The Ultimate Lich King

"If you think you can take advantage of the chaos and escape by throwing out the news of the death of a guy who has nothing to do with us, I can only say that you are really overthinking. Don't forget that we are demons. We should cheer for the death of God. "

After comforting Aisha, Ye Yu turned his head and looked at Kokbol in front of him with a sneer.

"I can run away?! Are you kidding? Who do you think you are! Don't be too arrogant, junior. I will let you know what absolute power is with the next blow!"

Kokbol yelled angrily, but anyone could hear that there was a hint of lust in the words of this powerful fallen angel cadre.

Kokbol has begun to be afraid. The reason why he was able to survive the battle that killed the gods was not because of how strong he was, but precisely because he cherished his own life.

He is cruel, tyrannical, and warlike, but he cherishes his own life extremely. When he sees an opponent who is stronger than himself, he will never step forward to fight to the death.

The so-called war in his mouth, the war he expected was nothing more than the massacre of the weak to satisfy his sadistic heart.

During the short period of fighting Ye Yu, Kokbol felt indescribable depression. This feeling was just like the war in the Twilight of the Gods.

In the war when the city of gods fell, Kokbol's strength was nothing. Kokbol had experienced the aura that could easily kill him many times. Although Ye Yu's aura was obscure and difficult to distinguish, it gave Kokbol a strong pressure.

The feeling of being killed and the pressure.

Suddenly, Ye Yu and Kokbol's attention was drawn to the sky. In the dark sky, unknown and powerful power fluctuations were rapidly approaching.

At the same time, Rias and others also noticed something unusual.

Whoosh!

Everyone present once again felt unspeakable tension and fear running through their bodies.

Immediately, an overwhelming and despairing power difference came from the sky.

Click!

A white flash cut through the dark world and fell from the sky. If it fell to the ground at that speed, it would definitely form a crater with a loud noise, and then stir up dust like a sandstorm.

However, nothing like this happened.

White light shines in front of everyone's eyes.

Shining in the darkness, a white thing invisible to all gray and shadows, floating there at a certain height from the ground.

White full body armor. There are gem-like things inlaid everywhere on the body, and even the face is covered by armor, and the man's expression is completely invisible.

There are eight wings of light on the back. The wings cut through the dark night and emit a sacred light.

"White Dragon Emperor..." Kokbol said the name of the guy in front of him with a solemn expression.

"One of the 'God-killing tools', the 'White Dragon Emperor's Light Wings'... has turned into the form of armor, which means that the posture is the 'White Dragon Emperor's Armor' in the forbidden state."

Kokbol clicked his tongue in displeasure, his eyes revealing a deep fear of the White Dragon Emperor.

"White guy! What do you want to do?!"

Then, after Kirkbol shouted these words, his black wings flew in the air.

In an instant, blood spurted out from his body.

"It's like a crow's feathers. It's a bit dirty in color. Assiel's feathers are darker, right?" Kirkbol's wings were torn apart at a speed that could not be discerned with the naked eye. The White Dragon Emperor said with a chuckle.

The man wrapped in armor holds black wings in his hand. Judging from the voice, the White Dragon Emperor should be a young male.

"You, you bastard! My wings!"

In a short period of time, his wings were cut off twice. When he covered the wound, Kokbol became furious, but the White Dragon Emperor just smiled indifferently.

"It's the mark of depravity anyway. People who have fallen below the ground don't need wings, right? Are you still planning to fly?"

"'White Dragon'! Are you planning to disobey me?"

Although Kokbol made countless light guns appear in the sky, the 'White Dragon' did not move and spoke.

"My name is Arubiang."

"Divide!" As the name was announced, a strange voice sounded.

After hearing the sound, the aura covering Kirkbolt's body decreased in one breath.

Half of the light guns floating in the air disappeared.

"One of the abilities of my artifact 'White Dragon King's Wings of Light'. Halve the power of the person it touches within ten seconds. Your power will become my food. There is not enough time. Hurry. Just fall down and become invincible even to humans."

Ye Yu stood aside and squinted his eyes to observe. He couldn't tell what happened at that moment. All he knew was that it was a completely incomprehensible force, and it weakened Kirkbol's power by half in an instant.

Is this the power of the God's Destruction Gear?

The 'White Dragon Emperor's Light Wings', which can be said to be one of the most famous god-killing tools in the world, showed its posture in front of Ye Yu. It was overwhelmingly powerful without any reservation, even if it was Ye Yu didn't dare to face its edge.

Flapping his remaining wings, Kokbol faced off against the 'White Dragon' Arubiang, but was toyed with by the speed of light and could not catch up at all.

After several times, Kirkbol's movements had slowed down to the point that everyone present could handle it easily.

"It's already at the level of an intermediate fallen angel. It's too boring. I thought it would make me happy... but it's over."

call.

Arubiang's body disappeared from sight, the light drew a trajectory, and the white figure flew straight towards Kokbol.

Boom~!

Arubiang's fist penetrated deeply into Kokbol's abdomen. The fallen angel cadre's body bent, and blood and vomit from Kokbol's mouth spilled all over the floor.

"How, how is it possible...I, I..."

"What, you actually said such a poorly used line. How is it possible? Me? What follows? How could this happen?"

Arubiang laughed wantonly.

"Asher said that he would take you back even if he had to force me. You went a little too far."

"You guy! That's it! Azazel...Azazel~~~~~! I, I~~~~~~!"

Boom~!

Arubiang's fist flew towards Kirkbol's face.

Snapped…….

Kokbol lost strength on the spot and fell to the ground.

The fallen angel leader with ten wings lay on the ground.

This powerful fallen angel leader, who was so powerful that Rias and others felt despair, fell down like a dead dog and was carried on the shoulders of the White Dragon Emperor.