Strongest Known White Dragon Emperor (DxD)

 Two Years Later. Unknown Location.

After the events that led Alexandre to help his brother Tobio Ikuse control his Sacred Gear, the end of the incidents with the Wizards of Oz, and the rescue of the Nekoshou, Alexandre and his disciple returned to their normal routine.

During this period, they traveled frequently, particularly to the Sumerian Pantheon. 

The Sumerian gods were genuinely pleased to have visitors, as their pantheon had long faded from relevance in large-scale politics.

Cao Cao wasn't thrilled, though, as Alexandre ended up sleeping with two different goddesses: Ishtar and Ereshkigal. This caused quite a stir, as the two are rivals. Ereshkigal, being far stronger, forced Ishtar to back off with a display of power.

Alexandre, of course, was oblivious to the drama.

He was, however, very aware when a drunken Ereshkigal declared him Consort King of the Sumerian Underworld in front of everyone one night. Alexandre did what didn't surprise the bearer of the Holy Spear.

He bolted.

Without caring about the consequences, the Hakuryuukou and his disciple quickly fled, continuing their adventures.

As they adventured, they hunted rogue demons, wayward exorcists, and even took on missions for Azazel and the "SlashDog Team," led by Tobio.

And, of course, they broke into various places and stole all sorts of things.

Among the many mysteries Cao Cao couldn't unravel, one stood out.

Alexandre Ikuse wasn't exactly subtle. Despite being a master of escapes and infiltration (though he hated it), he was far from discreet.

One mission where he was supposed to be "discreet" ended with him slaying two hundred demons and defeating a Maou.

Despite his flashy powers and actions, Alexandre somehow stayed under the radar.

Even when they were caught invading pantheons or other places, their enemies rarely pursued them.

It was as if something—or someone—was silencing them.

Not through raw power, but influence, as if someone held sway over numerous powerful beings.

But who could wield such influence that even a pantheon of gods wouldn't dare confront them?

Cao Cao had to shelve his thoughts to dodge a blow that nearly took his head off.

Deftly spinning his halberd, the descendant of the Chinese Warlord retreated quickly.

Two years had passed, and the thirteen-year-old was now fifteen, though his physique resembled that of a sixteen-year-old.

Having honed his physical and magical skills, the young bearer of the Supreme Longinus had grown immensely under Alexandre's training.

Speaking of whom, Alexandre stood before Cao Cao, wearing the same grin despite his usual grueling training.

What surprised Cao Cao was that, despite being twenty now, Alexandre hadn't aged a day.

As Cao Cao raised his guard, Alexandre removed his shirt, wiping sweat from his chiseled chest and abs before tossing it aside.

*What was that?* Alexandre swore he heard a camera shutter in the distance. Probably just his imagination.

Cao Cao braced as Alexandre prepared to charge, but the Hakuryuukou suddenly stopped.

"Hey, Cao Cao, wanna invade the Norse Faction?"

Cao Cao's eyes widened, staring in disbelief.

"What the hell are you thinking?"

Cao Cao couldn't fathom how random this was—his brother suddenly wanting to invade a pantheon.

"Well, 'invade' is a strong word. How about visit?"

"You want to spy on the Valkyries again?"

Cao Cao shook his head.

"Nah, I wanna go through the front door. Let's pay a visit to the Allfather!"

Cao Cao's blue eyes narrowed. There was something up.

His brother never did anything without a payoff, so there had to be a reason for wanting to go to Asgard now.

But Alexandre always had hidden motives, so suspecting him was pointless. Ultimately, the Spear's bearer trusted his brother.

"No risk of the Valkyries recognizing you and attacking?"

"Nope, we won't go near them, don't worry."

Cao Cao nodded, sensing Alexandre had ulterior motives for this trip.

---

**Somewhere in Norway…**

To enter the Norse Faction, Alex and Cao Cao couldn't do their usual break-in.

Instead, they decided to find the entrance from the human world.

After an hour, they reached a vast forest shrouded in mist.

Cao Cao could tell from the magic that the fog wasn't ordinary.

"They create this mist to keep people from stumbling here. We didn't teleport because we'd likely be attacked instantly. Most pantheons are the 'kill first, ask later' type," Alex explained.

