"Miss Kiana, aren't your terms a bit too excessive?!"
Azazel's expression turned exceedingly ugly when he heard Kiana's demands. He found it difficult to trade all the data and technology for his artificial Sacred Gears, including the Sacred Gears he had collected, in exchange for Vali—but it was not something he could not agree to.
But demanding that even Vali's Longinus, Divine Dividing, be left behind was going too far.
Without Divine Dividing, Vali would be more than half crippled.
Vali himself would probably find it hard to accept as well!
"Too excessive? You can choose to refuse..."
Her tone was indifferent. If the dragon armor on Kiana and the power of Ophis had not appeared once more, Azazel might truly have believed her.
"..."
Azazel looked somewhat troubled. Among the Bible's three great factions, the fallen angels actually had the least capital. Fallen angels were basically created through angels falling from grace.
Fallen angels born from fallen angels were as rare as pure-blooded devils. Well, perhaps there were a few more than pure-blooded devils, but their numbers were definitely not large.
Nor did fallen angels possess a reincarnation system. In the circles of the powerful, Azazel was the only one who truly had any say; those fallen angel executives were not qualified.
Against Kiana in her Dragon God form, Azazel was no match at all. The other fallen angels were even less worth mentioning.
He looked at Vali, who had only a breath left in him, then at the imposing girl before him, and sighed.
In the end, he could not turn a blind eye to Vali's life or death. He had raised him for so many years, and he himself had no children.
Though he would not admit it, he had treated Vali as his own child.
"Ah..."