It was not because Hanakaiin Fugui released the Chibaku Tensei, but because he had been holding the lightning-shaped giant sword's blade from beginning to end, never letting go or moving it at all, as if it was welded to his hand.

"KiSaMa!"

Fried gritted his teeth, threw down the Lightning Holy Sword and quickly retreated, then pulled out two other holy swords from the priest's windbreaker.

Irina took one look and couldn't help but exclaim, "Those are the other two holy swords that were stolen from the church!"

"In other words, all three are here."

Huakaiyuan Fogui straightened the girl in his arms, handed her the Lightning Holy Sword with the tip of the sword in his hand, and then walked step by step towards Fried, who was like a frightened bird not far away.

"Hashi, Hashidou Sack! Damn it... where did you come from? Why is it so exaggerated again?!"

The silver-haired murderous priest looked around frantically, trying to find a way to break out.

Although he was crazy, he was not stupid. From the collision just now, it was obvious that the difference in strength between the two sides was as great as heaven and earth. Even if he used the remaining two holy swords to rush forward to fight, the result would be that he would only be able to seize one with his own hand.

Of course, the most important thing is your own life.

I was resurrected with great difficulty, how could I die so easily!

"Where else do you want to run to? Look behind you."

Huakaiyuan Fogui raised his hand and pointed behind him.

Freed spat. "Huh? You think I'll fall for such a low-level trap... Ugh!"

Before he finished speaking, a large amount of spatial magic fluctuations appeared from the sky behind him.

Looking back suddenly, I saw a teleportation magic circle with a diameter of ten meters unfolding above the forest path behind me, and several figures fell from it.

Rias, Himejima Akeno, Asia, Tajo Koneko, and even Busujima Saeko and Xenovia arrived together, forming a sandwiched situation.

"Ah, isn't this the beautiful sister from yesterday?"

A sharp sound came from Freed's throat.

"Oh no, oh no, oh no! We're surrounded by so many people. We're doomed! Um... can you guys listen to me for a moment?"

"Then let's go to hell!"

Xenovia didn't want to hear anything more, she jumped up and swung the Holy Sword of Destruction and was about to chop it down.

stirrup--!

The distant sound of metal clashing echoed throughout the mountains and forests, but the indestructible Holy Sword of Destruction failed to complete its mission of killing the enemy.

It is the flower blooming in the courtyard where Buddha comes to live.

At the last moment when Xenovia was about to strike, he appeared in front of the girl with his back to her. The Holy Sword of Destruction struck him on the shoulder with all its strength, just like it hit the fingerprint shield with 100% physical defense, and sparks flew everywhere as it was directly bounced away.

"you……!"

Xenovia looked up in surprise, a trace of anger and disbelief flashing across her delicate and sharp face.

"Why are you blocking his sword? Aren't you an Onmyoji? Have you really been corrupted by staying with the devil for so long?"

"No, Xenovia!"

Irina's voice came from not far away, interrupting the blue-haired girl Holy Swordsman's angry scolding.

It was not until this time that Hua Kaiyuan Fogui, who was standing in front, turned his head slightly to the side, allowing the latter to see the situation in front of him.

It was a golden drill that looked like a Buddhist vajra. The young man blocked it with his fingertips and it was still spinning, trying to break through this solid defense.

Although it looks small in appearance, it is not difficult to detect the terrifying magical fluctuations emanating from it upon closer inspection.

"That is……"

The blue-haired girl, the Holy Swordsman, opened her mouth but hesitated to speak.

Huakaiyuan Fogui shrugged and said, "Wake up! If I hadn't blocked your way just now, you could have sat at the same table with the Meile Sect's Rilegong and the others."

"Oh~!"

Fried, who had just escaped death a second ago, couldn't help but exclaim in joy when he saw the vajra.

"This attack, the boss is coming!"

Boss?

Before Rias and the others could react, an almost suffocating pressure of magical energy descended from above, and they were caught off guard and their legs almost gave way.

