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Little Garden 341-345
🕑 Added 2025-11-14 10:49:13 +0000 UTCTitle: Are You Really Here to Stop the Invasion?
“Alright, I guess the time is right, let’s go now.”
Aslan stood up and said casually.
Right?
Akeno, Rias, and even Suzaku were confused.
What was right?
Just then, accompanied by the sound of familiar footsteps, a crow tengu came to the front of the room and knelt on one knee.
“Holy Son, Fallen Angel Governors Azazel and Baraqiel have come to visit.”
Hearing Baraqiel’s name, Akeno showed no reaction, as if she was unmoved by it all.
Meanwhile, Rias cast a strange glance at her best friend and quickly recognized her subtle movements.
(Great, it turns out she’s trembling! Akeno wants to run away.)
(Whenever she wants to avoid something, she unconsciously shakes her legs. Do you think I don’t notice?)
Thinking this, Rias smiled sweetly while taking Akeno’s hand, actually holding her back to prevent her from escaping.
“Why you?”
Akeno turned her head expressionlessly.
“To help you!”
Rias felt it was necessary to help her best friend resolve her emotional issues, and at the same time, find an opportunity to send a message out.
Although Aslan hadn’t restricted her, she always felt that the other party must have restricted her somewhere.
Coincidentally, she also saw that her best friend didn’t know how to deal with her father, so shouldn’t she help her?
Aslan turned his head and glanced at Akeno.
“Go and see together.”
Akeno was about to refuse, but before the words could come out, she was already pulled by Rias to follow behind Aslan.
“Ugh...”
For the first time, Akeno had the urge to break off her friendship with Rias.
“Nice to see you again, Azazel.”
In front of the temple, Aslan smiled and extended his hand to Azazel.
This was his good employee in the future, how could he treat him badly?
The Mechanical Gods problem still required his efforts.
What he wanted to create was a Mechanical Dragon, which might overlap with the direction of the Mechanical Gods, but overall there were still differences.
Azazel saw this scene, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
(He wasn’t this polite last time. Is he so eager to welcome me to work?)
He remained calm on the surface, while shaking Aslan’s hand, he smiled and said.
“Buddy, is there a problem with the stuff you gave me? Why can’t some of my techniques be replicated?”
Aslan rolled his eyes somewhat speechlessly.
(If you can’t research it, don’t hide it. What the hell is this excuse about techniques not being replicable?)
“Isn’t it normal for the rules between different worlds to be slightly different, and techniques can’t be used?”
(Why don’t you think about your own efforts?)
(I didn’t try? Ever since I took these things from you, I haven’t slept for several days and nights, and I haven’t seen anything...) Azazel complained inwardly, but on the surface he remained friendly.
He was stuck at the firewall and anti-cracking mechanisms of those Mechanical Evil Gods.
After all, the Evil Gods in the ExE world had invaded many worlds, and they must have encountered worlds with anti-cracking capabilities.
The relevant technology tree and skill tree must have been mastered.
If there were indeed huge loopholes, it was estimated that the Spirit Gods in the ExE world would have destroyed them long ago.
“I’m just worried about what to do if I break some problems.”
Azazel said very kindly on the surface, after all, there were outsiders here, otherwise, he would definitely let Aslan see what salaryman anger was called.
Is this a job a human can do?
He was almost hurt again by the firewall.
“Don’t worry, I’ll demonstrate it to you in a moment, and you’ll understand.”
Aslan said with an unchanging smile. This was indeed because he hadn’t considered it thoroughly. Firewalls or the like, he could replace them with the Concept of Substitution at will.
He hadn’t considered this problem at all.
“Demonstration?”
Azazel was stunned. Was this something that could be demonstrated?
There were still many people here, and who knew how many outsider spies were mixed in here?
Otherwise, did he need to be so vague?
Azazel felt anxious. He felt that such a blatant Aslan was a bit unreliable.
“By the way, I’ll also demonstrate the results of my design to you.”
Aslan said with a smile, and also to reprimand the Fallen Angel.
(This brat Azazel is not calm. Do you really think that if I let you research, I can teach you these things to others at will?)
For him, Fallen Angels were not that important, and Azazel was not that important either.
Combat power was even less important. If it weren’t for observation, and for this name, he could solve the ExE world alone.
“Then, please follow me.”
Aslan said, glancing at Baraqiel beside him who was even more excited than Azazel.
Although Baraqiel’s excitement was because his daughter was finally willing to see him.
Although Akeno only stood behind Aslan, staring at him coldly, at least she was willing to see him, right?
All of this had to be thanked to God.
Baraqiel glanced at Aslan happily. Ever since he was saved by him, everything had been going in a better direction.
Then, under Suzaku’s guidance, they arrived at what used to be a factory construction site.
However, the site had just been completed, directly going bankrupt due to a broken capital chain, leaving only this site.
After Suzaku gave the order, with the operations of the Five Great Clans, within a few minutes, they had already completed the purchase formalities.
Although it was still in progress, it didn’t affect the fact that this site already belonged to Aslan.
Entering the factory, Aslan snapped his fingers, and in an instant, what was originally an abandoned factory transformed into a giant operating machine production factory.
Everyone hadn’t even had time to be impressed, and in the next moment.
Many components flew from the assembly line and began to assemble themselves in the open space.
What was being assembled?
Question marks appeared in everyone’s heads.
If they weren’t mistaken, that energy core emitting an aura of destruction, if it lost control even slightly, would be enough to make the entire Japan experience its highest temperature again.
However, Azazel, who had researched Sacred Gears quite a bit and had studied Magic Tools technology and dismantled Mechanical Evil Gods overnight, could see the rough outline.
(This... Could this be assembling a Mechanical God?)
As if seeing Azazel’s doubts, Aslan smiled and explained.
“This is the Mechanical Dragon Prototype Type-Kinoe currently being assembled.”
Aslan explained with a smile.
“More specifically, you can just consider it a Mechanical Dragon.”
“Mechanical Dragon? What’s that?”
