"No wonder you're Azazel. Even in this state, you can still instantly kill a Maou-class being?"
Seeing Azazel's entire attack process, Vali didn't intervene and simply let him kill Katerea.
Just as he had said from the beginning, he had no concept of stopping someone out of camaraderie. He simply did whatever he pleased.
"Hah… hah… I'm almost done for, but this kid really surprised me. This power… which dragon does it belong to?"
Like Katerea, Azazel also felt an indescribable pressure from Yoru. It was the power of a dragon—an unknown dragon's power.
Even the power of the Infinite Dragon God, Ophis, had never made Azazel feel this way, yet the unknown dragon power in Yoru now caused the Golden Dragon King's power within him to feel fear.
"Indeed… I don't know which dragon's power it is, but even Albion feels the same pressure."
At the same time, Vali said this from midair, looking at Yoru with a mix of curiosity and excitement.
"This is getting more and more thrilling. In the future, as we fight countless strong opponents, keep getting stronger, Yoru. I'm looking forward to the day we face each other in battle."
Click! Azazel removed his armor. The Governor of the Fallen Angels struggled to get up from the ground, his injuries worsening after the Sacred Gear was deactivated.
"Tch, the artificial Sacred Gear reached its limit. There's still much to improve… But as long as the core jewel is fine, I can make it again. Bear with me for a bit longer, 'Golden Dragon Emperor' Fafnir." He then gently kissed the jewel-like object in his hand.
"How is it? You're not gonna die, are you, you stupid Governor?"
Yoru walked over to Azazel, casually asking while keeping a wary eye on Vali in the sky.
"Hey, hey, hey, I don't think I've done anything to offend you, so why are you looking at me with such hostility?" Azazel said with a wry smile, while Yoru raised an eyebrow.
"Hostile? I'm just telling the truth. Getting ambushed by the white one the first time was already stupid enough, but then you got distracted in the middle of the fight and got smacked away. I honestly don't know what to say."
Yoru shook his head helplessly, while Azazel couldn't help but roar in frustration.
"I got distracted and got ambushed because of you! If it weren't for me, you'd have been blown to bits by that guy's self-destruct attack!"
"That's just what you think. Do you really believe that kind of trash could harm me?"
Yoru's casual remark made Azazel freeze, unable to respond.
"Hahahaha, not bad, not bad. A strong one should have that kind of arrogance. Even trash has its uses—like now, becoming your stepping stones to move forward." Vali landed on the ground, laughing loudly, acting as if his battle with Azazel had never happened and as if he was still on Azazel's side.
"What? Vali, you still want to keep fighting? Right now, we've got the advantage." Azazel taunted with a smile.
"You can barely stand, so stop pretending to be tough." Vali shook his head in amusement at Azazel's forced composure.
"I didn't expect this. Looks like the magic formation outside has been destroyed and those magicians have been wiped out. The two Maou sisters are really capable."
"Trying to run, Vali? You think you can?"
"Run? I haven't fought enough yet. How could I bear to leave? It might be a little early, but I'm already eager to experience this unknown dragon power."
Just as Vali finished speaking, a figure appeared against the backdrop of the moonlit night, landing on the ground and quickly arriving at Vali's side… It was a man wearing armor styled after the generals of the Three Kingdoms era.
"Vali, I've come to pick you up."
It was a young man with a refreshing face, speaking casually to Vali.
"Mihae Han? Why are you here?" Vali seemed slightly surprised.
"Don't be like that. I heard you were in trouble, so I traveled all the way to this island nation. The others are already in chaos back at headquarters. Since the mission against the northern rural (Asa) god tribe failed, you should head back quickly, right? Katerea's assassination plan failed too, didn't it? That means your job as the overseer is done. Come back with me."
"…I see. So, it's time then."
"Hey, monkey over there. You planning to take the White Dragon and run?"
Being ignored had already annoyed Azazel, but now the monkey guy was trying to leave without even saying hello?!
"Calling me a monkey isn't wrong. My name is Mihae Han, a descendant of the first Sun Wukong. I think you've heard of 'Sun Wukong,' haven't you, Governor of the Fallen Angels?"
"A monkey yokai who inherited Sun Wukong's power, huh? I didn't expect even you to join the 'Khaos Brigade.' The world's really doomed. But the White Dragon and Sun Wukong, huh? How fitting. So where's Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing, and Tang Sanzang?"
Azazel's words made the guy chuckle.
"Unlike the first who attained Buddhahood, I live as I please. I'm Mihae Han. Nice to meet you, Governor of the Fallen Angels."
Mihae greeted Azazel cheerfully.
Standing beside Vali, he summoned a staff into his hand, twirling it nimbly before planting it on the ground.
In an instant, the darkness on the ground expanded, enveloping Mihae and Vali, slowly pulling them down.
"As a descendant of the Old Maou bloodline and the White Dragon Emperor, I'm very busy. My enemies aren't just angels, fallen angels, and devils. The Khaos Brigade members are all battle maniacs, fighting all the time. So, I'll just look forward to our next meeting, Governor of the Fallen Angels."
Leaving only those words, the White Dragon Emperor and Mihae Han vanished into the darkness.
"That was oddly irritating… Felt like I was completely ignored."
"That's because you're a small fry. Hahaha—cough, cough, cough…"
Azazel smirked smugly, but soon ended up coughing up a lot of blood.
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