But they still managed to hold on, and when they looked up, they saw a tall black figure standing high in the sky. That was the place where they had attacked Xenovia before.

A pitch-black robe, elf-like pointed ears, a pale and ferocious face, creepy dark magic, and eyes covered with scarlet murderous intent.

Of course, there are also the ten black wings spread out behind him.

"That's... a Ten-Winged Fallen Angel cadre." Irina swallowed hard, "Kabil."

Even though he knew it was dangerous before coming, and that the other party was a cadre among the fallen angels with strength comparable to that of the devil, he was even prepared to sacrifice himself.

But it was not until they actually faced each other that they realized that the gap between the two sides was so... exaggerated.

It is impossible to win, and even the thought of resistance is difficult to arise.

Is this the strength of a fallen angel who once fought against gods and demons and still survived?

"You are... the fallen angel cadre Kokabil. What exactly do you want to do?" Rias asked after trying to calm herself down.

She is the successor to the Gremory family and the sister of the Demon Lord Sirzechs. In such a situation, no matter how hopeless the odds of winning are, she must remain calm and not panic.

"Purpose? You're really clueless, Sirzechs's sister! Isn't it obvious?"

The ten-winged fallen angel lowered his scarlet gaze, and the hideous smile on the corner of his mouth became more cruel.

"Now the Demon King's sister and the Church's holy sword users have all gathered. My goal is simple: to prolong the war until it's completely over. Both the Fallen Angels and the Demon Realm are a bunch of cowards right now. But if I kill you all here, even Sirzechs, the kindest of men, won't be able to tolerate it. It's a pity Leviathan's sister didn't come, otherwise my plan would be a little safer."

"..."

"..."

Dead silence, deathly silence.

Everyone originally thought that the other party wanted to steal the church's holy sword to make a more powerful weapon, but unexpectedly, the ultimate goal was just to provoke the heaven and the demon world, thus starting another war.

This is the thought process of a warmongerer, which no one can understand.

"So, are you done?"

Ok?

The overly calm voice made Kabil look away involuntarily.

The young man who had just blocked his attack with one finger easily broke the vajra with a flick of his finger, and then moved his body.

"If there's nothing else to say, it's almost time to get going."

Chapter 87 You can start a war, but when and how it ends is up to me

At the same time, in the sunset on the campus of Ku Wang College, two black-haired literary girls, one tall and one short, were strolling leisurely on the playground.

Shinra Tsubaki, a black-haired girl who also wore glasses, glanced at the empty football field on the inside of the runway, then glanced at the equally empty basketball court in the distance, pushed her glasses and said.

"It looks like the students have all gone home. President, it's about time we leave too..."

"Ok?"

Before his subordinates could finish their words, Zhiqu Cangna suddenly raised his head and looked at the gradually darkening sky. A hint of doubt flashed across his face, which had shown no special reaction all the way.

I saw a golden meteor streaking across the sky at an extremely fast speed, above the sky that was half fiery red and half deep blue.

It was like the Promised King Latan soaring into the sky and releasing the Great Wilderness Starfall. In the last second, it was just a golden dot of light from a distance, and in the next moment, it was right in front of him.

Then--

boom! ! !

I saw a figure emitting golden aura all over his body crashing down from the sky to the ground with such force that it shook the earth. The moment he landed on the ground, the hard concrete ground instantly collapsed, shattered and sank.

For a moment, sand and gravel flew and dust rose into the sky.

"President, be careful!"

Shinra Chunji reacted immediately, raised her hand and opened a magic circle to block all the fragments that were splashing towards them.

Zhichu Cangna didn't say anything, but just frowned slightly as he looked at the place where the meteor fell.

That scene just now always feels a little familiar...

When the wind blew away the dust that night, a huge pit with a diameter of ten meters was seen on the cement ground next to the playground. The ten-winged fallen angel, who claimed to have fought with gods and demons and survived, lay at the bottom of the pit with a distorted face, blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, and a clear fist mark was imprinted on the dented chest.

