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"This~"

"Possibly~"

Rias was uncertain about her brother, after all, Sirzechs was someone who prioritized the safety of demons above all else.

But Seraph was different; she was a complete siscon. Sona knew all too well how much her older sister doted on her, and if something really happened to her, she might actually start a war with the fallen angels.

Thinking of this, Sona and Rias broke out in a cold sweat. Good heavens, this was far too dangerous.

"But don't worry, it's just Kirkbor. I've already spoken to Azazel. If he dares to act recklessly, I'll crush him. Azazel won't object."

Hearing Kong Yang's 'confident' words, neither of them knew what to say.

This is a fallen angel cadre who survived the war between the three races, a powerful old monster. Although he is not a demon king, he is definitely not weak. How can you talk about him so casually?

However, the two of them felt relieved when they realized that Kong Yang was now at the Demon King level.

Even the highest-ranking fallen angel, at best, is still at the highest level, but there is still a vast chasm between them and the Demon King. The absolute difference in strength is simply insurmountable.

"Oh, right, Rias, there's something else. Go tell Yuto that his enemy will be coming to Kuoh City soon, which is a good opportunity for him to get revenge."

"okay, I get it."

Rias nodded; she knew better than anyone how much bitterness and pain lay behind Kiba Yuuto's seemingly warm exterior.

Revenge was a hatred ingrained in his very bones. Although Kong Yang had freed him from his obsession with the Holy Sword, that deep-seated hatred remained.

Zhu Nai, standing to the side, looked at Kong Yang, who seemed to have everything under control, with a strange glint in her eyes.

Such a man is truly outstanding and incredibly charming.

Looking at the room full of women, she wondered if she should join in as soon as possible, otherwise it would be too late and she would be at a great disadvantage.

Rias, standing to the side, had no idea that her best friend had already started eyeing her fiancé.

Chapter Ninety-Six: Kirkbor's Incredulity!

As evening approached, everyone in Kong Yang's family gathered there.

Rias and her retinue, Sona and her retinue, plus Kong Yang's people, and finally, an unofficial member named Levi.

'Boom~'

As dusk fell and night descended, a surge of magical energy began to rise in a corner of Kuoh City.

Kong Yang, who had been sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. It was time.

The moment Kong Yang stood up, Rias and Sona also stood up. Kong Yang's movement meant it was time to make a move. If it weren't for Kong Yang, they would have already left.

"Yoruda~"

"Yes, Your Highness."

'Buzz~'

Under Yuluda's control, a spatial rift was torn open.

This scene immediately surprised everyone. This was not teleportation magic, but space travel. It truly lived up to its name as the Teleportation Demon; it was incredibly powerful.

Kong Yang was the first to go in, followed closely by Hilde, and then the others went in as well.

After the last person entered, Yorda followed.

On the outskirts of Kuoh City, in a relatively flat area, a magic circle flickered, with five 'swords' of different shapes encircling it, as if some kind of ritual was being performed.

There was a portly man on one side, surrounded by quite a few people, and on the other side was a silver-haired man.

In mid-air, a fallen angel with an arrogant face sat on a high platform, looking down at everything.

'Buzz~'

Suddenly, a spatial rift tore open, and a group of people walked out.

Kirk Bolton was startled at first, but he immediately smiled when he saw Rias and Sona in the crowd.

“Gimmonly and Sidi’s little girls, I didn’t even have to look for you, you came to me on your own. That’s wonderful.”

Looking at the crowd below, Kirkbor spoke as if no one else was there, as if he had already won.

Kong Yang ignored Kokober immediately and looked at the two people lying on the ground not far away, the two holy sword wielders of the church, Genovya and Irina.

It was utterly wishful thinking for these two mere Holy Sword wielders to try and wrest the Holy Sword back from Kokobor.

This is the reality; their strength is far too weak in the face of Kokober.

The Holy Sword only counters demons; it has no effect on fallen angels.

"I don't like it when people talk to me in a condescending manner."

Kong Yang said it casually, but his voice reached everyone's ears.

"Oh? You don't like it? How interesting. What can you do if you don't like it? This world is very realistic and cruel. It's a dog-eat-dog world. Without strength, you are nothing."

"That's right. This world is a dog-eat-dog world, so the strong are everything."

'Boom~'

In an instant, the terrifying Conqueror's Haki, along with the killing intent of the Eight Thousand Streams Sword Path, swept across the entire surrounding area like a tsunami, engulfing everyone except Kong Yang's group.

Kokober, who was being given special attention by Kong Yang, stared wide-eyed in disbelief. A Demon King-level powerhouse.

"A Demon King-level expert? How is that possible? How could a Demon King-level expert appear in this remote Far East?"

Kokober said in disbelief. At this moment, even Kokober, who had been sitting calmly, could no longer remain still.

He could easily handle a group of children, but when facing a Demon King-level powerhouse, he had to proceed with extreme caution, for one wrong move could mean certain death.

That's how cruel it is. Having experienced countless wars and battles, Kirkbor knows very well that there are two dimensions between Demon King level and below Demon King level.

"What, scared? This is the Fallen Angel cadre who survived the Three Races War? Not so great."

"Kid, don't take yourself too seriously. So what if you're a Demon King? I've seen countless Demon Kings."

Enraged, Kirkbor unfurled his ten-winged fallen angel wings, revealing the overwhelming power of a supreme fallen angel. He was strong, not weak.

But Kong Yang ignored this. He would only challenge those of higher levels, not be challenged by those of lower levels.

As someone who uses cheat codes, Kong Yang can only crush those who are weaker than him. After all, he's almost dead, so if he still can't beat them, then that's really unacceptable.