Everyone was confused. Only Azazel’s eyes shone.
“Don’t say much, after the assembly is complete, look at the finished product and you’ll know.”
Aslan didn’t talk much nonsense, he just silently accelerated time.
Why was this Mechanical Dragon produced so quickly? It was time, Aslan accelerated time.
A moment later, a magnificent mechanical Azure Dragon, made of pure steel and appearing lifelike, circled above the factory.
Although everyone couldn’t feel its threat level, they could feel the horror of its power just from its previous energy core.
Ignoring everyone’s reactions, Aslan was very satisfied looking at this Mechanical Dragon, after all, this was his creation.
Its success meant it could be mass-produced.
Sure enough, scientific technology is the primary productive force.
“How about it? Does anyone want to try Kinoe’s power?”
The answer was silence.
Not just Azazel, even Baraqiel and Akeno were silent, as if they had been hit by a silence spell.
Who dares? What should be done if something happens?
Of course, it’s not that they don’t trust Aslan’s technology, it’s just... this is too sci-fi.
Yes, sci-fi.
For them, the Miko, Devils, Fallen Angels, and Youkai, this was too sci-fi and too challenging to their worldview.
Their brains hung for a moment.
“So, is it true that no one wants to try it?”
Aslan felt the atmosphere was a bit strange. He didn’t say anything wrong, did he?
This has been fully demonstrated before their eyes, why are they all so timid?
“Holy Son, I want to try it.”
Finally, Baraqiel couldn’t stand it anymore and stepped forward.
As the Thunder Angel dubbed God’s Thunder, and also a Ten-Winged Fallen Angel.
Although he hadn’t reached the Transcendent level among Devils, ordinary Devil Kings were definitely not his opponents.
Generally speaking, shouldn’t lightning fight machines?
In the next moment, countless white feathers fell from the sky, and Baraqiel showed an angelic state of holiness.
After being saved by Aslan, he was purified and returned to the Angel Rank.
Countless lightning flashes wrapped around Baraqiel’s body, accompanied by a powerful swing forward.
The lightning formed a Lightning Dragon and attacked Kinoe...
Then the lightning light disappeared. Kinoe’s eyes, which were originally blood-red, turned green. This was a charging signal.
The air instantly fell silent, Baraqiel was stunned.
(Isn’t lightning supposed to fight machines? I saw it in movies and games like that, right?)
A moment later, Baraqiel, who hadn’t recovered, was kicked flying by Kinoe’s tail.
“This... This... Does this make sense?”
Akeno asked with a bit of confusion. As a colleague who often played games with Koneko, her sci-fi imagination was limited to the video games she had played.
“Come on, Azazel, try its combat abilities. You must know a lot of techniques, right?”
Aslan glanced at Azazel. Azazel could only fly with a bitter face and fight against the Mechanical Dragon Kinoe.
Of course, the result was undisputed, Kinoe won. After all, this was a prototype made with rare materials from the Little Garden. Its power was still very good.
The energy it used was the energy core dismantled from the Mechanical Evil God Rahu that Aslan captured, stable enough to support Elite Four-Digit level output.
After that, Azazel, who couldn’t counterattack, looked at Aslan strangely.
“Are you really sure you came to stop the invasion?”
(Aren’t you here to invade our world?)
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Title: Rias, You Really Are My Best Little Sister
“May I ask, this thing isn’t supposed to be mass-produced, right?”
Azazel couldn’t help but point at the Mechanical Dragon Kinoe and ask.
He had a faint bad premonition in his heart. What if this thing was actually mass-produced?
Strictly speaking, in his eyes, this Mechanical Dragon, in a certain sense, already possessed Transcendent-level combat power.
Its attack, defense, energy, and reaction speed far exceeded his own.
This Mechanical Dragon could truly be called a genuine weapon of war.
It should be noted that this Dragon hadn’t even used its standard Dragon Breath yet.
Hearing that, Aslan frankly rolled his eyes.
“Isn’t that nonsense? Why would I make a prototype if not for mass production?”
“In my concept, there should be sixty of these things, ordered according to the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches (Tiangan and Dizhi). Once sixty are collected, they can even combine.”
“It’s estimated that the power after combining could reach the level of a Dragon God.”
Mass production? Combining? Dragon God level?
The people present were shocked. Could such a powerful thing still be mass-produced? And even combine?
Was Aslan planning to conquer the world?
No, conquering the world wouldn’t require so many Dragon God-level existences.
Seeing their expressions, Aslan, who thought they were worried he was coming to invade the world, couldn’t help but roll his eyes.
“Relax, I’m not interested in these trivial things in your world. Aren’t there more good things in the universe?”
In this day and age, who lacks these ordinary resources? Ordinary resources lying on the ground wouldn’t even be picked up.
Hearing that, they also felt relieved.
That’s right, wouldn’t it be better to use this level of technology to mine minerals on other planets in the universe? How many resources could be obtained from Earth alone?
As for Little Garden, which divine faction hasn’t colonized several worlds and universes?
The only cost limitation was transportation cost. Dimension Gates or related Gifts to transport from outside to Little Garden were very expensive.
But for Aslan, transportation cost? What cost was that?
On the other hand, Azazel looked at this thing, curious, stroked it, and asked.
“How much does this thing cost? Can it be mass-produced?”
Aslan roughly estimated the price of the resources he used in Little Garden, about one million Thousand Eyes gold coins. This already included the use of many rare materials.
If produced using the processes and costs on Earth.
“In theory, the cost is about one hundred billion US dollars. But if the supply chain is already established, the cost can be reduced to about ten billion US dollars.”
The cost was indeed not low, but the combat power of this Mechanical Dragon was equivalent to a Transcendent.
Compared to training one Devil King, the cost of ten billion or one hundred billion US dollars was completely insignificant.
“The most expensive aspect is energy. Whether it’s component processing, technique engraving, or energy and charging, these are all major costs.”
Of course, this was for them. For Aslan, it was enough to find an uninhabited planet, input the design, and let the Autonomous Mechanism produce it itself.
