Chapter 127: Could Have Played for a Bit Longer
Xenovia, Irina, and Sona were awakened by the surrounding commotion, painfully opening their eyes with great effort.
"Damn it... Taken down in an instant..."
"We let our guard down..."
"Rias... Sorry to have caused you trouble..."
Rias said anxiously, "Sona, I'll rescue you right away."
Kokabiel looked down at Rias with an indescribable contempt in his tone. "Rescue? Just you all? How? That guy who calls himself Bael—is he here yet?"
Rias crossed her arms over her chest, looking at him with disdain. "Knowing that he is here, You still came, You've got some nerve, Fallen Angel Cadre—Kokabiel."
For a moment, Kokabiel was stunned. He hadn't expected that a high-class devil would dare to speak to him in that tone.
Who was he, after all? A renowned Fallen Angel cadre recorded in both the Old and New Testaments.
A super-strong being who survived the scary battlefield where God and the Four Great Satans perished together. As such an existence, how dare a high-class devil talk to him like this?
Kokabiel's pale face took on a greenish hue. Narrowing his eyes slightly, he said coldly, "Don't make me laugh. I was so 'shocked' when I heard from Azazel that Bael had been resurrected."