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Silently.
It was as if it had never existed.
"..."
Kokober's throwing posture froze on the spot.
The madness and ferocity on his face froze.
Disappeared?
Where have you been?
Where is my attack?
Where is my spear of light, which is imbued with immense magical power?
There was no explosion, no impact, not even the aftershocks of the energy collision.
Like a drop of water merging into the ocean.
This is beyond his comprehension!
An instinctive, uncontrollable fear shot up his spine and up to the top of his head!
The man before him was someone he couldn't comprehend!
Is that all? Even Talking Tom's frying pan is more threatening than this thing.
Zhou Ye inwardly curled his lip.
He could sense that the energy transferred to the imaginary space was rapidly decaying and decomposing, no longer even qualified to be used as a power bank for him.
"No...no!"
Kokober finally recovered from the enormous shock, his face drained of color.
He still has a trump card!
He also has this altar that covers the entire academy!
Once the magic circle is activated, everyone here will be transformed into energy. No matter what kind of monster they are, they will all perish together!
"What [God-Slaying Gear]! What spatial abilities! They are all illusory before absolute energy!"
He roared hysterically, like a drowning man grasping at a straw.
"Refine it for me! Refine it instantly—!"
He raised his hands high and frantically activated the huge crimson magic circle beneath his feet!
He wanted to turn the power of this altar up to its maximum!
He wanted to drain the life and soul of everyone here in that instant!
however.
What he received was not the spectacular sight of energy surging forth as he had anticipated.
Instead, it was a crisp sound, like glass shattering.
[Click——]
The sound was very soft, but it reached the ears of everyone in the deathly silent square clearly.
Kokober suddenly lowered his head.
He saw that a tiny crack had appeared on the magic circle pattern beneath his feet, which had originally shone with an evil red light.
"what?"
Followed by.
[Snap! Snap snap—!]
More cracks, centered on the first crack, spread wildly in all directions like a spider web!
The massive crimson array that covered the teaching buildings, the gymnasium, and the entire Kuoh Academy seemed to transform into the most fragile glass artifact at this moment!
"No! No! Why is this happening! Move! Get moving, you bastard!"
Kirkbor, acting like a madman, frantically poured magic into the magic circle.
But those magical powers vanished without a trace, receiving no response.
The crimson lines, as they spread to the extreme of the cracks, quickly dimmed.
finally.
【boom--! 】
A dull, cracking sound.
The entire enormous magic circle, which held all of Kirkbor's hopes and madness, shattered inch by inch right before everyone's eyes.
It transformed into countless red specks of light that danced in the sky, and then slowly dissipated into the night wind.
"..."
Kokober floated in mid-air, his body stiff.
He stared blankly at the dissipating light, then looked at the demons on the ground, supporting each other, all with equally bewildered expressions.
Finally, his gaze fell on the man who had been standing quietly the whole time.
is that a lie.
This must be an illusion.
From planning to execution, from dignity to power, everything was utterly crushed into dust.
Rias and the others were completely stunned.
That massive magic circle, powerful enough to destroy the entire academy and fill them with despair, just... shattered?
It got stepped on by Zhou Ye, and then... it shattered?
Zhou Ye ignored the astonishment of the crowd.
He turned around, gently patted Rias's head, and casually wiped a speck of dust from her cheek.
"Are you okay?"
"Um……"
Rias nodded subconsciously, a sour feeling welling up in her nose.
Zhou Ye then turned his gaze back to the distraught figure in mid-air, his face bearing a detached indifference that suggested he had seen through everything.
He cleared his throat and broke the deathly silence in a casual tone.
"Times have changed, old Deng."
Those six simple words were like an invisible hammer, slamming hard into Kokober's heart.
"you……"
Kokober's lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a single word.
Zhou Ye showed no sign of stopping, continuing to analyze his pathetic reality in that calm tone.
"If you can't keep up with the times and lack the ability, it's only a matter of time before you're eliminated."
He pointed casually at Fried Selzan, who was still confronting Saeko Busujima in the distance, exuding an aura of madness.
"Look, the men you brought this time are just corrupt exorcists who have been blinded by power."
A hint of undisguised sarcasm curled at the corner of Zhou Ye's mouth.
"Not a single fallen angel is willing to come with you."
These words, like a poisoned dagger, precisely pierced Kokober's most vulnerable spot!
His ugly face instantly turned a deep liver color!
"You're talking nonsense! What do you know!"
Kirkbor roared hysterically, but his voice betrayed an undisguised bravado masking his underlying cowardice.
"They were just... just on another mission!"
"Stop lying to yourself."
Zhou Ye shook his head, his eyes looking at a spoiled child.
"Aren't they just those fallen angels? They saw right through you, didn't they?"
"You can't even unite your own people, yet you want to start a war? Even playing house makes more sense than that. That old fox Azazel has probably been looking for an excuse to clean house for a long time, and you've happily stuck your neck out for him."
Zhou Ye's words were piercing to the heart.
"They are willing to die for the future of the fallen angel race, but they absolutely do not want to be used as cannon fodder and betrayed to death by a selfish bastard like you!"
"Ah ah ah ah ah--!"
Kokober's psychological defenses were completely shattered at this moment!
Every word Zhou Ye uttered precisely struck at the deepest, most painful truth he didn't want to admit! 063
That's right!
Aside from madmen like Fried, not a single fellow countryman of cadre rank was willing to follow him in this operation!
Asasil and Shemhasa scoffed at his plans, and his other Ten Winged colleagues kept their distance from him!
He was isolated!
It was regarded as a problem that urgently needed to be dealt with by the entire organization!
"Shut up! Shut up!"
Kirkbor's eyes were completely bloodshot, his reason completely consumed by rage.
He abandoned all thought and all strategy, leaving only the most primal, beast-like killing intent!
"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to tear you to pieces!"
With a sudden flap of his tattered ten wings, he transformed into a jet-black meteor, swooping down towards Zhou Ye with a mad urge to perish together with him!