The only cost was the design cost.
“At least ten billion US dollars...”
Azazel’s voice suddenly lowered, and he immediately fell silent.
He was still thinking of seeing if he could make a few to serve as the foundation of the Fallen Angels.
But this expenditure, even without calculating worker training... That’s right, creations of this technological level are not easy to mass-produce.
Money alone was still fine, but he imagined the upstream and downstream involved in creating this level of creation, and couldn’t help but feel a chill.
While thinking, Azazel again glanced at Aslan, looked at the factory here, and also thought about the Evil Gods in the ExE world, and fell silent.
Of course, this applied to their world...
Well, worlds can’t be generalized.
Innovation is indeed a major trend. No wonder the Devil faction was reforming.
Hearing that, Rias also felt relieved. The cost was very high, so it didn’t matter. Even if its combat power was very strong, it didn’t matter.
At least she didn’t have to worry about someone leading dozens of Mechanical Dragons to conquer the world.
However, this news alone, if revealed, would cause unimaginable turmoil.
Mysteries that have been passed down for tens of thousands of years must yield to technology that has only developed for a few hundred years...
“But you already have this kind of technology, why are you still coming to our world? To help us resist the invasion from the ExE world?”
Looking at the Mechanical Dragon, and thinking about the weak Devils in her world, Azazel gritted his teeth and asked with determination.
“Hmm... that’s a good question.”
Aslan pinched his chin and thought for a moment.
“Perhaps to preach?”
“I established a religion with more than two billion followers in my world, and coincidentally, you also have such a religion in this world.”
Yes, there was no God in Aslan’s world, only he was a Holy Son.
This world has a God, but no Holy Son who founded and wrote the Bible.
So, isn’t this a perfect fit?
Hearing these words about resisting invasion, Rias and Akeno, who didn’t know what was happening, were a little confused.
Meanwhile, Baraqiel was very clear.
At this moment, he hesitated looking at Rias, not knowing whether to explain.
After all, this was his biological daughter’s good friend, and the Devil faction would definitely know about these things. Aslan probably wouldn’t ignore the Devil faction.
As Sirzechs’s sister, Rias was still qualified to know about this matter.
So Baraqiel looked at Aslan, and Aslan waved his hand casually, signaling that he was free to do so.
He didn’t think of hiding this matter at all.
“Invasion of other worlds? Beheading Great Red with one strike? Savior from another world?”
Rias and Akeno’s faces changed drastically upon hearing this content.
They felt as if they had accidentally gotten involved in a major issue, and it was a major issue that could only be decided by the Devil Kings.
Thinking of this, Rias opened her mouth, shocked and at the same time looking at her good friend with a sad face.
“Don’t look at me, I don’t know either.”
Akeno would rather she didn’t know this news. Mechanical Evil Gods invading in thirty years, just thinking about it, she knew how difficult it would be.
The apocalypse crisis had fallen upon them. It should be noted that they were still high school teenage girls.
They had to worry about whether they could survive the apocalypse crisis thirty years from now.
“This time I’m really wronged by you, Rias.”
Akeno smiled bitterly. Hearing this news, she probably wouldn’t be able to sleep peacefully for a long time.
After all, Aslan came from another world. If he failed, he could return to his world.
What about them? What consequences would they face if they failed?
Rias turned her face away a little embarrassed. If she didn’t know, it might be better.
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In the afternoon, on the way to Yasaka Shrine.
“Sirzechs Gremory, Ajuka Beelzebub, I didn’t expect the two Devil Kings to come so quickly, that really surprised me.”
Azazel, who was leading the way, smiled cunningly, looking like someone with bad intentions.
The two strongest Devil Kings from the Devil faction came personally. If this wasn’t Kyoto, the Youkai territory, he would have already tried to trap and kill them both.
Ajuka looked at Azazel indifferently. He was very wary of this cunning old man.
Just on this journey, he had set up hundreds of techniques.
There were escape techniques, poisoning, stealth attacks, and detection. In short, as soon as the other party moved, he wouldn’t mind killing.
Although they came for peaceful negotiations, they also wouldn’t mind killing the Governor of the Fallen Angels and taking over the Fallen Angels.
After all, among the three factions, only the Fallen Angel faction was the weakest.
However, unlike Ajuka, who remained vigilant, Sirzechs continued to smile gently, as if he was truly a visiting guest.
Only his tone might be a little more aggressive.
“Azazel, what do you mean by saying we came so quickly?”
They came to the human world secretly. Although through Baraqiel’s channel, wasn’t it strange to use a surprised tone?
They came to pick up his sister, and also to negotiate... Ah, no, they came for peaceful negotiations, and also to pick up his sister. There shouldn’t be a problem, right?
Did the other party not intend to negotiate peacefully? Or were they stalling for time to set a trap?
Azazel said with surprise at this moment.
“Hmm? Didn’t your sister convey the information?”
(My sister? Rias?) Sirzechs frowned, not understanding what Azazel meant.
His sister didn’t convey information? What information wasn’t conveyed?
What exactly did Rias experience?
“This is strange.”
Seeing Sirzechs’s surprise, Azazel mumbled, but didn’t pay too much attention to it. This was indeed a matter that needed to be explained in detail.
“Since you don’t know, I’ll just mention it.”
Azazel spread his hands and said with a relaxed laugh.
“Not long ago, I heard from the Holy Son, that in thirty years, another world with several Legendary Four-Digit power Mechanical Evil Gods will invade our world.”
“Oh yes, almost forgot. In that person’s assessment system, an ordinary Devil King’s level is roughly Ordinary Five-Digit, and a Transcendent like you, Sirzechs, is roughly Legendary Five-Digit level.”
“Hmm, even the Infinite Dragon God Ophis is only Ordinary Four-Digit level.”
“Oh yes, Rias even visited a Transcendent-level Mechanical Dragon created by the Holy Son. Didn’t she tell you?”
Azazel spoke very casually, as if it wasn’t a big deal.
But Sirzechs was completely stunned.
