Luxurious preparation room.
Everyone had gathered around a table in the middle, which was filled with tea and snacks.
"These god-dono are really disappointing. I thought Odin was a special case, but the others aren't any different. How did these guys become main gods?"
Holding a steaming cup of tea, Arthas said this with some amusement.
Well, that's just how it is. Those god-dono with infinite lives will get bored if they're always so pedantic and rigid.
So basically all gods and devils will find their own fun. For example, I became interested in Sacred Gears.
Azazel wasn't boasting when he said this. He was the Governor-General of the Fallen Angels in the Bible, and his name wasn't much weaker than those god-dono. However, Azazel's smile soon became bitter.
Of course, there are always exceptions, such as Loki, the evil god of Norse mythology, and that skeleton old man from before...In short, these guys still maintain the so-called dignity of their respective forces, and refuse peaceful negotiations or anything.
It's so troublesome! Why can't these rigid guys be more cheerful!
He curled his lips with great dissatisfaction. Azazel really didn't like war. The Fallen Angels' bad name had long since disappeared under the leadership of this Governor-General!
"Well, just get rid of the disobedient guys. We haven't caught him by the handle yet, but if we do, I'll get rid of him without hesitation."
Swirling the tea in his cup, Arthas said this with great confidence. Azazel had long since gotten used to his blind confidence.
You kid, I'm not worried about your strength, but Hades is an important figure in the Greek pantheon after all.
Even if they know he has some connection with the Khaos Brigade, the Greek gods can't hand him over so easily.
"Then just wipe out the entire Greek pantheon."
"That's why I really don't know what to say to you. Sometimes you're too overconfident. You can't just say things like wiping out the Greek pantheon in the future."
"I know. If I did that, wouldn't I become the same as the Khaos Brigade? I don't want to be seen as a terrorist."
Arthas said this lazily, then revealed a strange smile.
Don't worry. If that Hades doesn't know what's good for him and continues to oppose me, I'll quietly get rid of him.
If the Greek pantheon doesn't want to hand him over, we just won't let them know how Hades died, right?
"Well, do as you please. Just do it beautifully and don't let them catch you by the handle. Otherwise, it'll be difficult for us to explain."
Azazel shook his head helplessly, which was considered an agreement to Arthas's approach.
After resting for a while, it was time for them to appear. Rias stood up confidently, waved her hand, and spoke to everyone.
"Is everyone ready!"
"Yes!!!"
With Rias's energetic question, the members clenched their fists and their eyes burst out with firm light.
Good! This battle is related to a lot of things, but we just need to focus on our own battles!
No matter what changes occur in the competition, defeat the enemy in front of you. That's the only goal! Do you hear me?
"Yes!!!"
"Then, everyone, get ready! It's almost time for us to appear. There will be a lot of spectators, so don't be afraid!"
Just as she was saying this, a huge cheer that was enough to shake the arena came from outside.
"Now, the long-awaited battle of the century is about to begin! Let's welcome the team entering from the east gate——Sairaorg Bael's team!"
The broadcast, amplified by magic, resounded throughout the arena. In an instant, perhaps because Sairaorg and his team had already appeared, cheers erupted like a tide.
The cheers even shook this place. Because of the Bael members' entrance, the arena was filled with excitement.
"...I'm so nervous!"
"It's okay, Asia. You just need to be in the back row to help everyone with healing."
Gently stroking Asia's nervous little face, Arthas was probably the most relaxed of everyone. For him, this battle was just a game.
At this time, the broadcast sounded again.
"And now, let's welcome the team entering from the west gate——Rias Gremory's team!!!"
The atmosphere of the arena boiled once again, accompanied by earth-shattering cheers! The exciting scene made the somewhat timid girls straighten their bodies slightly.
"Let's go. Don't have so many worries. We can't let the opponent see us shrinking back! So, let's go, my dear members. Let's go win!"
"Yes!!!!!"
Under Rias's leadership, all the members walked out of the passage, facing the dazzling lights!
"Next, please move to your positions, Gremory members."
The host's reminder sounded, and then everyone looked towards the center of the arena.
There, on two huge rocks suspended in mid-air, Sairaorg and his members were already standing on the eastern suspended stone.
Following the spiraling staircase up to the position, what appeared on the huge magic light screen set up in the arena's sky was a man wearing a headset and gorgeous clothes!
"Good evening, everyone! Tonight's competition will be broadcast live by me——Naud Kammagin of the former 72 Pillars, the Kammagin family!"
As the voice fell, cheers erupted again in the arena! A famous person from the former 72 Pillars was doing a live broadcast! This was still very exciting for ordinary devils.
"Next, let me introduce the judges for tonight's competition——Diehauser Belial!"
A silver-haired youth, looking elegant, appeared from a magic circle in the air.
Diehauser Belial, officially the seventh strongest in the ranking game, and also the only one in the top ten who was a super-class devil who had been reincarnated from a human.
"And then, a special guest! Today, we're honored to have the Governor-General of the Fallen Angels, Azazel-sama, to provide commentary for us. Governor-General Azazel, nice to meet you, please take care of me!"
Then, a familiar face appeared on the magic screen.
"Not at all, I'm the one who should be asking you to take care of me."
Governor-General Azazel has a good relationship with Sirzechs-sama and the leaders of the various forces, and he's famous in the industry for his Sacred Gear research.
So, as the exclusive advisor to the Gremory team, what do you think of today's competition?
"As for me, I hope there won't be too much trouble. It would be best if both sides stop at a certain point."
Azazel shrugged as he said this, and Arthas also knew who he was talking about. He touched his nose and looked at the God-Slaying Wolf Fenrir next to Rias.
He had almost forgotten about this wolf. It seemed that...without him having to do much, it would be a difficult battle for the other side, right?
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