Anime Crossover: Starting with an Infinite Dragon God as a Mount

Seeing Azasil fully prepared, Shemhasa leaned close to him and whispered something.

“That’s natural.” Azazel wasn’t surprised and simply nodded. “The enemy has made such a big fuss that there are probably very few in the world that can handle it.”

To avoid causing panic, what he didn't say was...

This matter may be related to the God of the Bible, or perhaps the God of the Bible wants to offer the three nations as sacrifices for his return.

However, those who once trembled in fear before the Lord of the Cross could not possibly lack this keen insight.

To prevent this monster that was weighing on their heads from returning, those guys would naturally spare no effort to take action, even if it was just a possibility.

Regardless, the situation faced by the fallen angels, or rather the three races, will be disrupted.

Anyway, even if things get worse, at least it will be better than it is now.

Their sphere of influence may shrink, but at least they will not disappear completely from history.

In addition, some mythological forces are already suspicious of the sudden turmoil within their ranks.

Now that they know there's more to the story than meets the eye, they naturally suspect that the person behind the scheme and the one who plotted against the three races might be the same person.

"Is everything ready?"

"Yes. A small number of low-profile high-ranking combatants and some young clansmen have been relocated."

"That's good. If the worst happens, let them go into hiding and never have anything to do with us again." Azazel nodded gently. "And what about those human artifact wielders we trained?"

"We've always been quite kind to them, so even in their fallen state, none of the fallen angels have truly turned against us. And even with losses in the war, there are still quite a few willing to continue fighting for us," the fallen angel Shemhasa replied immediately, then added with a hint of regret, "It's just a pity, Vali..."

Upon hearing this, Asa Sheldon's expression changed slightly.

Vali was his adopted son.

Admittedly, the initial reason for adopting him was his potential as the White Dragon Emperor.

However, they later developed a deep affection for each other.

In his eyes, that was his rebellious son who often caused him trouble.

Unfortunately, before the war between the three races reignited, Vali had already completely disappeared.

It seems likely that the odds are against them.

He naturally didn't know that Vali, the White Dragon Emperor, was killed by Cao Cao on the grounds that "divine artifacts entrusted to humans can only be held by humans."

And now...

"According to our intelligence, the last place Vali was seen seems to be the territory of the Calamity Gang, right?" Azazel asked in a gloomy tone.

Shemhasa nodded slightly, his expression equally grim: "Yes, not only that, there are recent rumors that the Heroic Faction of the Calamity Clan seems to be tracking the whereabouts of the artifact, and this matter may be related to them."

Azazel closed his eyes, his fists clenching unconsciously.

"Although there are things I want to do now, I am, after all, also the governor of the fallen angels."

"If I survive this, then—"

Before he could finish speaking, a look of astonishment and surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

"Wali?"

Before Azazel emerged from the forest the figure of a white-haired youth.

A cheerful and handsome smile, and slightly messy, sweaty silver-white hair.

The tattered shirt revealed obscure, red patterns of unknown meaning.

In his blue eyes, a fierce, golden, demonic light seemed to flicker.

Bright wings of light unfurled behind him.

"Yo!"

Vali raised his hand and greeted him with a bright smile.

"Long time no see, you old geezer."

Chapter 170 The Holy Mother of the Highest Heaven

"Hey, long time no see, you old geezer!"

Vali raised his hand, a bright smile on his face, and greeted him.

Golden light lurked within their blue eyes.

"Wali!"

Even with Azazel's mature and composed personality, he couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

Vali is the child born to a human and the grandson of the original demon king Lucifer. At birth, he was inhabited by the light wings of the God-Slaying Gear, White Dragon Emperor.

His grandfather, Lezewium, found it amusing that the artifact of destruction created by the God of the Bible had taken up residence in Lucifer's bloodline.

Therefore, he asked his son to join him in persecuting his grandson.

His father was also afraid because his son's talents surpassed his own, and often abused him.

His mother, the only person in the family who wanted to protect him, was often beaten for this.

He later fled his family and was adopted by the fallen angel governor Azazel after being rescued by his servants at great personal risk.

It was under Azazel's guidance that he learned to communicate with Albion, the White Dragon Emperor residing within him, and to unleash the power of the God-Slaying Gear.

Azazel, the governor of the fallen angels, had a transformative influence on Vali.

It's fair to say that without Azazel, Vali would likely have died long ago as a cowardly human-demon hybrid.

As for Azazel...

Vali, the boy he had personally watched and guided grow from weak to strong, from timid to the cheerful and confident boy he is today, is no different from his own son.

Even though he knew that his adopted son was quite restless and spent his days hanging out with terrorists in the cult, he turned a blind eye and let him do as long as it wasn't too outrageous.

so......

"Azazel! Come back!"

Shemhasa's expression suddenly changed, and he raised his hand to press down on Assassin's shoulder, pulling him back with all his might.

"Pfft-"

Azazel's face was expressionless as he tilted his head slightly.

Then, he raised his hand and wiped his face.

The bright red bloodstains on his fingers were particularly striking.

"Walli, do you know what you're doing?"

He asked softly.

There are far too many suspicious things about Vali, who suddenly appeared here.

However, his recent ecstasy overwhelmed his vigilance as the governor of the fallen angels.

Almost subconsciously, he just wanted to take a few more steps closer to Vali.

If Shemhasa hadn't pulled him back in time—

So, perhaps his head has already been cut off by his beloved adopted son, Vali.

"This kind of thing..."

Azazel spat lightly, and the bloodstains on his fingers fell to the ground with a "plop".

"It can't be explained simply by using the term 'rebellious period'."

"Of course I know, that's why I came here specifically to find you."

Vali Lucifer wore a radiant smile, his blue eyes sparkling with dazzling gold, and his chest adorned with fiery red stigmata.

"Fighting, nothing more."

"I crave battle, I crave to defeat the strong. But above all, what I desire most is to defeat you, Father."

The wings of light behind the current White Dragon Emperor shone brightly, and he laughed joyfully.

However, the fighting spirit and determination blazing in his eyes proved that what he said was true.

He was determined to defeat his adoptive father, who had saved his life.

Because Azazel is a true father to him, he must defeat him himself.

"Only I can defeat you and lead you to the Golden Sanctuary!"

The Golden Sanctuary? What's that?

Such doubts flashed through Azazel's mind, but ultimately he could not find out due to the gap in intelligence.

Vali seemed to offer no explanation for this.

But it doesn't matter.

Because at this moment, there are more important things than investigating Vali's words.

"It's really frustrating. Wanting to defeat adults and prove their strength is indeed a common behavior of rebellious children."

Azazel scratched his somewhat messy brown hair, his eyes wide open with dark circles under them.

"But unfortunately, I still have a lot of work to do right now."

"If you really want something to play with, how about I buy you a spinning top? If that doesn't work, you can ask around and see if anyone still has a rubber duck in their bathroom."

As he said this, the Fallen Angel Governor's lips curled into a mocking smile.

Perhaps there's also a element of self-deprecation in it.

"Sorry, I'm all grown up now, I don't play those childish things anymore."

As Azazel began to respond to his (acbd) hostility in a tit-for-tat manner, Vali laughed even more heartily.

If we're talking about formidable opponents, in terms of sheer strength, Azazel is a fairly suitable worthy adversary for him.

As the governor of the fallen angels, he was powerful enough, but not so powerful that he would despair.

Moreover, it must be admitted that Azazel, who once saved him, was indeed someone he longed to surpass.

But in the past, Vali would never have had such thoughts.