(Damn it, Rias, what exactly did you do? Why didn’t you convey such important information?)
(No wonder Azazel was surprised. With such an important matter, who would come without discussion and preparation?)
(Rias, you really are my best little sister.)
(So much explosive news, important information, not a single one conveyed back. Is her brain damaged?)
Even Sirzechs, who deeply loved his sister, at this moment couldn’t help but entertain the thought of punishing his sister.
(That naughty sister, she’s usually very obedient and reliable, why is she so troublesome this time?)
(I was almost in trouble.)
“This matter, I didn’t know at all.”
Sirzechs said with a dark face.
At that moment, Ajuka, who had recovered from his shock, said in a strange tone.
“Perhaps, she thought the information couldn’t be conveyed?”
Such important and shocking information, how could she be allowed to convey it freely? In his opinion, Rias might not even be sure if she could survive, so how could she think about conveying a message?
If it were Ajuka, he would also doubt whether the message could be conveyed.
Of course, if Rias didn’t even try to send it, it would be a bit troublesome.
At that moment, Azazel laughed and said.
“You two are joking. The Holy Son never issued an order to block news. Rias and the others are free to move. Their phones weren’t confiscated either.”
Ajuka was completely speechless hearing this.
Since Azazel had said so, Rias might indeed not be restricted at all, except for a slight restriction of personal freedom.
As for why the information wasn’t conveyed, he didn’t know.
“That damn girl.”
Sirzechs’s mouth twitched. If it weren’t for the inappropriate atmosphere, and Rias not yet being caught back, he would definitely let their mother skin Rias.
This time he was truly put in a difficult situation, and completely fell into a passive position.
Thus, Rias achieved a triple kill.
First, out of curiosity why Kunou wasn’t his servant, she came to investigate, and successfully surrendered herself to Aslan.
Then, she pulled her good friend, wanting to ease the father-daughter relationship, and finally learned of the impending crisis news, successfully making both of them unable to sleep peacefully.
Finally, she forgot to convey the message back, successfully trapping her brother.
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Title: It’s Better If the Biblical God Stays Dead
“You two have arrived.”
At that moment, Azazel, who was walking ahead, stopped in front of the corridor and pulled the door open with his right hand.
Sirzechs and Ajuka fell silent and halted their steps.
Then, the door opened, and they could see the figure inside the room.
It was a man sitting cross-legged in front of a desk, propping his head with his left hand, twirling a pen with his right hand, and wearing a monocle, seemingly thinking or designing something.
(This man...) Sirzechs felt stunned.
He couldn’t see this person’s strength or weaknesses at all. This must be the Holy Son.
Sirzechs continued observing the room’s condition and saw Rias and Akeno there, casually playing on their phones without a care.
The corner of his mouth couldn’t help but twitch.
(You have time to play on your phone, but no time to send information here to your brother?)
(I’m really doting on you for nothing!!)
On the other side, Sirzechs saw a girl with black hair in gothic fashion whose expression was extremely pained.
(This? Ophis, the Infinite Dragon God?)
The information he received was only that the Holy Son led the Khaos Brigade to attack the Kyoto Youkai. What happened to this Infinite Dragon God?
How could he make the Infinite Dragon God show such a pained expression without getting killed?
“Aslan, can you not compile Authorities?”
Ophis, with a sulky face, tugged at the corner of Aslan’s clothing and said pitifully.
She was still a young Dragon. Forcing a young Dragon like her to study such advanced knowledge was too painful.
She just wanted to get back her Silence.
Aslan grinned, stroked Ophis’s head, and said very gently.
“No, you don’t want your homeland to be taken over by existences like Great Red again, right?”
“As long as you compile the Authority of 【Infinity】, even the Evil Gods from the ExE world won’t be your opponents.”
(Tch, I’m working hard, studying, designing here, Ophis, what are you doing here?)
(Young Dragons your age should stay in school and study diligently.)
Aslan swore, he didn’t mind at all if Ophis could be the mascot and he had to work hard.
All of this was for Ophis’s own good.
After all, as the Infinite Dragon God, Ophis had too great an advantage on the path of 【Infinity】.
The concepts gathered in her had already reached the level of compiling Authorities. She just needed to learn a little, and she would be able to compile her own Authority quickly.
But Aslan didn’t expect that Ophis was the type of person who couldn’t learn even if she tried hard.
It wasn’t because her talent was insufficient. Hearing jokes about pure-blooded True Dragons with inadequate talent was enough.
She purely just didn’t want to learn.
Although the quantity of information and the difficulty of understanding might be a bit excessive.
But sooner or later, she had to learn. Aslan was now just helping Ophis catch up early.
After soothing... ah, no, after comforting Ophis, Aslan turned around and pointed to the chair in front.
“Sit down.”
Sirzechs and Ajuka exchanged glances, then Ajuka shook his head, signaling there were no traps.
That’s right, with the Infinite Dragon God here, what traps were needed? Just suppress all the disobedient ones.
After that, Ajuka and Sirzechs both looked for seats.
Azazel stood at the door with a grin, not moving, just asking.
“Holy Son, is it okay if I observe from here?”
“Up to you.”
Aslan said in a casual tone.
(This cunning old man must have come to laugh at us...) Ajuka and Sirzechs thought so.
At the same time, they also considered countermeasures, both against the ExE world and their attitude toward this Holy Son.
(Sigh, we miscalculated. The missing information is too serious.)
Sirzechs’s face was somewhat gloomy. What could he do after being tricked by his sister?
If only he had known earlier and made preparations... It seemed that wouldn’t help either, right?
Two Dragon God-level existences, struggling would be completely useless.
Fine.
Sirzechs and Ajuka truly had no choice.
It seemed this matter from beginning to end didn’t give them room to choose.
At that moment, Aslan at the desk asked casually.
“I’m sure Azazel has already told you about the specific situation, right?”
Hearing that, Sirzechs nodded slightly, indicating that Azazel had informed them.
Seeing Sirzechs’s reaction, Aslan continued.
