Multiverse Conquest: Rise of the Saiyan Empire

Underworld, Agares City.

The Rating Game fixture was quickly approaching. Michael, Sizechs, Ajuka finally got there. The three of them entered simultaneously, the same noble smile adorned on their face, contrasting with disdainful smirk the Emperor had on.

'So this what they look like, huh. They exude the confidence of the Powerhouse. That may lead to their own doom.'

The tension slowly dimmed out as the Rating Game started, each match he would argue with her about the correct way to proceed.

"Hmph! What do you know?! If we played a Rating Game I would kick your ass!

-Huh?! I didn't know you had this much pride! I predicted exactly how the game would go! What an exhausting woman."

Slowly the game was coming to it's climax. Issei and Rias vs Sairaorg. The fight was beautiful fist vs fist, like his Fights against Vegeta. He even felt his blood boiling as he watched his new form. The ending was as expected Ise's Victory. He could enjoy the disgusted faces of the old devils.

'Well that's what happens when you let go of your powers, you create factions in your own Empire.'

Immediately after the endgame, he took her hand and got to her ear:

"I made a deal with the Alliance, I am going to reveal to them the mastermind behind the whole Khaos Brigade. The information of the King Piece is going to be revealed too."

She had a surprised face, before narrowing her eyes. She knew this day would come sooner or later. She tightened her grip, swallowing the bitterness in her heart. For a long time, she felt guilty about being a part of this corruption.

She felt lost. Sad and relieved at the same time. She put her hand on his too:

"Do what you must do."

The Emperor felt a surge of emotion as he looked her in the eyes and lightly grazed her cheeks, pronouncing her name for the first time:

"Roygun, would you put your trust in me?"

Her braided hair complimented her rosed face, looking at his determined jet-black pupils full of expectation for her answer.

"Yes, your majesty."

A childlish smile appeared on him, the same he showed her the first time they met:

"Good!"

His expression turned serious again. He stood up. The Room was now only full of the decision-making VIPs. Hell, even Vali was well hidden there.

'You will always play the Game that make you smile like that.'

He smirked at everyone as he continued to make his way to the Center of the Room.

"Let me introduce myself! I am Marek Vega, the Emperor of the Atlas Empire and the Legendary Super Saiyan."

His doubled voice added to his gusto.

"I am here to share information about the Khaos Brigade, in exchange of a price."

All the people of different factions gulped and their eyes turned solemn.

" I want 30 Big Metropolitan Cities to be built by your devils, all over my Empire In a 3 Months span. Which corresponds to roughly 2 weeks in your world. "

Suddenly an arrogant voice interrupted him:

"WHAT A JOKE! Acting like a big shot, just so you can beg others to build for you! I have seen enough!"

Indra was unruly as always, confident in himself, marched towards the exist. Marek had an unsual, calm face as he said:

"How unsightly…Shiva's little slut acting out on me."

The moment he heard that, absolute silent downed. Even Michael and the others Maous had shivers down their spine. Everyone knew what was this Monster of a God's trigger word. Yet he blatantly insulted him! Even Vali felt his heart constrict, Roygun was worried.

The Ruler of all the other Pantheons, knew that shit had hit the Fan!!!

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!"

The World-Shaking aura was on full display!

As All the Underworld started trembling!

Dulio, Grieselda, Lavinia, Vali all those big players felt the Strength behind the Legends!

THIS WAS INDRA THE HEAVENLY EMPEROR!! Everyone eyes landed on the Emperor as they were expecting him to back off. Even Lucifer and Belzebub who have read reports expected him to do so!

Azazel couldn't even bring himself to intervene. Unlike others he knew this was far from over!

Marek only snickered:

"This Emperor never repeats himself. If my wisdom hasn't reached your ears it's your loss."

Everyone had the same tought:

'HE KEEPS PROVOKING HIM!!! WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS GUY?!'

But he was far from over:

"But let me tell you one thing. If you go out off that Door.

I WILL KILL YOU."

The next moment, fueled with Rage Indra immediately flew to him, his Viajra in hand.

"Hmph!"

A mocking sound was heard from the Emperor as his eyes changed to Star Three Tomoe Sharingan. He turned to face him. The moment they had eye contact, this was already over:

"Infinite Tsukoyomi"

The next moment they saw a completely immobile Indra, like The mighty God from before never existed. His eyes were faint, like he wasn't there anymore. The Emperor arrived in front of him, and slightly touched his big figure with his thumb.

The mighty God slowly fell to the ground, like it was the most ridiculous joke in the world. Marek moaned in annoyance as he lazily sat on his unconscious body.

"He is lucky, if he did leave the room, he would be dead by now."

'WHAT?!'

Everyone had the same interrogation.

'ONLY ONE LOOK?! THAT EASILY?!! THE INVINCIBLE INDRA FALLED THAT EASILY IN BATTLE?!'

"What a cozy chair he makes, maybe I should take him as furniture for the Imperial Chambers."

The incredible words kept coming from his mouth, as no one could deny him that right. But two laughter broke the silence as Matsuda and Motoham broke in:

"Cozy Chair indeed, your majesty.

-I think you should cut his old-fashioned buzz hairstyle tho, it will ruin the view in the Imperial Hall."

All three of them laughed like three high school bullies. All the others where terrified in their heart. Lavinia, knowing that the man didn't like her beloved Tobio, was planning to look for a weak spot only to be petrified on the spot. Only one world appeared on everyone's mind:

'MONSTER!'

Marek gradually stopped:

"Well, that was a good laugh, but let's get back to business, gentlemen, shall we?"

The pressure they felt from his worlds wasn't nearly as much earlier as it is now. Even Azazel felt like he made a huge miscalculation!

"Or, is anyone else wants to play smartass with Daddy?"

They all gulped up and down. Up until now, everyone taught of him as an arrogant little bastard who is too proud of his Super Maou Level strength. They planned to gather as much as Maou level powerhouses to make him understand his position. But this was a FAR FAR CRY from Super Maou strength, something way above Indra something that seemed Infinite!