He knew a lot about the Lucifugus family, and Serafall was fully aware of Euclid, that ultimate perverted sister-con.
But the guy in front of her...
Serafall had no information about him at all.
Ajuka and Serafall both remained still.
After all, it was best not to act rashly when facing an unknown strong individual.
Under Abel's treatment, Grayfia slowly woke up, and what greeted her eyes was a handsome, unfamiliar face.
"Grayfia, are you alright?"
Abel released the recovered Grayfia, a smile on his face as he spoke.
"Why do I have such a special feeling for this demon I've never met?"
Grayfia's cheeks flushed, and she thought to herself.
She felt a natural liking for the person in front of her, as if he was her fated one, so much so that she forgot why he knew her name.
"Th-thank you for your help, sir."
Grayfia said softly, head bowed, somewhat afraid to look at Abel.
Ajuka and Serafall beside them were shocked; the Destroyer Witch on the battlefield was actually blushing!
Abel ruffled Grayfia's hair.
Grayfia didn't resist, letting Abel do as he pleased.
Indeed, young, pure little demons were more fun.
He withdrew his hand, and Abel looked at Ajuka; this was his elder brother from his younger days.
The two met each other's gaze.
Ajuka's inner turmoil grew stronger; he felt that Abel in front of him was both strange and familiar, as if there were countless connections between them.
Moreover, he seemed to possess his "Conqueror Formula."
At this moment, Abel looked towards the direction of the main battlefield.
Many demons were falling from the sky to the ground, some dead, some injured.
This was a good place to replenish the undead army.
"Hey! Who are you?!"
"Which faction are you from?!"
Serafall stopped Abel and asked at this moment.
This was not Serafall's fault.
After all, a strong and unfamiliar man with a powerful oppressive aura had to be guarded against.
Abel looked at Serafall, who was not yet a magical girl, and smiled.
Then he leaned closer to her.
"So, little miss, which side do you wish me to be on?"
Serafall was flustered by Abel's sudden closeness, her cheeks slightly flushed; she instinctively took a step back, feigning composure.
"Stop being so glib! You won't charm me. Quickly, what is your purpose?!"
Abel straightened up, crossing his arms, and smiled, "My purpose is simple: to help you resolve this trouble."
Saying that, he flew towards the battlefield.
Grayfia watched Abel fly away and subconsciously followed him.
Ajuka and Serafall exchanged glances, hesitated for a moment, and then followed as well.
"Grayfia, do you wish for the Devil King faction to win or the Reformist faction to win?"
Hearing Abel's words, Grayfia paused.
She was very clear about the Underworld ruled by the Devil King faction; it was nothing but war, war, and more war. So, compared to the Devil King faction, Grayfia hoped the Reformist faction could win.
"I hope the Reformist faction can win."
After all, war was too oppressive.
Soon, the four arrived at the edge of the central battlefield.
The Reformist faction was steadily advancing under Falbium's command, while the Devil King faction was also charging relentlessly, unwilling to show weakness.
Sirzechs was fighting Elisa.
Looking at the battlefield, which was like a demon meat grinder, Abel felt somewhat complicated.
"What's wrong, scared?"
Serafall spoke at this moment.
Looking at the battlefield in front of her, Serafall's face showed a hint of sadness, but it was replaced by a look of determination.
This was for a better tomorrow!
She looked at Abel and said, "Can you really end the battle quickly?"
"Of course."
Abel nodded, then looked at Serafall and teased, "But what price are you willing to pay?"
Serafall, teased by Abel, blushed, then looked at his handsome face and whispered.
"If you can truly end this battle, I, Serafall, can try to get along with you; it's not impossible."
"That's a truly tempting condition."
Watching the conversation between Serafall and Abel, Grayfia felt an inexplicable unhappiness, then stared intently at Abel.
Abel felt the jealousy from behind him and the corners of his mouth curled up; indeed, Grayfia at this time was more fun.
"Well... everyone, now is the moment to witness a miracle!"
Abel spoke, his body radiating light.
"I am the new king acknowledged and followed by the undead!
I command the undead, conquering all directions.
Undead, fight for me! Win for me! Clear all thorns for me! Clear all obstacles for me!!
This is my undead army!!"
As the Divine Word was activated, a massive magic circle appeared.
All the fallen warriors emerged.
The fallen Reformist demons on the battlefield also transformed into undead.
Ajuka looked at Abel, who was using his authority.
The thought that this child was his blood relative dissipated somewhat; after all, what demon possesses the authority of an Disobedient God?
With the appearance of the undead army.
The demons who were fighting stopped their actions.
"What is that?"
"I don't know."
"Who cares, let's keep fighting!"
"Fight!!"
Then they resumed their life-and-death struggle.
Of course, the commotion caused by Abel's side also attracted the attention of both commanders.
After all, a suddenly appearing army directly disrupted the command and deployment of both the Reformist and Devil King factions.
Sirzechs and Elisa stopped their battle.
Their gazes turned towards the third party's direction.
Sirzechs's eyes were serious; this sudden change, he didn't know if it was a good thing. At this moment, he seemed to have received some message, and his expression relaxed.
Then his gaze turned to Elisa.
This girl, whom he had liked from the beginning of the battle to now.
Sirzechs extended his hand to her and said, "Miss Elisa, would you be willing to usher in a new era with me?"
Looking at the red-haired man in front of her.
Elisa smiled, then placed her hand in Sirzechs's.
"Of course."
She had just received a message from her sister; this war should end, and she had unconsciously fallen in love with Sirzechs in front of her.
Since they would marry and have children in the future, they should end the war first.
The scene returned to Abel's side.
Abel looked at the undead standing in formation before him, feeling an indescribable pride.
He subconsciously drew his excalibur.
Ajuka's last shred of hope was instantly shattered.
A demon becoming a Godslayer and even holding a holy sword.
You tell me you're a demon? You're lying to ghosts!!
Abel pointed his sword towards the battlefield ahead.
"Gentlemen, quell the rebellion for me!"
"All forces, attack!!"
"Bring victory to our King!"
(It's hard~ I can't spare much time)
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