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Boom!
A cloud of dust suddenly exploded across the field.
When the smoke finally cleared, Rias and the others saw the situation clearly.
Anos stood where Kokabiel had originally been, calmly looking down at him from above.
Kokabiel was basically crippled now. Even Rias could finish him off with ease.
Although saying that was a little unfair to Rias, it was still the truth.
Anos did not like doing anything risky, so he had no intention of giving Kokabiel a chance to strike at full power.
Being stepped beneath his foot like this was the most fitting position for him.
After all, he was a fallen angel.
Was it not perfectly natural for a fallen angel to be trampled under the feet of God?
"When did you...?"
Kokabiel was still dazed.
Because most of his power had been sealed, he had no idea when Anos had arrived beside him.
All he felt was his vision turning white, and then he had an intimate collision with the ground.
"I simply walked straight up to you... Don't tell me you did not notice?"
Anos smiled and stretched his hand toward Valper's direction.
A barrier instantly appeared in Valper's path of escape, standing directly in front of him.
Bang!
Blood sprayed from his nose, and Valper fell flat on his back.
He had reacted the fastest. The moment he sensed something wrong, he had prepared to run.
Unfortunately, Anos had been aware of him the entire time.
"You... how exactly did you do this? Are you also a Sacred Gear user?"
Kokabiel asked with difficulty.
His heart was now filled with fear.
This person had seemed calm from the very beginning. Thinking back on his earlier behavior, it seemed as though Kokabiel's appearance had been within his expectations all along.
If that was true, then this was far too terrifying.
This young man who wielded holy power, could he be some hidden trump card of the Church?
But judging by his appearance, he did not seem to be Joker, the Longinus wielder who controlled the strongest weather.
Kokabiel knew Joker, after all. His information had been sitting in the Governor-General's research files for a long time.
Then...
Who exactly was he?
Those who used holy power were usually either heroes, members of the Church, or fallen beings from those groups.
"A Sacred Gear? This really is not a Sacred Gear."
Anos smiled, and the pressure beneath his foot increased slightly.
He was waiting for someone, so he had not killed Kokabiel instantly from the start.
After all, if he killed Kokabiel right away, that person might not come.
The person he was talking about was naturally Vali.
Although Azazel was something of a shady old man, he was still capable. How could the actions of a simple, pure war fanatic like Kokabiel escape his eyes?
He had not served as Governor-General for nothing.
Unfortunately, Kokabiel had always treated him as a useless man who only knew how to research Sacred Gears.
Little did he know that if things followed their original course, Sacred Gears would become the greatest force disrupting every power structure.
Azazel, who had spent all this time researching Sacred Gears, had already grasped a fraction of the Biblical God's own knowledge. He had even developed an artificial Sacred Gear comparable to a Longinus.
It could be said that he had already taken hold of the key to the future.
"If it is not a Sacred Gear, then you are a priest of the Church?"
A slightly unrealistic thought surfaced in Kokabiel's mind.
If he were a priest, then that method might work.
He was already desperate enough to try anything.
Kokabiel did not know whether the ability of this young man overflowing with holy power was permanent, or if it would expire after some time.
So his current goal was very simple.
Find the right chance and escape.
"Hahaha. You still do not know, do you? If you knew, perhaps your faith would collapse in an instant. This world truly is filled with the most ironic truths."
"What do you mean?"
Irina's pupils suddenly shrank.
What he meant was...
He knew something that could make them lose their faith?
And it was something that sounded deeply ironic?
"Mm?"
Anos raised a brow.
He already understood what Kokabiel meant.
Was this fallen angel not taking things a little too much for granted?
Although, perhaps there was some logic to it.
After all, Kokabiel was finally experiencing the fate of the weak he had once looked down on and controlled.
Kokabiel could not see Anos's face, but the expressions of the two holy sword wielders on the other side satisfied him greatly.
"My meaning is simple. The God you believe in has been gone for a long time."
His eyes were filled with madness.
