Chapter 132: Negotiating Terms of Surrender
Haru's eyes narrowed, his expression serious. Under the weight of everyone's gazes, he finally spoke.
"If all three factions submit to me, wouldn't that solve everything?"
Rias's eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat. She stared at Haru's serious expression, speechless.
Sona's face paled. She nervously adjusted her glasses, a shiver running down her spine as she looked at Haru. "Is he... declaring war?"
Vali's white armor materialized, the [Divine Dividing] shimmering behind him. He looked on with anticipation, his eyes burning with battle lust.
Azazel's black wings fluttered, his face darkening as he stared intently at Haru.
Sirzechs, his body radiating an aura of [Power of Destruction], as dark as the void, watched Haru impassively, waiting for him to continue.
Michael began to glow, holy energy swirling around her as a spear of light materialized in her hand once more.
Azazel, unfazed by the spear pointed at his head, said casually, "Are you two serious? Michael, Bael, do you really want to start a war? Don't blame me if I side with the Devils."
Sirzechs looked at Haru, uncertainty in his voice. "Are you... serious? Do you truly intend to subjugate all three factions?"
Azazel grinned, a predatory look in his eyes. "You've grown stronger, Bael, but even with the Angels on your side, you can't possibly hope to defeat a united front of Devils and Fallen Angels. The three factions are already weakened. A war now could destroy us all."