They walked for fifteen minutes, chatting, until they faced a massive gate of white bars with a central circle depicting a Valkyrie on horseback. The fog enveloped the gate's sides, making it impossible to bypass.

"Now what?" Cao Cao asked, slightly awed by the gate.

"We knock politely. If they don't answer, we blow it up," Alex said with a laugh. He approached fearlessly, Cao Cao close behind, and reached the gate.

"Stop, traveler. Why have you come to Valhalla's gates?" a young woman with golden hair and green eyes, no older than twenty-five, asked from atop her horse.

"We seek an audience with the Allfather," Alex said seriously.

Cao Cao glanced at him, surprised by his rare tone.

"For what purpose?" the beautiful Valkyrie asked.

"To see Asgard," Alex replied.

*[As if he's never seen it. He probably knows Asgard better than the Allfather,]* Albion scoffed.

"He's a damn good liar," Regulus commented.

The Valkyrie raised an eyebrow. A magical circle appeared at her ear, and she nodded.

"The Allfather, Odin, grants your request. Pass through the gates," she said as they opened. As Alex and Cao Cao crossed, they were suddenly elsewhere—on a rainbow bridge. Kilometers away, a sprawling city gleamed in the sunlight.

"That's Asgard, and this is the Bifrost, connecting Yggdrasil's nine realms. Think of the human world as the 'main dimension,' with divine realms branching off. You'd need the Dimensional Rift to get here otherwise," the Valkyrie explained.

Cao Cao nodded, too impressed to speak. The divine presence was unreal, no matter how often he saw it.

"Let's go. Best not keep the Allfather waiting," the Valkyrie said, a hint of annoyance in her tone when mentioning him. Curious…

It took thirty minutes to reach the city and fifteen more to the main building.

The Valkyrie pointed out Thor's, Loki's, and other gods' mansions. Many in the city were Valkyries or divine servants, living like humans.

They soon reached the massive throne room doors. Cao Cao felt nervous, while Alex kept his grin. The Valkyrie pushed the doors, which swung open loudly.

Inside, Alex's gaze locked on the man on the throne. An old man whose face screamed experience, wisdom, and power, his single eye scrutinized every detail. His robes and crown demanded respect.

As Cao Cao scanned the room, he saw Valkyries lining the marble carpet to the throne, each like a warrior princess with sword and shield. The golden dome ceiling depicted Odin's heroic deeds.

They approached, Odin's piercing gaze unwavering. Alex noticed other gods and goddesses, curious about their presence in Asgard, murmuring among themselves.

They stopped at the steps to the throne as Odin leaned back. The Valkyrie knelt, but Alex and Cao Cao stood.

"So, Kára, seems your chest has grown since I last saw you," Odin said, stroking his beard.

Cao Cao nearly fell over. The first thing out of this old man's mouth was a perverted comment. Seriously?

"No, Odin-sama. It hasn't grown since you last saw me," Kára replied neutrally.

"When was that? A few years ago, right? You should rejoin my personal guard," Odin said with a lecherous smile.

"I respectfully decline, Lord Odin. As I'm married, I don't think it's appropriate to be groped by anyone but my husband," Kára said, still neutral.

"Oh, right, I forgot you're married. Thanks for bringing these two," Odin said, dismissing her. She joined the other Valkyries.

"It's been ages since another pantheon visited. Forty years since someone stepped into Asgard. Your names?" Odin asked, his voice now commanding.

Suddenly, darkness fell briefly, causing a stir, before a spotlight shone on Alex and Cao Cao.

Alex struck an odd pose, unarmed, making the Valkyries lower their guard, while Cao Cao stared in bewilderment.

"In every nation, women whisper of me, feeling a tingle between their thighs, while men seethe with jealousy. Holding the record for endurance, with infinite divine powers! The Toad Sage! The Flame Warrior—Alexandre Ikuse!"

Fireworks exploded behind him as the Hakuryuukou finished his dance, leaving the audience stunned.

Cao Cao blushed with secondhand embarrassment but privately admitted it was cool.

"I can't believe he did it," Regulus muttered, incredulous.