This information truly made him fervent. After all, to him, it could be called the most satisfying result of the war.
In the Great War between the three factions, the Biblical God died, and the Four Great Satans also died, yet the Governor-General and Vice Governor-General of the Fallen Angels survived.
Was that not the greatest result?
Azazel would probably feel like Kokabiel was cursing him to die.
Unfortunately, Kokabiel did not know that the Biblical God's death had not actually been caused mainly by the Great War.
The Biblical God had been heavily weakened after sealing the Beast Emperor, and only then had he fallen under the near-suicidal assault of the Four Great Satans.
The war was merely the final trigger, not the decisive cause.
One could say that, if not for the Beast Emperor, the Biblical God could have fought the other two factions by himself without issue.
Yet Kokabiel directly credited the death of the Biblical God to his own faction's achievements.
He truly did have thick skin.
"What I mean is that the Biblical God, the one who gave you faith and mercy, died long ago."
Kokabiel's voice was loud.
Even while restrained, he wanted his words to be heard.
Did you hear that?
The God you have always believed in is already dead.
Thud.
Just as he had imagined, the two holy sword wielders, Xenovia and Irina, could not accept the news that the Biblical God was dead. They collapsed to their knees on the spot.
"No. If the Lord is gone, then who has been granting us mercy and protection?"
Xenovia suddenly raised her head.
She had noticed something wrong.
"Michael, of course. That man has been working very hard. He inherited the system left behind by the Biblical God and spends every day worrying over all kinds of matters."
Kokabiel spoke while breathing heavily.
He was deeply uncomfortable with the feeling of losing his power. It was far too unfamiliar.
"All right, all right. I understand. Mr. Kokabiel, do you have any final words? Relax, I will give you time."
Anos said with a smile.
In his eyes, Kokabiel's behavior was like watching a clown.
But he had also been the one to give Kokabiel the stage to perform.
The two holy sword wielders' faith had collapsed?
That was not a big issue at all.
When the time came, he could make a move and pull two fanatical holy sword believers to his side.
Just like Asia and Jeanne.
Anos's expression was relaxed, but Kokabiel, who heard his words, was not relaxed at all.
He looked at Anos as if he had seen a ghost.
This person...
Had he seen through him from the very beginning?
Then why had he allowed him to act?
Was there some kind of scheme?
"He is here."
The man said this to him.
"Who is here?"
Kokabiel asked subconsciously.
The fact that Anos seemed completely unconcerned about the death of the Biblical God had almost made him give up his final resistance.
Originally, he had thought Anos was a priest.
It seemed he had failed to grasp that tiny possibility.
"The person who originally came here to kill you, but now has no choice but to become the one who saves you."
Anos smiled.
A silver light flashed across the sky.
A suit of silver armor descended from above and landed before everyone.
The blue radiance of the White Dragon Emperor's wings shone through the rising dust and reflected in everyone's eyes.
As the blue jewels flashed, the White Dragon Emperor spoke.
"Kokabiel, I came under Azazel's orders to take you back for judgment."
Vali's voice was calm and arrogant.
With his strength, he did indeed have the right to speak to Kokabiel that way.
However, although his words were directed at Kokabiel, his gaze was fixed on Anos.
Kokabiel had already been rendered powerless and could no longer stir up any trouble.
What Vali cared more about was naturally the man who had captured Kokabiel.
He had indeed heard from Kuroka and Bikou before that there was a powerful man by Kuroka's little sister's side.
But he had not expected that this man possessed the strength to capture Kokabiel so easily and without injury.
Someone with this level of power, who also seemed to be human, was someone he had never heard of before.
Interesting.
Far too interesting.
And so, as a battle maniac, Vali's old habit flared up again. He looked at Anos with a feverish gaze.
Anos clearly knew this as well, and he also looked at Vali with interest.
However, the reason he looked at Vali was different from why Vali looked at him.
He looked at Vali because he saw the silver treasure chest above Vali's head.
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