And beneath him was Fried, who had completely turned into a pool of flesh and was likely beyond repair.

This was the result of Huakaiyuan Fugui controlling the force.

After all, the school is surrounded by residential areas. Although the students in the school have already gone home at this time, it would be bad if we go too far and affect the residential areas.

The two girls, attracted by the noise caused by the falling object, quickly rushed over, stood at the edge of the pit and looked down. The girl with short hair and glasses couldn't help but shrink her pupils slightly.

"This is……"

"Fallen Angel? No, this is a Fallen Angel cadre?! Why would a Fallen Angel cadre suddenly appear here?"

Shinra Chunji was also surprised.

Although he had never come face to face with a Fallen Angel cadre, he could tell them apart just by the five pairs of pitch-black wings behind them.

Just like the angels in heaven, the strength of angels is also divided by the number of wings. According to legend, Michael, one of the four great seraphim in heaven, has twelve wings, and the same is true for fallen angels.

Those with ten wings are called cadres, and only the Governor of Fallen Angels has twelve wings.

"No, more than that."

Zhichu Cangna shook his head solemnly.

"Although I haven't seen it myself, according to my sister's description, that person should be the fallen angel cadre Kokabil, who once fought against gods and demons and still survived."

However, this powerful fallen angel cadre who had survived the ancient war was now being trampled underfoot.

hum-

A red teleportation magic circle lit up behind the two girls, and several figures fell from the magic circle.

"Rias? What happened?"

"This is a long story..."

The light effect of the teleportation magic circle dissipated, and Rias came to her friend's side and looked at the scene in the pit, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

Looking back at the deep pit, Kabil's situation was miserable. Half of the ten wings behind him were broken by the attack from the sky just now. If it weren't for Fried who sacrificed his life to withstand most of the impact when he landed, the impact of falling to the ground alone would have seriously injured him.

"hateful!"

But Kabil endured the severe pain caused by his injuries and tried his best to unleash his magic power. A dark aura with a hint of deep red was surging around him, trying to lift the boy who was stepping on him away.

However, his so-called resistance seemed like a joke in the eyes of Huakaiyuan Fugui. The foot stepping on the chest of the fallen angel cadre was like a magic needle that stood firm and could not be shaken at all.

Then, before Kabele could react, the young man leaned over and grabbed the former's neck, slowly lifting him up just as he had done when he had abused Lessar before.

"Talking about starting a war is, in the final analysis, nothing more than satisfying your own desire for conquest and destruction. But congratulations, you have indeed succeeded in starting a war... a war between us."

"Since you chose to decide when and how the war begins, then, in fairness, it is my turn to decide when and how it ends."

"Now that you are about to die, I am curious if you are satisfied with the outcome of this war, Fallen Angel?"

Satisfied? Ask him if he is satisfied?

But Kabil gritted his teeth, and the murderous intent in his scarlet eyes was about to burst out. The infinite magic power of the demon king level exploded. He couldn't just sit there and wait to die!

He stretched out his hand towards the young man who was within reach, and as his magic power gathered, an exquisite and small vajra quickly took shape.

But this is far from enough. Because it was a sneak attack before, he didn't use much magic power, but this time he wanted to put all his magic power into this attack.

"Drink——!"

But Kabil had no time to recover from his injuries, and he concentrated all his energy on injecting his magic power into the vajra.

However, the magical thing is that despite being continuously injected with massive amounts of magic power, the size of the vajra has not changed. It is still just a small one, but it has become more solid and the texture is clearer.

That is the manifestation of power condensed to the extreme.

There is no doubt that when this attack is launched, not only the area around Juou Academy, but also the entire central district of Tokyo will be easily razed to the ground.

But Hanakaiin Fugui seemed to be completely unconcerned and just watched him quietly as he continued to gather his magic power, as if he was just watching a joke.

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