Kong Yang also unleashed his power and magic without any concealment. Although it was at the Demon King level, the total amount of magic power was almost exceeding the limit of the Demon King level, which made people feel awe.

"Such pure dark power, you are a descendant of the Demon God race."

"Oh? You actually recognized me. Not bad, as expected of a survivor of the Three Races War, you have some knowledge."

"You bastard, how dare you humiliate me like this!"

Kirkbol was furious. He was enraged to be humiliated by a junior again and again.

Raising a hand, an enormous spear of light materialized, radiating powerful magical energy.

"A colossal light spear!"

The enormous spear of light, radiating a pale golden glow, was aimed at Kong Yang.

"Sorry, I forgot to tell you that in this world, all techniques that use magic as a medium are ineffective against me."

'Boom~'

All that could be seen was Kong Yang casually holding the enormous spear of light in one hand.

'Boom~'

Then, with a forceful squeeze, he crushed it, causing a violent explosion, but Kong Yang was not injured in the slightest.

Kokober's expression grew increasingly grave. Kong Yang's strength was genuinely at the Demon King level, and he possessed such incredible abilities, which made him feel extremely troubled.

"What, not making a move? Since you're out, it's my turn."

'Snap~'

Kong Yang snapped his fingers, and then golden ripples spread out behind him like waves, with ripples emerging from the golden ocean.

Swords, spears, halberds, and all sorts of weapons slowly emerged, many of which radiated incredibly powerful magic.

Genovya and Irina, who had suffered severe injuries but were still barely conscious, were stunned by what they saw. The shock of what they witnessed was simply too great.

Moreover, many of these weapons exuded a sacred aura, and some even surpassed their holy swords.

In that instant, Kong Yang became incredibly mysterious in everyone's eyes.

"How is this possible? So many divine artifacts! Are you the God of the Bible? No, it's impossible. During the Three Races War, the God of the Bible and the Four Demon Kings all died. You absolutely cannot be her!"

Kokober's words were like a nuclear bomb, instantly detonating the entire room!

Chapter Ninety-Seven: Instant Kill of Kirkbor! (Bonus Chapter)

Genovia and Irina below were both stunned.

The God of the Bible, the Lord they believe in, is long dead? How is that possible? If the Lord is dead, who do they believe in now?

"Kokbor, are you out of your mind? You recognized yourself. I am a demon god, how could I be that dead biblical god?"

"Hmm? You know about the death of the God of the Bible?"

Kong Yang's words startled Kokober slightly, as the death of a god was a taboo subject among the three races.

Especially in Heaven, where there are churches under their command, anyone who does anything that could shake their faith will be expelled, or in severe cases, killed.

Not to mention the fact that the 'Lord' is no longer here; if that were to be revealed, he would be hunted down by everyone in Heaven.

"Kokbor, you still won't accept that I'm calling you a fool. Anyone in a high position knows this perfectly well."

"You..."

Kokober wanted to make some tough remarks, but thinking of Kong Yang's mysterious methods, he held back.

The conversation between the two people caused the world of the three people present to collapse instantly.

First, Genovya and Irina, who are both Holy Sword Wielders of the Church and believers in the Lord, both suffered mental breakdowns after learning about this.

Then there's Asia, who came with Kong Yang. After learning about this, she followed in their footsteps and suffered a severe mental shock.

Cangna caught Asia, who was about to fall. Looking at Asia, whose eyes were lifeless and who looked like a puppet, Cangna felt a pang of heartache. She was just a child.

"Hmph, in that great war, the gods died, and the demon kings died too. The angels and demons, having lost their leaders, could have won if they had just tried a little harder, but that guy Azazel actually stopped the war."

"That's because you're just a war maniac, while Azazel is the governor of the fallen angels."

"Don't talk to me like that. I am right. Azazel is a cowardly piece of trash. What right does he have to lead the fallen angels? I should be the leader of the fallen angels."

"The reason is simple: you are too weak. Azazel is a Demon Lord, while you are only a mere Top-Tier."

"So what if it's a Demon King? I don't even put Demon Kings in my eyes."

'Boom~'

A surge of powerful magic began to flow, and two enormous spears of light materialized in Kirkbor's hands.

Furthermore, Kirkbor continued to inject magic into it, and he was nearing madness.

For so many years, he had been relentlessly suppressed by Azazel, and now, just when he was about to succeed, this brat who appeared out of nowhere turned out to be a demon god as well, and was suppressing him just as well.

This infuriated him; in fact, he vaguely saw Kong Yang's figure overlap with Azazel's.

"Stop talking to yourself. I'm right. Azazel is a coward, a wimp."

As he spoke, countless spears of light rained down like arrows.

Upon seeing this, Kong Yang immediately smiled, and the treasures behind him also moved, each one like an arrow drawn to the full moon, turning into golden light and rushing forward.

The sky was filled with spears of light colliding with the golden treasures, turning the surroundings golden.

Such a scene appears rather luxurious, but unfortunately, no one is there to appreciate it at this moment.

After a brief standoff, Kirkbor began to gradually lose ground, as his Noble Phantasm was far more powerful and resilient than the spear of light formed from condensed magic.

Soon, Kirkbor's spear of light was completely torn apart, and a large number of Noble Phantasms shot towards Kirkbor.

'Boom~'

Kirkbor was not one to sit idly by and wait for his death. He spread his wings and immediately escaped the range of the Gate of Babylon's weapon.

Kong Yang smiled faintly, and with a thought, he stopped the barrage of his treasures. The numerous treasures scattered around him instantly turned into golden dust and disappeared.