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

In his view, the three races, who already harbored deep hatred for each other, suddenly claiming to want peace was no different from the delusions of a child.

but--

"Do you think Azazel wouldn't see that?"

The fallen angel named Kirkbor had an uneasy look on his fierce and sinister face.

"Although Azazel is naive and weak, it must be admitted that he has a remarkably long-term vision in many matters—"

Kokober's face showed a mixture of fear, awe, and resentment.

In his view, Azazel was clearly a leader among the fallen angels who possessed both wisdom and power, yet he bowed down to angels and demons and longed for peace.

This action is undoubtedly a betrayal of one's own race.

However, what he didn't know, or rather, what he didn't want to admit, was that whether it was Azazel, Sazex, or Michael, choosing to put aside hatred and pursue peace was the truly wise decision.

The consequence of the war continuing will only be the gradual demise of the three races amidst internal strife.

Moreover, outside the biblical system, besides the three races of fallen angels, demons, and angels, there are other groups of gods eyeing the world covetously.

However, his almost instinctive fear of Azazel made him feel extremely uneasy at this moment.

He couldn't be sure if this tactic would fool Azazel, the ever-resourceful fallen angel governor.

Su Mu chuckled softly and glanced at Kokober's forehead.

On the forehead of this fallen angel, the Roman numeral V is faintly visible.

This represents the Hierophant, the great archangel who can control the will of the mind.

Su Mu developed a technique using the knowledge of the "Pope" from the Great Arcana, which can subtly control the opponent's mental will.

Moreover, this influence, like the corrosive effect of faith on the mind, is subtle and pervasive, gradually changing one's heart in a gradual and imperceptible way.

The first test subject of this newly created technique was Kokober.

This technique does not use powerful mental strength to control the opponent, but rather uses one's own knowledge to achieve a kind of "contamination," so it is basically undetectable.

The degree of contamination will deepen as the victim comes to agree with the practitioner's beliefs and ideas.

"Even if Azazel can see that this is someone else's attempt to sow discord—"

Su Mu calmly withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened and slowly spoke.

He didn't think he could fool everyone with this method.

Azazel was, after all, a wise man among the fallen angels, and Su Mu never thought he could outwit him.

The idea that one can manipulate everyone is arrogant to the point of being foolish.

"However, not everyone can think that way."

“Or rather, not everyone is willing to think that way. For example—” Su Mu raised his finger and pointed at Kirkbor in front of him, “you.”

Kokober paused for a moment, then suddenly realized.

After all, they were enemies who had fought each other for so long. Even though peace was gradually being achieved under the leadership of certain leaders, not everyone was willing to do so.

Because the three races, who are bound by a deep-seated blood feud, would find it difficult to put aside their desire for peace.

The heavens lost their beloved god, the underworld lost its four esteemed demon kings, and many fallen angels, including twelve-winged leaders, perished in the great war.

The hatred has been buried deep for a long time. Even if it gradually lessens over time, something will eventually settle and become more profound.

In addition, war also represents opportunity, meaning that more people from the lower classes may have a chance to climb up the social ladder.

Of course, these are often the ones who are sacrificed, especially those from June 613th.

Sometimes, the truth doesn't really matter.

The key point is that because of this kind of thing, groups that had gradually become more inclined to peace will inevitably recall their past hatred.

And those with ulterior motives will be tempted to act.

That's enough.

Moreover, it is by no means only fallen angels who would have doubts and feel uneasy because of such things.

Neither demons nor the heavens can truly remain uninvolved in such matters.

"No evil, no chains, no sin can bind us. No taboos are of any significance."

“Your God and your Lord have led you to this place. With your hand in sword, you shall destroy all the enemies of your Lord.”

"Leave no one alive, for all living beings must be sacrificed. Of all those who live, not a single one should remain; all must be given up—"

A sinister smile appeared on Su Mu's face.

"Go, Kirkbor!"

Kirkbor bowed slightly, the ten black wings on his back fluttering gently as he headed towards the King of the Horse Academy.

P.S.: Exams are over, hope they all passed... Getting back into the swing of things, getting back to updating. My brain feels completely foggy after all these days.

Chapter 105 Genuine Killing Intent

dusk.

The sky was a slightly ambiguous dusky yellow, and the end of the mountains outside Komao Town was bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun.

At the gate of Kuoh Academy, two girls from the church walked out, discussing with each other in distinctly melodious voices.

