Abel crossed his arms and said mockingly, "You don't need your eyes, do you? You're asking about something so obvious."
Upon hearing this, Shalba's face turned extremely ugly.
Seeing Cardilea decide to banish him, he raised his hand, and magic power surged. Looking at Cardilea, he wanted to banish her.
Just then, the temperature plummeted, and a chill swept through his entire body.
A cold light flashed.
Shalba didn't react in time, and his raised arm was directly severed.
Behind him, Numa stood holding a long spear, with a trace of blood on its tip.
Looking at his severed arm, Shalba frowned slightly.
When he looked around again, he was already surrounded by a group of Undead.
They were all in the same state as Cardilea.
"You did this!" Shalba asked Abel.
"Of course." Abel admitted directly, then looked at Shalba mockingly and said, "I wonder if this descendant of Beelzebub is willing to join my Undead Legion and assist me in my cultivation."
Shalba's eyes widened in rage, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Daydreaming! I am a descendant of Beelzebub; how could I stoop to serve you!"
With that, a powerful surge of magic power erupted from his body.
Abel raised an eyebrow slightly, about to say something, when he sensed a Familiar aura.
"Little cute dragon."
"In that case... I can only eliminate you and then let these Undead train you."
He whispered, then Abel looked up at Numa and said, "Numa, Cardilea, I'll leave this to you two. Kill him and drag him into my Undead Legion."
"Understood!"
After making arrangements, Abel flew towards Ophis.
Such a disobedient little fellow needed a good lesson.
At Azazel's location.
Azazel once again took out the "Fallen Dragon's Flash Spear," played with it for a moment, then gripped it and pointed it at Kruzelei.
"Then Fafnir, let's have another round."
Seeing this, Kruzelei adopted a fighting stance.
Just at this moment, a red magic circle appeared, and then Sirzechs, who had settled Nathan and Tony, emerged from it.
The moment he saw Sirzechs, Kruzelei pointed at him and said.
"Sirzechs! You hypocritical fellow!"
"Kruzelei, this is for the continuation of the demon race. The Underworld doesn't need war, unnecessary war!"
"You've abandoned the pride of demons. Besides being in cahoots with Azazel, you even let the angels join in. You're not worthy of being called a demon!"
Sirzechs looked at Kruzelei without any expression.
Meanwhile, Azazel stood by, sarcastically saying to Kruzelei, "You're already mixed up with the Khaos Brigade; you really have the nerve to say that."
Sirzechs's pupils changed from blue to red.
"Kruzelei, as a Demon King, I will eliminate all enemies who stand against the Underworld."
With a raise of his hand, a ball of red magic power appeared in his palm.
This was the Power of Destruction within Sirzechs, inherited from his mother's clan.
In an instant, Kruzelei was enveloped by his magic.
Kruzelei cried out in terror, "This... this is..."
Before he could finish, a destructive long spear shot from not far away.
It directly pierced Kruzelei.
Without even a final word, Kruzelei's eyes went blank, and then his body began to turn to dust in Sirzechs's Power of Destruction, subsequently dissipating completely.
"Hey, kid, it's shameless to steal kills," Azazel said with a smile to Abel.
Sirzechs looked up at Abel, a slight smile on his lips, "It seems you've finished up over there."
"More or less, I left it to my Familiars."
Saying this, Abel came to Sirzechs's side, and at the same time, his Undead Legion gained another member.
Two of the Old Maou Faction bloodlines were now his.
Shalba Beelzebub would also join his Undead Legion.
As for Lucifer...
That kid Vali was out of the question; he had a better target.
Vali's grandfather, Rizevim Livan Lucifer.
Besides him, he was also determined to obtain the "Imperial Beast 666."
He still had a "Momotaro Rice Ball" in his bag.
At this moment, the purple orb on the "Fallen Dragon's Flash Spear" in Azazel's hand glowed.
Looking up, Ophis was sitting in the air.
"I didn't expect you to personally..."
"Ophis, come here."
Before Azazel could finish, Abel interrupted him.
Hearing Abel, Ophis came to his side.
Abel asked, "Why are you here with these guys? I told you, they covet your power; they are despicable."
"Unlike me, I only covet you, this dragon."
Hmm, the second half of the sentence wasn't spoken, and also, he wasn't a lolicon.
Ophis lowered her head and said, "I understand."
The serious atmosphere was thus broken.
Sirzechs and Azazel exchanged glances.
They hadn't expected Ophis to actually listen to this kid.
Sky Island Temple.
Shalba's arms were completely severed.
He panted heavily, looking at Kruzelei, who was holding his severed arm, a serious expression in his eyes.
He saw that Kruzelei's face was in pain.
That's right.
Kruzelei had been pulled over before being trained by the legion.
And then he couldn't control himself, doing things he didn't want to do.
Shalba looked at Kruzelei.
He hadn't... he hadn't expected this guy to be killed too.
Damn it!
Truly damn it!
Desecrating corpses, desecrating souls.
That guy Ajuka actually had such an evil younger brother!
Who was the true demon after all?
As for why Kruzelei was here?
Of course, after Kruzelei was killed by Abel, he was immediately thrown to Shalba's side.
The moment Shalba saw Kruzelei, he thought it was reinforcement. Just as he was about to speak, his other arm was torn off by him.
Numa, Cardilea, Kruzelei, and many other Undead stood with weapons, watching Shalba.
Shalba's heart was filled with anger and unwillingness. He unleashed his last bit of magic power, trying to break through the heavy encirclement.
How could the Undead be defeated by this?
Among the Undead were many great mages and great knights; they were all individuals killed by Earl Voban and then followed Abel.
The Undead, some holding staffs, some holding greatswords, rushed towards Shalba in unison.
Numa, holding a long spear, was the first to stab at Shalba. Shalba dodged sideways but was ambushed from the side by Cardilea, a magic ray hitting him in the chest.
Shalba grunted, his body staggering.
Kruzelei also joined the battle, attacking Shalba furiously.
Under the encirclement of the Undead Legion, Shalba became even more dismembered.
After a while longer.
Shalba was left with only a head, the terrified expression on his face still lingering.
And in the Undead Legion.
Shalba's soul appeared.
He wanted to break free but was powerless.
For the two newcomers, the Undead Legion had their unique methods of taming.
As Shalba died.
This invasion war thus ended, and below the Sky Island, corpses lay everywhere.
The battle here had also ended.
Bo Ti also returned to the Familiar space after finishing up.
At this moment, Busujima Saeko's legs were a bit weak; she was supported by Shizuka Hiratsuka, and they were both covered in blood.
As for why Busujima Saeko was being supported?
Well... of course, she was in ecstasy from cutting down the Old Maou Faction Pawns.
One has to say... it was truly her.
Besides Busujima Saeko not standing steady, everyone else was panting slightly, even Miko and Lucrezia had some blood on them.
Of course, except for that Yurikawa Hana.
Moreover, this girl was also a ruthless one; she could even eat in such an environment.
"Now that it's done, let's rendezvous with Master. We should go back early and have a good bath and hot spring."
"I agree~ It's so uncomfortable being sticky."
"Me too, meow~"
"Let's go, let's go."
"..."
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