack, moving faster than she could react.

Frey's expression shifted to one of surprise. "What... how?" She staggered back, realizing that her skill wasn't working.

"I've already analyzed your moves," Rimuru said, his voice cold, the sheer arrogance of his mastery clear. "You're predictable."

Clayman's Fall

As Carrion and Frey continued to press their attacks, Rimuru took note of the weak link—Clayman. His control over the battlefield had been minimal, and his use of puppets had done little to actually hinder Rimuru. Rimuru's patience ran out.

With a sudden, devastating movement, Rimuru appeared behind Clayman in a flash, his Sword Style cutting through the air like lightning. Clayman barely had time to react as Rimuru's blade sliced through his defenses, cutting his arm off in one swift motion.

"I've had enough of you," Rimuru said with contempt, his eyes never leaving Clayman's stunned form.

In an instant, Rimuru struck again, severing Clayman's remaining limbs. He collapsed to the ground, unable to continue.

"Take him away," Rimuru ordered one of his generals.

Immediately, Souei appeared from the shadows, wrapping Clayman's body in a sealing barrier. His soul was trapped, unable to escape.

The Final Two: Carrion and Frey

With Clayman incapacitated, Rimuru turned his attention back to the remaining two: Carrion and Frey. The two Demon Lords, realizing they were outmatched, fought with everything they had left, but their efforts were futile. They could feel it in the air—they were fighting a losing battle.

"Give it up, Carrion," Rimuru said, effortlessly dodging Carrion's wild strikes. "You're no match for me. You were never going to win."

Carrion snarled in frustration. "I won't give up. I won't let my people down!"

But Rimuru was already several steps ahead. With a flash of light, Rimuru's Holy Magic enveloped Carrion, overwhelming him with purifying energy. Carrion's massive beast form buckled under the intensity of the attack, his body writhing as the magic coursed through him.

"No! I can't—" Carrion's roar cut off as he was completely consumed by the light. His body collapsed, defeated.

Rimuru turned toward Frey, his expression cold. "I warned you. But now... it's time to end this."

Frey, her body trembling with exhaustion, tried to retaliate one last time, but Rimuru's Omni Evolution had already powered up enough to outpace her. With a swift motion, Rimuru launched a series of lightning-fast strikes that disarmed Frey and sent her crashing to the ground.

"Frey. You made the wrong choice," Rimuru said, absorbing her.

Aftermath: The Generals' Reflection

As the battlefield quieted, Rimuru's generals gathered around, surveying the aftermath. Benimaru, Souei, and the others watched with awe as Rimuru approached, his body still glowing with the power of his Omni Evolution.

"Master, you were incredible," Benimaru said, his voice full of admiration. "We couldn't even see your movements!"

Rimuru smirked, his confidence evident. "It wasn't even a challenge. They were all outmatched."

"So, that's how you deal with them," Souei said, his voice tinged with respect. "I'm impressed."

Rimuru nodded, his gaze turning toward the fallen Clayman, Carrion, and Frey. "Their ambitions were too great. They thought they could defeat me, but in the end, they were just pawns."

The End of the Battle

With the battle won, Rimuru absorbed the souls of his fallen enemies, their power fueling his own. His gaze turned toward his generals, and he spoke with quiet finality.

"The war is over. Tempest is safe. But remember this—never underestimate anyone, especially not a slime." (Mic Drop)