Soon, the four arrived at the edge of the central battlefield.
The Reformist faction was steadily advancing under Falbium's command, while the Satan faction was also charging relentlessly, unwilling to show weakness.
Looking at the battlefield, which was like a devil meat grinder, Abel felt somewhat complicated.
"What's wrong? Scared?" Serafall spoke at this moment.
Looking at the battlefield in front of her, her face showed a hint of sadness, but it was soon replaced by a look of determination.
This was for a better tomorrow!
She looked at Abel and asked, "Can you really end the battle quickly?"
Abel nodded. "Of course."
Then he looked at Serafall and teased, "But what price are you willing to pay?"
Serafall blushed and whispered, "If you can truly end this battle, I, Serafall, can try to get along with you."
"That's a tempting condition."
Watching the conversation between Serafall and Abel, Grayfia felt an inexplicable unhappiness, then stared intently at Abel.
Abel felt the jealousy from behind him and the corners of his lips curled up. Indeed, Grayfia at this time was more fun.
"Everyone, now is the moment to witness a miracle." Abel spoke, his body radiating light.
"I am the new king acknowledged and followed by the undead! Icommand the undead, conquering all directions!"
"Undead, fight for me! Win for me! Clear all thorns for me! Clear all obstacles for me!
This is my undead army!"
A massive magic circle appeared and all the fallen warriors emerged.
Ajuka looked at Abel, who was using his authority. The thought that this person was his blood relative dissipated somewhat.
After all, what devil possesses the authority of a Heretic God?
With the appearance of the undead army, the devils who were fighting stopped their actions.
"What is that?"
"I don't know."
"Who cares, let's keep fighting."
"Fight!"
Then they resumed their life-and-death struggle.
Of course, the commotion caused by Abel's side also attracted the attention of both commanders. After all, a suddenly appearing army disrupted the command and deployment of both the Reformist and Satan factions.
Sirzechs and Elisa stopped their battle, their gazes turning towards the third party's direction.
Sirzechs's eyes turned serious.
This sudden change... he didn't know if it was a good thing.
Just then, he seemed to have received some message, and his expression relaxed.
Then his gaze turned to Elisa. He extended his hand to her and said, "Elisa, would you be willing to usher in a new era with me?"
Looking at the red-haired man in front of her.
Elisa smiled, then placed her hand in Sirzechs's.
"Of course."
She had just received a message from her sister. This war should end.
...
Abel looked at the undead standing in formation before him, feeling an indescribable pride. He then drew his excalibur.
Ajuka's last shred of hope was shattered.
A Godslayer and even holding a holy sword.
There's no way he's a devil.
Abel pointed his sword towards the battlefield ahead. "Gentlemen, quell the rebellion for me!"
"All forces, attack!"
— — —
Abel lay on a castle, looking at the sun.
Many days had passed since the end of the battle, with the Reformists emerging victorious over the Satan faction. At this moment, the Underworld was filled with joy and flourishing.
That day, Abel's Undead Legion was like icing on the cake, tipping the slowly inclining scales.
That day, he was grinning from ear to ear. After all, the Undead Legion grew larger with each passing moment. This also caused the devils of the Satan faction to lose the will to fight.
So, it was a win-win situation.
As the war ended, under the embrace of the crowd, Sirzechs, Ajuka, Serafall, and Falbium inherited the titles of the four Satans: Lucifer, Beelzebub, Leviathan, and Asmodeus, respectively.
These past few days, Abel had been teasing Grayfia and Serafall. With just a slight move, they were easily captivated.
Similarly, Serafall was recommended a magical girl anime by Abel, becoming engrossed in it, which led her to fall in love with magical girls early on.
Abel considered that it was time for him to leave. However, before returning to his own timeline, he needed to go to the timeline before Akeno's mother died and bring her to the future.
At this moment, Grayfia, wearing a beautiful gown and carrying a set of clothes, flew to Abel's side and looked down at him.
"Oh... black lace."
Grayfia's cheeks flushed crimson. She quickly straightened her skirt and punched Abel on the head.
"What the heck! Attempted murder of your husband!" Abel rubbed his head.
Hearing Abel's words, Grayfia's face turned red. "Wh-who is your wife!"
"Of course, it's you, Grayfia. I am your future husband."
Hearing Abel's words, Grayfia's heart pounded erratically.
Was this a confession?
Grayfia shoved the clothes in her hand into Abel's arms. "These are the clothes I prepared for you. Change into them and we'll go to my sister's wedding later."
Oh, right!
I almost forgot, today is the wedding of Sirzechs and Elisa. It is also the victory celebration of the Reformists.
Abel took the clothes and started changing in front of Grayfia. Grayfia's face flushed red and she quickly turned around.
"How does it feel?"
Abel said with a smile, "Surprisingly well-fitting."
Grayfia stepped forward to help him straighten it out.
"Then lead the way, Grayfia." Abel smiled and extended his hand to her.
Grayfia did not hesitate to place her hand in Abel's hand. Then the two walked towards the banquet hall.
(End of Chapter)
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