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A jet-black, destructive magic bullet, infused with the power of dozens of mages, began to coalesce before her.
"Tsk, tsk."
A light, flippant click of the tongue broke the self-directed, tense atmosphere.
Azazel remained with his legs crossed, without even changing his posture.
He simply raised one hand, and an extremely complex defensive array composed of countless golden spells unfolded out of thin air, precisely blocking the trajectory of the magic bullet.
boom--!
The violent explosion shook the entire still space, causing ripples to spread across the gray world.
But the golden shield remained completely still.
"The artifact has gone out of control?"
Azazel withdrew his hand and spoke in a playful tone.
"This is a truly terrible broadcasting accident. Sazex, who should take responsibility for this?"
His question made the hearts of the "actors" present skip a beat.
That old fox, he really is so easy to fool.
Sazex stood up at that moment, his face showing just the right amount of solemnity and apology. He took a step forward and stood side by side with Azazel. The crimson destructive magic of the Demon King Lucifer was also added to the defensive array.
"It's a problem on our side, the devils."
His answer was so sincere that there wasn't a single flaw.
"Rias's familiar, that vampire boy's artifact, the [Evil Eye that Stops the World], has gone out of control."
Sazex then turned to his sister and reprimanded her in an unquestionable, commanding tone:
"Rias, what are you standing there for! Go and deal with your familiars!"
Yes, brother!
Rias immediately responded, her face displaying just the right amount of anxiety, and led her familiars into a stance ready to take action.
Everything was like a play that had been rehearsed countless times.
And Zhou Ye, the only audience member, or rather, the only director of this play, finally made a move.
He picked up the cup of black tea in front of him, a cup frozen in time.
Bring it to your lips and make a light sip.
His mind remained completely undisturbed.
"The appetizers are finally all served."
He calmly "savored" the non-existent aroma of the tea and mentally evaluated it.
A descendant of an old demon king, blinded by jealousy and hatred.
A bunch of fake circus magicians.
There was also an "accident" that was full of loopholes and relied entirely on Sazex's acting skills to keep it going.
All of this was for the purpose of providing Gaspar, that cowardly vampire, with a battlefield that was safe enough to maximize his potential.
By the way...
When a grand fireworks display attracts those real spies lurking in the shadows, coveting something...
For example, those heroes who call themselves guardians of humanity but crave chaos more than anyone else.
For example... that old geezer who could even use his own grandson as a pawn, Li Zeweim, who was truly rotten to the core.
"How pathetic."
In his heart, Zhou Ye delivered his final verdict on the still frantically shouting Kadileya.
"You think you're a hunter who stirs up a storm."
"But little did you know that from the very first second you stepped into this barrier, you were nothing more than a stone thrown into a pond to test how deep the water was."
He could sense that in the deeper dimensional rifts, several more subtle and powerful auras were spying on this place.
They are waiting.
Wait until the scene becomes more chaotic, and until the three forces develop real rifts because of this "accident".
Waiting for the perfect moment to strike decisively.
Zhou Ye gently placed the still cup of black tea back on the table, a silent action that seemed to have flipped a switch.
"So……"
The last trace of languid enjoyment he had felt while watching the show vanished from his mind.
"It's time to move this farce to the next stage."
Chapter 231 The Arrival of Orpheus
On the other side, in the dimensional rift outside the barrier.
Kruzere Asmodeus, a descendant of the old Demon Lord Asmodeus, stood respectfully beside a petite figure with an almost fawning demeanor.
The nominal leader of the Calamity Clan, the Infinite Dragon God Orpheus.
She wore a simple Gothic Lolita dress, staring blankly at the gray world below, her eyes vacant, as if nothing could leave a trace in her heart.
“Lord Orpheus, the show has begun,” Kruzere said softly, trying to get her attention.
Orpheus did not respond, but simply watched the clumsy "surprise attack" led by Cadileya below.
This kind of childish, play-house battle didn't interest her at all.
She was interested in something else.
It was the legendary Second Heavenly Dragon, Draig, who should have been in the hands of the Crimson Dragon Emperor.
She can feel it.
That soul is down there.
But not in the form of a divine artifact, but in a completely new form of life that even she found somewhat novel.
A...mechanical dragon girl?
“Dreig…”
Orpheus murmured softly, and for the first time, a glimmer of light appeared in his empty eyes.
"Where are you?"
She was completely indifferent to the lives of Sazex and Azazel, and showed no concern for the outcome of this farce.
She just wanted to find Draig, or rather, to see why Draig had become like this, so that... she could increase her own combat power and defeat the despicable True Crimson Dragon God Emperor.
At that very moment, within the desolate gray world of Kuoh Academy, a change finally occurred.
"Gaspar! Wake up!"
Rias's anxious shouts, coupled with the genuine worry on her face, perfectly portrayed the role of a caring and loving master.
She rushed to the corner of the conference room, where the "magic out of control" was originating.
With her gesture of "breaking" the spell, the whole world trembled violently.
click-
Like a shattered mirror.
The gray faded quickly, and vibrant colors flooded back into everyone's view.
Time has resumed its flow!
"It's now!"
Sazex roared.
The crimson destructive magic belonging to the Demon King Lucifer erupted like a volcanic eruption, sweeping out in an instant!
"You scum, are you ready to go to hell?!"
Azazel let out a strange cry, spread his arms, and hundreds of golden magic circles appeared behind him, unleashing a barrage of light spears!
Michael and Gabriel also made their move simultaneously, with holy golden pillars of light descending from the sky and precisely targeting each of the magicians dressed in comical attire.
Fallen angels, angels, demons.
At this moment, the three forces displayed an astonishing level of coordination.
They were filled with righteous indignation, they were furious, and they wanted to make these despicable people who dared to sabotage the peace talks pay a bloody price!
In an instant, the sky above the entire old school building was completely engulfed by a dazzling barrage of magical bullets.
boom! boom! boom!
The explosions were continuous, and the shockwaves lifted a layer of air from the ground.
The mages from the Land of Oz, who were basking in the thrill of dominating everything just a moment ago, were now facing the fury of the three races' higher-ups.
The ceramic masks on their faces, along with their bodies, were blasted to smithereens in the first wave of attacks.
So-called art of destruction is as fragile as a joke in the face of absolute power.
massacre.
This was a one-sided massacre with no suspense whatsoever.
The so-called elite force brought by Kadileya was wiped out in less than ten seconds.
She was the only one left on the entire battlefield, standing alone in the middle of the ruins, her manic smile completely frozen on her face.
how come……
How could this be?
Why does time stop fail?
Why are these guys reacting so quickly?