He knew his crazy master had been practicing a pose based on some "Jiraiya," whom Alex considered a god.

But he didn't think Alexandre would actually do it.

*[I thought it was cool,]* Albion commented, earning a disbelieving look from Regulus.

Odin, despite his wisdom, was floored. He asked, almost reverently, "You said 'Toad Sage'?"

When Alex nodded, Odin appeared before him in a flash, holding a pen and an orange book. "Could you sign this?" he asked eagerly.

Cao Cao was stunned at the Norse Faction leader acting undignified. Still, he hated formalities too.

"Sure, you old perv," Alex said, prompting gasps. Cao Cao was horrified that his friend just called Odin that. Alex signed and returned the book.

Odin studied Alex, then burst into laughter. "Hahaha, I like you, kid. A true artist!" he said, returning to his throne.

Cao Cao sighed in relief, glancing at his friend, who was probably trying to get them killed.

"Now," Odin said authoritatively, though his recent antics cost him credibility, "why are you here?"

"We were training in Germany and thought, 'Let's see the Norse Faction.' We just want to explore Yggdrasil's beauty and meet new people. Oh, this is my friend Cao Cao," Alex said casually.

"A pleasure," Cao Cao added.

"So, can we stay and look around?" Alex asked bluntly.

"Hmm, it's not wise to let those tied to another faction roam Yggdrasil," Odin mused aloud.

"Oh, no worries, we're not tied to any faction. Plus, I'll toss in a pre-release copy of *Icha Icha: Master*," Alex said with a sly smile.

"Done! Tonight, you feast with the gods in Valhalla, Alexandre Ikuse and Cao Cao!" Odin declared loudly.

The crowd was shocked, though fans of the first two *Icha Icha* series understood why Odin caved. They were masterpieces unseen since Shakespeare!

Alex summoned a magic circle, producing a copy of *Icha Icha: Master* and handed it to Odin, who treated it like a priceless treasure.

"Explore as you like. Just don't enter restricted areas—the guards will tell you. Be back here at 5," Odin said before teleporting away to read.

Alex and Cao Cao shrugged and set off to explore Asgard.

---

They returned to the throne room at exactly 5 PM to find Odin laughing wickedly on his throne, his two Valkyrie guards standing stoically below.

"Right on time! To Valhalla's Great Hall, home of our bravest warriors!" Odin said, closing his book and tucking it into his robe. As he descended, he slapped a guard's backside, eliciting a yelp.

Laughing, he approached Alex and Cao Cao, whose guards made no move toward them.

"Let's go," Odin said, using a magic circle to transport them before hundreds of long tables filled with warriors eating, drinking, and laughing.

The gods' table faced the others, overlooking their proud warriors. The dark wood walls and ceiling were lit by thousands of metal bowls with fire atop long poles.

"Welcome to Valhalla! Home of Yggdrasil's bravest warriors!" Odin shouted, earning a thunderous roar.

"You two can sit at the gods' table tonight," Odin said, heading to his chair and resuming his book. Around him were the Norse Pantheon's main gods, save one empty chair.

Alex and Cao Cao found two empty seats across from a goddess, who seemed surprised by their presence.

"You must be the two everyone's talking about. It's rare to have visitors, rarer still for Odin-sama to invite you to Valhalla. He must think highly of you," she said, her long blonde hair and purple eyes befitting a goddess.

"It's an honor. I'm Alexandre, this is Cao Cao," Alex said with a bright smile.

"My manners! I'm Sif, Thor's wife."

"Pleasure to meet you! This place is incredible!"

"It is. We'll feast for seven days and nights! If you tire, retire to a room through the door behind us or find someone you like."

"Now, be a man and drink some mead!" Sif said, shoving a mug into Alex's hands. He downed it in one go, shocking her and earning a sigh from Cao Cao.

"Another, please!" Alex said, drawing laughs from the gods and goddesses around.

---

Cao Cao watched as Alex downed another mug of mead, his swaying steps and flushed face showing he was drunk.

"Warriors of Valhalla!" Odin shouted, silencing the hall. "We feast tonight! Now, it's time for this month's annual battle to become Freya's champion!" His spear, Gungnir, appeared, and he struck its tip against the floor.

