Chapter 515: Azeroth - Prologue of War (1/2)

Is it worth it? Just getting the Origin Crystal, I already had? Screw Arsene, Screw Lilith, Screw Asmodeus, all I want to do is sleep and study that damn Crystal when I feel like it.

Yet, for some reason, Sera is here drawing her blade. ”I want my brother's soul,” she said, eyeing me with her misty eye.

Out of all the Arch-Angels, I swear Sera is the most tolerable. She doesn't behave with a stick up her ass like the rest. That may be the reason I let her go last time.

”Arsene holds with him the Devil Soul of a Prince of Hell. Are we also not in the same boat?” Drar'ethiul added.

Sending a particular glance towards the Devil I could not be bothered to address, I shifted my attention back to Sera.

”Sera, if you attack now. This planet will surely die, but Arsene will live.” I claimed, finding it harder to fly. Man, I need a nap.

”Times are changing Azeroth,” Sera uttered, lowering her weapon. Creasing my brow at the deadly shift in the air, she continued. ”I am no longer the new Arch-Angel you once battle alongside, my brother. The Laws of Concordance is gone, and we are free.”

I smiled, ”So you finally did it, huh? Shame, I wonder how many fallen this will breed. Guess this is where everything changes. However, Angel, do you think the natural order will change because of this? We devils and Demons have struggled for the longest to grow. Simply recreating your Laws will do you know good.”

Seraphina lifted her blade and pulled at the scarf around her neck. Letting her neck breathe, she grew solemn and fearless. ”I am getting my brother back, Azeroth.”

”I swear, why can't the angels be like everyone else and simply wait till the wedding.” Said the scornful voice of Arsene.

Startling everyone, a being with two enormous wings unlike anything I had seen upon a devil or Demon soared into the skies reaching Drar's side in a matter of seconds; he narrowed his eyes. ”Greeting Lady Seraphina. Allow me to introduce myself.”

”No need. You will soon be ahead upon my blade.”

Arsene shrugged, ”I heard that plenty of times. But hear me out, what are you going to do about the two Fallens hiding in the shadows?”

”What are you talking about?” Sera startlingly said.

”Don't tell me none of you have gone out to make some treaties with the other Planes. Or did the Shadow and King refuse an audience?” He darkly mentioned with a chilling smile.

”Another devil's ploy! The last Fallen was killed by the—”

”Asmodeus, Baphomet, Azeroth, and Levi-Chan?” Arsene finished, grinning from ear to ear. ”Seems like this is but another thing the Angels are not aware of.”

Crackling with a bit of laughter Drar, spoke up, ”Now this is quite the theory, Arsene. Who would believe such a thing?”

”So even the great Prince of Deceit doesn't know. But you, of all people, should be able to tell if I am lying. So tell me, Drar am I lying.”

Is this true? It seems a lot of stuff happened while I was asleep, or maybe I wasn't listening. Baphomet, like Asmodeus, likes their voice. They never stop talking.