“Since you already know the situation, I won’t talk much nonsense.”
“I plan to resurrect the Biblical God.”
As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere suddenly tensed.
Azazel jolted, leaving an afterimage in his place, and instantly appeared beside the desk, his emotions slightly out of control.
“What did you say?”
“I plan to resurrect the Biblical God. Is there a problem?”
Aslan glanced at him indifferently. Although he still appreciated his talent, if Azazel tried to stop him, he wouldn’t mind replacing his subordinate with a more obedient one.
“Your Highness Holy Son, there’s no problem at all. I was just momentarily emotional.”
Azazel took a deep breath, stabilized his emotions, apologized to Aslan, and then stepped back to the side.
Don’t look at him thinking every day how nice it would be if the Biblical God were still alive... or something like that, but when he heard the day when the Biblical God could truly be resurrected.
His first reaction was to find ways to hammer more nails into the coffin where the Biblical God died.
After all, the old father who died before his eyes suddenly rising. Anyone would be shocked.
Although he knew the Biblical God wouldn’t do anything to them, the feeling of fear and horror remained.
Among the three major factions of Biblical Mythology, perhaps only the Angels in Heaven would truly welcome the Biblical God’s return from the bottom of their hearts?
On the other side, Sirzechs and Ajuka’s expressions also distorted.
They initially suspected if this Holy Son was the Biblical God. Turns out he wasn’t the Biblical God, but an existence comparable to the Biblical God.
This was still understandable, but now the other party wanted to resurrect the Biblical God. For them, this was like a bolt from the blue.
Of course, it wasn’t a bolt from the blue in terms of survival, but a bolt from the blue in terms of life and social systems.
Devils were also creations of the Biblical God, and based on records of the Biblical God’s personality, She wouldn’t attack Her creations.
But Devils, Angels, and Fallen Angels were races She created to maintain the world’s balance.
In the Biblical God’s definition, Devils were the negative image, representing the aspect of evil, and even carved it into the system the Biblical God used to govern the world.
But now, the Four Devil Kings led by Sirzechs had reformed the Devils.
Have you ever seen Devils with insurance and pension funds? Have you ever seen Devils that don’t devour souls, and take the path of sustainable development with soul energy?
Have you ever seen Devils building Underworld railroads, engaging in real estate, TV stations, and promoting idols?
The current Devil society isn’t much different from human society, and even because of magic techniques, its technology is more advanced, resembling a future society.
However, in the Biblical God’s definition, Devils are a race that lives in sulfur-filled places, devours human souls to survive, and is bloodthirsty.
Considering the Biblical God’s personality described in the Old Testament, what would happen could already be imagined.
No need to think hard, the resurrection of the Biblical God was clearly not a good thing for them.
The Devils’ fear of the Biblical God was already ingrained in their bones.
It’s better if the Biblical God stays dead...
“Your Highness Holy Son, may we request that you be the one to...”
Sirzechs didn’t react immediately. In mythology, the Holy Son, Biblical God, and Holy Spirit have a Trinity relationship.
So, couldn’t the Holy Son become the Biblical God?
At least compared to the Biblical God described in Old Testament records and others, they were more willing if this Holy Son Aslan was the one above them.
But Aslan glanced at Sirzechs somewhat speechlessly and couldn’t help but roll his eyes.
“If the Biblical God isn’t resurrected, are you relying on weaklings like you to fight against the ExE world’s invasion?”
Instantly, Sirzechs was speechless.
Aslan truly stood on the moral high ground and criticized him.
How dare he sacrifice the entire world for his own Devil race?
“Don’t forget, Great Red was beheaded with one strike by the other side.”
Silence. At this moment, no one could say anything.
With such a major interest at stake, they couldn’t say they didn’t want to cooperate at all.
Moreover, Aslan and Ophis could send them to the afterlife in minutes if they wanted. They absolutely couldn’t obstruct Aslan’s will.
Additionally, the Biblical God’s battle record was truly extraordinary.
Creating a system that governs the world.
Creating Angels and Devils, and indirectly creating Fallen Angels.
Sealing countless evil entities harmful to humanity, creating many Sacred Gears to empower humans, threatening other god factions so they didn’t dare act too far against humans.
Annihilating the Beast of the Apocalypse 666 on Her level, and sealing its remains.
Although because of this, She exhausted Her energy, consumed too much, and was sneak-attacked by Devils and Fallen Angels.
But She still fought against the Four Devil Kings plus all experts from the 72 Pillars on the chaotic three-faction battlefield.
Simultaneously sealing the Two Heavenly Dragons that came to interfere, and taking time to create two Longinus to bolster humanity’s foundation.
Finally, before running out of life, She dragged the Four Devil Kings, Primordial Lilith, and most of the 72 Pillars’ combat forces to die with Her.
What kind of battle record is this? Even Aslan found it hard to say that if he were in the Biblical God’s position, he could do better than that.
Indeed, everything named Yahweh and related to the Monotheistic God couldn’t be underestimated.
Even if the Biblical God were directly placed in Little Garden, Aslan had no doubt that She could create a new world in the current Little Garden.
Is this the homologous entity of that Dystopian Yahweh? That’s also quite terrifying.
However, he himself wasn’t bad either.
In this situation, the damage caused to the ExE world by all the god factions worldwide might not even be as great as the damage caused by the Biblical God’s resurrection.
Sirzechs, Ajuka, and Azazel were all speechless.
Aslan had already finalized the matter. What more could they say?
Moreover, Aslan was informing them, not negotiating with them.
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Title: Cognitive Dissonance Regarding the Biblical God
“Besides, the Biblical God isn’t dead at all. Whether She wants to resurrect or not, it’s just a matter of a single thought for Her.”
Aslan shrugged casually.
He looked somewhat speechlessly at the people in front of him, whose reactions were far greater just after hearing he would resurrect the Biblical God, even greater than their reactions when hearing about the ExE world invasion.