"Although he is a devil, he is relatively reliable when it comes to his partners."

Genova scratched his short blue hair and shrugged.

Feeling the gentle evening breeze, she didn't feel cold, but as a human habit, she subconsciously tightened her clothes.

Then, with a slightly surprised tone, she turned to her companion and spoke.

After all, they are allies who may fight side by side against the enemy, so they should have a basic understanding of each other.

That's why these two made a special trip to Komao Academy.

In any case, if neither side has any information about the other, then there is no way to talk about cooperation.

As for Shito Kurana, who was the main person in charge of the cooperation, his frankness regarding intelligence was quite satisfactory to the two of them.

While not entirely honest, it can be said that they have done their utmost.

Even the two church girls, who had considerable prejudice against demons, couldn't find fault with their partner's attitude.

"As far as I know, even in church legends, the devil, though cunning and evil, also has the characteristic of keeping his word."

Irina Zifang walked briskly, her chestnut-colored twin tails swaying gently, a faint smile on her face, clearly indicating that she was in a good mood.

"He's a very reliable companion."

The blue-haired girl sighed.

"What a pity. If I had known this earlier, I would have asked these companions to solve my housing problem."

"Of course, it's not that I'm dissatisfied with your childhood friend. But I still don't like owing someone a favor for no reason."

Genova rubbed his knuckles listlessly, blinked his blue eyes slightly, and began to complain.

If it's a partner with whom she has a cooperative relationship, she won't feel any psychological burden even if she has to trouble them a little.

However, Su Mu was just an outsider, and involving him or owing him a favor made her feel very uncomfortable.

From this perspective, although she is a warrior of the church, she is essentially a very simple and honest girl.

Given her personality, what she hates most is undoubtedly owing others something.

The reason why he decided to continue his mission even after learning that he had been abandoned by the church was probably because of this.

As an orphan adopted by the church, I already owe a debt of gratitude to the church for raising me.

Even if they are abandoned, they can never forget the kindness they once received.

Although I feel somewhat disheartened by the decision made by the church leadership, it doesn't mean that those who took care of me were all hypocritical.

"This one—"

Irina Zifang immediately showed a somewhat dejected expression, and even her two chestnut-colored twin tails seemed listless.

The main reason I decided to go and seek refuge with Su Mu was that I hoped to live closer to him.

As childhood sweethearts who had grown somewhat distant due to time and space, she still wanted to become more familiar with Su Mu.

Unexpectedly, Su Mu completely ignored her girlish feelings and arranged for her to move to another residence.

This turn of events caught her off guard, or rather, greatly disappointed her.

"But, in any case, it's really great that these demons are different from our old impressions," Irina Wisteria said sincerely, having composed herself.

“Yes, these guys are pretty good as allies.” Genova nodded with a look of deep agreement. “It seems that when we are fighting the enemy, we don’t need to spend too much time guarding against the malice of our allies.”

“No, what I mean is, judging from the behavior of these demons, Su Mujun’s willingness to believe them is not because she has been deceived or bewitched,” said Irina Zifang, a bright smile on her face. “That’s wonderful.”

"If Su Mujun has truly been bewitched, then my only option is to punish these demons. To be honest, the chances of success are almost zero—"

As Irina Zifang was speaking, a look of astonishment suddenly appeared on her face, and she looked warily at the distant sky.

Then, the expression on his face instantly turned solemn.

“Something is rapidly approaching—” Genova’s expression also turned serious.

She could clearly feel the suffocating oppression and the malice that seemed to come from a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​blood.

Before this, the two girls seemed harmless, just like ordinary teenage girls.

But at that moment, sensing the approaching enemy, they instantly transformed from harmless girls into battle-hardened warriors.

"...A cadre of the Divine Child's Watchers, the Fallen Angel Kirkbor—"

As the black-winged fallen angel rapidly swept across the sky and hovered above, both girls wore solemn expressions.

The ten wings alone were enough to demonstrate the opponent's status and power.

His status among the fallen angels is roughly equivalent to that of a few high-ranking angels in the heavens, second only to Michael and a handful of others.

"Ha, ha ha ha ha, I wondered who it was, but it really is a dog from the church."

Kokober's fierce face was etched with a sinister smile. He raised his hand to press on his neck and gently moved the bones in his neck, making a cracking sound.

"What, (Li Hao and Zhao) are you two sent by the church to your deaths?"