The scenery shifted. The warriors were outside, weapons in hand, while the gods' table overlooked thousands battling in a free-for-all.

"A battle?!" Alex's drunken voice shouted. "I'm in!" He leapt down, using his wings to break his fall at the last second.

"Alexandre, this is a no-magic battle. Pure weapons and physical strength. These warriors are blessed with mid-to-high demon-class strength and speed. If you die out there, you stay dead, unlike them. Sure you want in?" Odin asked as the warriors stared.

Alex stood straighter, his drunken flush fading, eyes sharpening. "Definitely!" he shouted, summoning Arondight.

Cao Cao sighed.

---

A full day passed, and the battle neared its end with ten warriors left. The gods and Cao Cao watched closely, as these were the usual victors.

Alex faced his opponent, Bjorn, if he recalled correctly, wielding an axe and metal shield.

Cao Cao watched as Alex traded blows with Bjorn, testing each other's style. Alex swung Arondight diagonally, but Bjorn deflected with his shield and swung his axe.

Alex jumped back, parrying the axe with Arondight, which took no damage. He kicked, which Bjorn blocked, stumbling slightly. Alex pressed, raining blows on Bjorn's shield until it was useless.

Desperate, Bjorn ducked a swing and went for the kill. Alex parried, knocking him down as he passed.

Spotting another fight twenty meters away, Alex threw Arondight horizontally, slicing a woman in two.

He ran, dodging blows from his next opponent, and shattered the man's kneecap with a kick. Retrieving Arondight, he swiftly finished him.

"Looks like your friend might win," Sif said, smiling. "But another battle may be brewing," she added, glancing at goddesses eyeing Alex lustfully.

"Lucky guy," Hœnir said with a wry laugh. Cao Cao smiled awkwardly, unsure how to respond.

The battle of thousands became a duel. Alex faced a three-meter, 285-kilo giant wielding a massive shield and axe, charging to kill.

Alex tried to strike his side, but the giant's quick reflexes blocked, swinging his axe down. Alex dodged and countered, cutting the giant's arm.

The giant studied Alex more carefully. But Alex, eager to end it, went all-out, slowly breaking the giant's defense with faster swings, leaving cuts across his body. Arondight thirsted for more.

The giant pushed Alex back as Arondight hit his shield, aiming for his head. Alex barely dodged, sweating, then roared and intensified his assault.

The giant held for another minute before a strike broke his guard, slicing his side deeply. Alex finished him off.

Odin struck Gungnir's tip again, and the dead rose, reappearing in the hall with tables of food and mead.

"Alexandre Ikuse! You entered our home and faced Valhalla's finest with only physical skill! The Aesir and Vanir admire your feats and welcome you as one of us! You are Freya's champion this month! Approach our table!" Odin proclaimed.

Alex, clothes tattered, approached with a wide grin. His eyes widened at Freya's beauty—one of the most stunning women he'd seen. Her long silver hair, blue eyes, and provocative black-and-red dress revealed much of her midriff and chest.

Cao Cao watched, feeling drawn to Freya. He shook his head, but her aura overwhelmed everyone, sparking instant attraction regardless of preference.

Sif's nose bled golden ichor as she watched curiously. Every god, goddess, and warrior had nosebleeds—except Alex. Even Cao Cao, at fifteen, did!

Alex stood before Freya, unaffected by her aura. She pulled his head down to her chest, kissing his forehead. Seeing no nosebleed, her smile widened.

"My, you're interesting," Freya said softly, her voice laced with curiosity and lust. Leaning to his ear, she whispered, "Want to have some fun with me?"

Alex sniffed, hiding a near nosebleed, eyeing her curiously before glancing at Odin.

Recognizing his look, Freya whispered, "Don't worry about that old man. We're married in name only. He has lovers, I have lovers, and we move on." Her intent was clear—she wanted this warrior.

"Thank you for the magnificent battle, Alexandre Ikuse," she said loudly, her tone sensual. Warriors looked at him with envy and respect, while gods and goddesses looked with pity.

"Why the looks?" Cao Cao asked.