“The Biblical God’s will is hidden within True Longinus, the Holy Grail possesses the Biblical God’s divine blood and vitality, and there’s the Heaven system. That person left many ways to resurrect.”
In this day and age, which expert with power doesn’t leave a way to resurrect?
In any case, Aslan didn’t believe it. The will was already left behind; it wasn’t difficult to leave a way to resurrect as well.
How much time does an expert need to return?
The experience is still there; they just need to walk the path they’ve taken once again, and they might even become stronger than before.
The reason the Biblical God hasn’t resurrected, Aslan might be able to guess.
It’s none other than secretly gathering power, training humans to face the ExE world invasion.
Otherwise, how could Hyoudou Issei, the protagonist in the original work, grow so quickly?
Growing to an existence on the level of a Dragon God in just a few years, to face the crisis of the ExE world invasion.
Aslan didn’t believe there was no conspiracy in it.
On the other side, hearing about the Sacred Gears mentioned by Aslan, Azazel’s face turned green.
“The Biblical God’s will is inside True Longinus?”
“The Holy Grail, True Longinus, and the Heaven system can resurrect the Biblical God if combined?”
“Damn, why didn’t I know this news?”
The next second, he thought of something and cursed.
“Damn it, no wonder Indra stole True Longinus. Turns out he knew about this a long time ago!”
Azazel had once heard news about the wielder of True Longinus appearing in the Eastern Continent. He had even secretly contacted them.
He had done things like this many times.
Like the Longinus wielder Vali Lucifer, he had contacted him in childhood and even trained him as the next generation Fallen Angel Governor.
As for this generation’s owner of Boosted Gear, he hadn’t confirmed it yet. He had suspected it was Hyoudou Issei, but now the signal was lost.
As for this generation’s wielder of True Longinus, Cao Cao, he didn’t know that Cao Cao’s Sacred Gear was True Longinus, and it was taken by Indra.
It wasn’t until Cao Cao activated his Sacred Gear that he greatly regretted it.
Now, after hearing what Aslan said, he regretted it even more.
If he had known that True Longinus could resurrect the Biblical God, he would have seized it even if it meant clashing with Indra, and sealed it with tens of thousands of seals so it would never appear again.
Now, all he had was regret.
“Is True Longinus currently in Indra’s hands?”
Sirzechs and Ajuka, who were hearing this for the first time, exchanged glances and saw the shock in each other’s eyes.
Good, Indra did the right thing.
With that, Aslan would at least have to make an effort to get it back, and at least it could buy some time.
“No, it’s in my hands.”
Aslan smiled and said. Otherwise, why would he have sought out the Khaos Brigade from the beginning?
(Damn!! Indra, why are you so useless?)
Instantly, Sirzechs, Ajuka, and Azazel wanted to curse.
They thought they could stall for a while? Turns out the plan failed before it even started.
(Indra, it’s truly shameful that you’re still the Eastern Heavenly Emperor and Ruler of Mount Sumeru.)
(Why can’t you control one True Longinus?)
However, they also knew that Indra might not know that True Longinus had slipped from his control.
They knew that Cao Cao joined the Khaos Brigade, and now the Khaos Brigade was controlled by Aslan.
Wasn’t it normal for Aslan to take True Longinus?
Indra did the wrong thing. After obtaining True Longinus, instead of sealing it, he let it move freely.
Seeing the expressions of the three, Aslan waved his hand indifferently.
“Enough, having opinions is useless. The Biblical God will definitely be resurrected.”
“Let’s deal with the ExE world invasion crisis first, then talk about the next things.”
“That makes sense.”
Azazel thought for a moment, slapped his forehead, and returned to his original position.
They were too afraid of the Biblical God.
But what would happen if the Biblical God truly resurrected? With the Biblical God’s personality, She probably wouldn’t do anything to them.
She might continue to maintain the status quo, unite forces to fight against the ExE world invasion.
When he fell, the Biblical God didn’t say anything.
After he fell, he came to Heaven and still enjoyed Angel treatment. The Biblical God saw him the same as seeing an Angel.
Only some of the currently aggressive Fallen Angels were frightened after seeing the Biblical God’s power during the ancient war.
And some newly fallen Angels felt guilty.
What was Azazel worried about?
At worst, he would hug the Biblical God’s feet, cry for a bit, and repent. Maybe the issue would pass.
Moreover, if the sky collapses, there’s still this Holy Son to hold it up.
Thinking of this, Azazel looked at Sirzechs and Ajuka with a mood like watching a show.
He knew how the Devils viewed the Biblical God.
In the eyes of the Angels and Seraphim who served the Biblical God closely, the Biblical God was the most compassionate existence in the world.
In the eyes of most Angels, it was more or less the same.
But in the eyes of Fallen Angels and Devils, it was completely the opposite.
Know the Old Testament? Although Azazel didn’t know who wrote the Old Testament, the Biblical God in the Old Testament mysteriously matched very well with the image of the Biblical God in their hearts.
Asking believers to kill their sons as a test; or unleashing the Great Flood out of wrath... The Biblical God who was fickle, cruel, tyrannical, and inhuman.
Who told the Devil race to be born and live in such a terrible environment like the Underworld Hell?
Devils spent a lot of energy and resources to make Hell a little more normal.
Didn’t they want to live in a world like Heaven full of gold and flowers? Were they happy living in an environment full of sulfur and lava like Hell?
This included cognitive dissonance.
Fallen Angels purely out of guilt, while Devils were truly afraid.
Otherwise, the Four Devil Kings and 72 Pillars wouldn’t have attacked the Biblical God together when She was weak.
At this moment, just as Azazel thought, the faces of the two Devil Kings were pale.
They almost cursed.
The atmosphere was silent for a moment.
Sirzechs and Ajuka exchanged glances, nodded to each other, and then Sirzechs said to Aslan with a serious face.
“The Devil faction hopes to sign a ceasefire agreement with the Angels and Fallen Angels. We hope the Holy Son can be the witness.”
No matter what happens next, at least the resurrection of the Biblical God and the ExE world invasion were certain.
