Narrator POV

The three factions weren't losing, they were being slaughtered.

"It's been a long time Michael" laughed the vampire who was holding an angel by his throat.

"Alucard" said Michael with anger in his voice.

"Michael-sama" called Irina as she flew to him "Who's that man? Our attacks aren't doing anything to him"

"What an exquisite maiden you have, Michael" smirked Alucard "Don't worry, she will join me when you and your feathered friend are all dead on this battlefield" he then crushed the angel's neck "Now, how about ending our last friendly talk"

"This time, I'll kill you, Alucard" growled Michael.

The Vampire laughed before saying "Your cute words are really funny. You know that you can't kill me. As long as chaos exists, as long as darkness exists, I will never die"

The Archangel gritted his teeth as he knew that if Irina stays, she may end with a worse fate than death.

The devils were charging the dark god as he was standing there, watching them approaching.

"You insects are amusing" he said as he closed his hands and let a powerful Kiai that threw the devils who were near.

"Here" said Okita as he tried to cut Susanoo.

"Interesting" said the dark god, unaffected by the hit "I felt like a mosquito tried to touch me, a god"

"Tch, this is going to be hard" mumbled Okita before dodging a hit.

"Seems like I get an annoying Bug to deal with" said Susanoo as he turned to face Okita.

"This is going to be fun" said Surtr Second as he got near his fellow peerage member. Soon, the rest of the peerage of Sirzechs, Rias, Sona and Phenex appeared standing next to the former Shinsengumi member.

The dark god laughed as he said "More insects to crush, but I'll keep some alive, just to prolong this farce"

His power began to grow with the second.

He was finally free, Deathwing was finally free, and he won't lose any second of it.

"Come and entertain me!" said the dragon as he took his human form and summoned a mace.

"It seems like I need to do Azazel's work, again" sighed a handsome man in his twenties, with silver-white hair and purple eyes. His outfit consists of a purple beret hat, purple trench coat over a black vest, white pants and black boots. On his back were ten fallen wings

"You are a calm one" smirked Deathwing before sending a glance behind the fallen "Seems like you got nice females with you. Good, I'll need some later"

"It took all the forces of the entire planet to seal you beneath the earth, but now, we won't need them" said the fallen.

"Come and seal me again, I dare you" taunted Deathwing.

POV-Deven

Deven on his part just killed Samael, he kicked him a couple of times to make sure that he's indeed dead, he then turned to the fallens.

"You greatest weapon against me is dead" said Deven before pointing at them with his longsword "And you shall die too in the name of my master"

"Don't think that I'm not here without a plan B" smirked Azazel before taking out a flute.

"What are you going to do? Sing to me until I die of boredom?" mocked Deven.

"Something like that" answered Azazel as he blew in it, the sound was good, but it did nothing to Deven.

"Sorry but I don't like the classic music" said Deven before sensing four presences, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

"You really are desperate"

The four horsemen started to slaughter his undead soldiers. They kept charging, flooding by the thousands.

Deven called them off and began to engage all four.

He fought them with relative ease, his power was being boosted by his master. He was growing stronger by the second.

Soon, he managed to decapitate Famine with a mighty swing.

Next he bashed War and impaled Conquest through the heart.

He then spun his shield, it began to turn orange, the spikes cutting through War's armor and into his neck.

He and Death were now facing each other. He was the strongest of them.

"Una ad deditionem dabo tibi, licet uti te dominum meum."

To Be continued