"Freya's favorite pastime is breaking men and discarding them like trash," Sif said.

"Sorry, kid, your friend's screwed. Freya's insatiable. She'll chase him until she takes everything, leaving an empty shell. No male god will touch her anymore. It takes decades to recover. Only Odin resisted, thanks to his power and Frigg. They haven't been together in 600 years," Hœnir added.

"Let the feast begin!" Odin announced, sparking a roar. The warriors held no grudges, having fought their best.

With attention off them, Freya dragged Alex away by the hand.

Cao Cao should've been worried.

But he was more curious if Freya would break Alex or be broken by him.

His attention shifted to the banquet, jaw dropping as warriors openly had sex amid the tables to cheers.

"Our warriors are open with their desires, unlike the modern world," Sif said.

"I don't know much about the world," Cao Cao admitted.

"With the spread of Christian/Jewish/Islamic factions, many sexual freedoms in other societies were snuffed out," Sif said angrily.

"They ruthlessly cut down our followers, burned our shrines, and forced their ways on them," Hœnir added.

"The Biblical God's faction is stronger than most gods, and their angels are no joke. No one opposed the church's actions, giving them more territory," Sif said.

"My husband wanted war, but Odin forbade it. Tense times," she added.

"That's why we don't openly deal with other factions."

As the night continued, Cao Cao found it fascinating, forgetting Alex.

Then the door behind the gods' table opened, shocking everyone.

Alex appeared, tired but with a huge, confident smile.

"Sorry for the delay," he laughed.

Cao Cao sighed—Freya hadn't broken him.

Alex noticed the shocked faces and whispers: "Impossible…" "…his willpower…" "…such power…"

Many women eyed him lustfully.

Approaching Sif and Hœnir, he saw their stunned looks.

"What's this about?" he asked, laughing, though some stares unnerved him.

"You slept with Freya…" Hœnir said.

"So?" Alex frowned.

"Dude, you *slept with Freya*!" Hœnir said louder.

"Alex," Sif said, "sleeping with Freya usually means you're enthralled by her. Her aura's 100 times stronger up close. You become her slave until she tires of you, and it takes decades to recover."

"Immense willpower and strength are needed to resist or break free. Even Odin, who mastered fate's runes through sheer will, struggled," she added.

Alex was shocked.

"You survived her…" Hœnir said, awed.

"Uh, yeah," Alex said, embarrassed to discuss it.

"This has never happened," Sif said. Alex smiled, proud of his unmatched endurance.

"For us gods, this is the most memorable thing in a century. No man in the nine realms has done it, and trust me, most tried," she added.

Alex paled at the number of men but took pride in his feat.

"Time to go!" he declared, saying goodbyes.

Cao Cao was confused—right after Freya, Alex wanted to leave, as if sleeping with her was his goal.

Or she had something he wanted…

Cao Cao didn't want to think about it.

"Odin," Alex called, interrupting Odin's harassment of a Valkyrie, who fled.

"Alexandre, my boy, I'm shocked you're here! Thought you were a goner," Odin said, laughing warmly.

"Sorry about that…" Alex said, hoping Odin wasn't mad about Freya.

Odin waved it off. "It's a marriage in name only. No worries. What'd you think of Valhalla?"

"Incredible! Definitely where I'd go if I died."

"Glad you think so! What about you, kid?"

"It's fun," Cao Cao said honestly.

"Thanks for letting us see this place, but I gotta go. I'll visit again!" Alex promised.

"I'll hold you to it. Bring the next *Icha Icha*!" Odin said with a perverted grin. Alex rolled his eyes as a magic circle activated, teleporting them away.

As the glow faded, Cao Cao was back at Alex's house in Germany, but Alex was gone.

He realized Alex used two magic circles—one for home, the other for an odd destination.

The Realm of the Dead.

---

Hours later, before bath time, Freya returned to the gods' table. Everyone stared, confused, shocked, and intrigued about what happened with Alexandre.

Her hair was disheveled, as if she hadn't bothered fixing it post-sex. She marched to Odin with determination, eyes gleaming.

Igniting her power, she silenced everyone and faced Odin, who looked slightly confused.

"Odin, I want a divorce."