Their goal never changed, which was to unite the three factions again, and even more united than when the Biblical God was still alive.
The times have changed; they must unite.
And it must be accelerated; they must find ways to pressure the Angels before the Biblical God resurrects, squeeze some resources from the Angels to cover the losses.
After hearing Sirzechs’s request, Aslan nodded.
“Sure.”
A ceasefire between the three factions was more convenient for him. With the time for signing the ceasefire agreement, he could take over the Angels all at once.
As for the Devils... Aslan never regarded the Devils as an equal faction.
For him and Algol, the Devils had no ability to resist at all.
Frankly, even if he asked all Devils to become his slaves now, it would just be a matter of one word.
Perhaps these two Transcendents had the ability to resist, but this resistance ability compared to Aslan and Algol’s control authority was meaningless.
Unless they truly abandoned their Devil bloodline, abandoned their past, and abandoned their power, then there might be a possibility to resist.
Hearing Aslan’s agreement, Sirzechs’s eyes lit up, and he continued.
“I hope the location is set at Yasaka Shrine in Kyoto.”
“For this, please forgive me, Your Highness Holy Son.”
Sirzechs’s tone even carried a bit of humility.
Kyoto? Aslan thought for a moment. That was good; he didn’t need to travel far, and his life at Yasaka Shrine was quite good.
The only thing to note was that he was taking away Rias’s business in Kuoh Town.
However, the impact wasn’t great, and not dangerous.
“Sure, right here. It also saves my travel time.”
“Glad you agree.”
Sirzechs breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time felt something off.
Why unconsciously did he feel unable to stand tall in front of Aslan? He couldn’t even muster the intent to resist.
This feeling was very strange, like meeting an ancestor.
No matter how strong the other party was, it shouldn’t make him feel this sensation coming from the depths of his blood.
Mysteriously, Sirzechs thought of the existence opposite to the Biblical God in the Bible—Satan.
The person in front of him was clearly not Jesus, the Holy Son.
At least, not just the Holy Son.
Instantly, Sirzechs’s face became even more unnatural.
His movements became stiffer, and his expression more nervous, afraid that Aslan would accidentally guess his thoughts.
As for the disguised identity that Aslan was currently wearing, he absolutely didn’t dare to reveal it.
(Damn, no wonder this Important Person never looks at them. Turns out they have no ability to resist at all?)
However, Sirzechs had an even more terrifying guess, one that made him not dare to think about it.
That is, this Holy Son was not a Holy Son at all. He came from another world, the Biblical God from another world.
Otherwise, why did he know so much about this world, and even be able to make Fallen Angels return to Angel Rank?
Sirzechs’s eyelids twitched, and he couldn’t help but look at Aslan.
If he really was the Biblical God from another world, why was he resurrecting the Biblical God of this world?
Sirzechs absolutely didn’t dare to continue that thought.
He knew very well that the more he knew, the faster he would die. Even though he didn’t know what this Holy Son was planning, it was enough for him to cooperate without thinking.
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Title: Truly No Turning Back
Feeling the change in Sirzechs’s attitude, Aslan felt strange but didn’t pay it much mind.
After all, as long as the other party was willing to cooperate, and willing to do so honorably.
If they weren’t willing to cooperate honorably, Aslan would naturally help the other party to cooperate honorably.
“Well then, the matter is settled like this. You all deal with it as soon as possible.”
Aslan paused for a moment, then turned to Azazel.
“As for the Angels, I’ll leave it to you to handle.”
Azazel’s face became bitter, but since this was Aslan’s order, he couldn’t refuse.
“Alright, I’ll go. I hope those old friends don’t kill me.”
Aslan couldn’t help but roll his eyes.
(If you want to ask for a life-saving item, just say so. Your words, it’s as if you’re going to die.)
“I can lend you Kinoe to research for a while. I hope you can give me results as soon as possible.”
Azazel was stunned for a moment, feeling as if he had been hit by a surprise.
“Boss, really?”
A Transcendent-level Mechanical Dragon? This thing looked cool just by looking at it.
Especially its combat power.
(If only I had known, I would have pretended to be pitiful earlier.)
Seeing Azazel’s face, Aslan waved his hand casually and chuckled several times.
He turned to Ajuka and said.
“Oh yes, I heard you’re a genius in techniques? You research the Mechanical Evil God with Azazel; I hope you can get results as soon as possible.”
Ajuka was stunned for a moment hearing that, but since it was Aslan’s order, he still nodded in confusion.
After that, Azazel and Ajuka left.
Aslan turned his head, looked at Rias, who was tense watching him and Sirzechs behind, and said with a slight disdain.
“Alright, your brother came to pick you up. It’s not good for you to keep staying here.”
“I don’t want to go back.”
As soon as Rias heard Aslan wanted to send her away, she immediately refused without thinking.
Aside, Sirzechs, who was smiling and preparing to take Rias back, his smile froze.
“Rias, don’t be reckless!!”
Sirzechs said seriously. He came here specifically to take Rias back.
“Onii-sama!!”
Rias was like a cat whose fur stood on end, feeling like she would pounce at any moment.
“When was I reckless!!”
“Can I still go back now?!”
“Huh? What do you mean you can’t go back now?”
Sirzechs stared in confusion.
(Rias was only captured for half a day; nothing should have happened. The Holy Son couldn’t have done anything to Rias, right?)
(Why can’t she go back? Did she really fall to the Devil?)
Sirzechs looked at Aslan suspiciously.
Aslan shrugged helplessly. It had absolutely nothing to do with Rias.
He only teased Rias a few times when he captured her. Other than that, he didn’t do anything.
How did he know what Rias was thinking?
Was he so bored that he had to hypnotize Rias?
Rias also looked at her brother in confusion.
“Didn’t the news of my capture leak?”
Generally, the fate of captured Devils is often not good; after all, female Devils are symbols of charm.
And the power of hybrid Devils is also not weak.
Plus, Rias also knew her family’s situation. Her brother, as Devil King Lucifer, was dealing with the Devil Council.
Once the news of her capture spread, those Elders would not let go of this opportunity to attack and target the Gremory Family.
She had just watched the Underworld news to see if there were any reports about her.
There weren’t any yet, but she thought they had already started writing them.
[Lucifer’s sister captured, and gave birth to hundreds of hybrid Devils...]
She had no doubt about this at all. Even humans had entered an era of endless entertainment. The Underworld, with more advanced technology, was naturally more terrifying.
Furthermore, with just one signal, the news could explode in the Underworld.
That might cause unimaginable impact and losses to the Gremory Family and her brother.
So she could only find a way to compensate for it. The way to compensate for it was very simple.
Finding professional buzzers to create hype, changing being captured by the enemy to willingly falling in love, or something like that, to recover losses.
Hearing that, Sirzechs was silent for a long time and sighed.
“So Rias, you watched the Underworld news and thought of ways to deal with it for a long time, did you forget to tell your brother this first, so I could prepare?”
Reputation loss was a small problem. At most, he would visit the homes of the Devil Council members one by one for a while.
They would naturally know what to do.
It was precisely the information Rias didn’t convey that almost harmed him and Ajuka.
Thinking of this, Sirzechs was truly speechless.
Rias smiled awkwardly.
The reason was that the news was too shocking, so she unconsciously ignored these things.
She unconsciously felt that such a big problem, her brother couldn’t possibly not know, and she didn’t need to convey the message.
She didn’t realize at all that Aslan and the others letting her participate, in a sense, was to let her carry that message to her brother.
While thinking, Rias looked at Aslan somewhat sadly.
(Why didn’t you remind me?)
“Why are you looking at me?”
Aslan shrugged. He had no obligation to specifically remind Rias.
Rias bit her teeth, angrily staring at him.
(I’m at least a pretty girl. Why does he treat me like this?)
(He captured me just to ignore me on the side?)
“Rias, come home with me.”
Sirzechs stared seriously. Even if he loved his sister very much, he couldn’t let his sister continue to be by Aslan’s side.
It was too dangerous.
“No, I still want to stay.”
Rias looked at him, her eyes showing a hint of unwillingness to give up.
“At least until I learn how to use the Magic of Destruction to destroy Concepts, I won’t go back.”
Clinging to the idea that herding one sheep is the same as herding a flock of sheep.
When Aslan taught Ophis how to condense Authority, he also mentioned it a little to Rias and Akeno.
Since they could be Heroines, their talents were naturally not bad.
Under Aslan’s guidance, even if only for half a day, their progress was still very clear; at least they saw the direction.
Aslan taught them orthodox knowledge, from Demonic Energy to Conceptual abilities.
Generally speaking, this was knowledge only accessible to Five-Digit levels.
But for Aslan, it wasn’t that valuable. In Little Garden, this was a common textbook.
It was just that when Rias said she wanted to stay, and when she saw Aslan’s face, her face couldn’t help but unnaturally blush.
Perhaps Rias herself didn’t realize it.
But for Sirzechs, who knew his sister very well, it was very noticeable.
He slapped his forehead helplessly.
His own sister had actually learned to offer herself, but... please choose the right target?
Was the Holy Son someone his sister could dream of?
However, seeing Rias’s firm expression, Sirzechs finally patted her shoulder helplessly.
“It’s up to you, but next time there’s any news, remember to convey it to me.”
(I’m tired; just destroy it. Whoever wants this naughty sister, please take her.)
(She was not only captured, she even fell in love with her captor in just half a day.)
Aslan, who Rias was staring at, couldn’t help but feel his eyebrow twitch.
He noticed Rias’s change but couldn’t explain the reason.
(My charm shouldn’t be this great, right? No way, right?)
He felt as if Rias had bad intentions.
However, what Aslan didn’t know was that Rias was purely a “Face Fanatic” (liking good looks). Frankly, she was tempted, although she herself didn’t realize it.
Precisely, it was because Aslan had conquered and successfully seized Algol, and Algol’s aesthetic taste was naturally unquestionable.
At the same time, as a Primordial Devil, Algol’s aesthetic taste greatly influenced all Devils, both in Little Garden and here.
Aslan, who had conquered Algol and shared his Spirit Status with her, in the eyes of Devils, was the Incarnation of Beauty.
Even if Aslan wanted to, he could even charm some Three-Digit level Archdemons from Little Garden.
It’s just that unlike Algol, Aslan’s charm was hidden, meaning it was easier to make Devils fall in love and offer loyalty.
However, even if Aslan knew, he wouldn’t say anything.
He came himself; not taking it would be a loss.
Saying that, Sirzechs turned and said to Aslan.
“Then, I entrust my sister to His Highness the Holy Son for these days.”
“No problem.”
Aslan stood up and extended his hand to Sirzechs.
“Pleasure working with you!”
“Pleasure working with you.”
Their hands clasped across the table under Rias’s witness.
After that, Sirzechs didn’t hesitate and left.
He even left somewhat hastily.
After all, he had to inform the Devil Council about the schedule of the three factions’ meeting in a short time and try his best to shorten the time.
And this was without Ajuka’s help. He could only rely on himself. Ajuka had to research the Mechanical Evil God with Azazel.
After Sirzechs left, only then did Rias realize what a foolish thing she had done.
She looked at her good friend Akeno with an almost crying face.
“Akeno, is it still too late for me to go back now?”
“Rias, what nonsense are you talking about? You already promised to stay; do you want to go back now?”
Akeno stared strangely and even reached out to touch Rias’s head.
“You don’t have a fever, do you?”
“Devil physics isn’t as fragile as humans.”
Rias stared at her good friend speechlessly, and at the same time felt dizzy.
(What should I do if I want to stay after a momentary impulse?)
While thinking, Rias looked at Aslan angrily, and after seeing him, she unconsciously fell back into the beauty of Aslan’s face, her face showing an unnatural blush.
“Hmm, it’s confirmed. Rias doesn’t have a fever; she’s in love.”
Akeno slapped her forehead helplessly.
