Here we go again with another translated chapter!

Before I start, I would like to answer a review:

Dakota: The training month wasn't very interesting, nothing that hasn't been seen before and that's why I decided to skip it. The story won't end right when the war ends, it will have an epilogue and a pretty interesting ending arc. In addition, there is an extra chapter that ends the story completely. I hope you enjoy these remaining chapters.

Now yes...

Enjoy!

"Prepare yourselves."

Everyone reaffirmed their stances after Penemue's words, watching as a few figures loomed in the distance. The Cadre couldn't help but frown as she saw that they were many Cadres who are accompanying a Sirzechs who looked very relaxed. The Fallen Angels and the Demon stopped several meters away, watching the entire army closely.

"Looks like you were right, Sirzechs." Baraqiel declared, then gave a short squawk. "It's impressive to see that everyone gathered with the intention of containing the seal, even if it's only going to hold out for another hour with the help."

"It's not just that, Great Red and Ophis aren't here." Sirzechs folded his arms the moment he focused his gaze on the entities that were attempting to hold the seals stable. "Most likely they've already died from confronting Trihexa in there. That's why I told them it was a good idea to come a little while after the supposed breaking of the seal, since that way we won't have any kind of trouble." He concluded, causing his smile to widen a bit, an action that was somewhat off-putting for the grin that emerged from his face.

"I'll believe that. After all, everyone who is uncontrollable is too busy holding onto their last false hope." Armaros stated, focusing his obscene gaze on Tiamat who was in her dragon form, then looking at Yasaka. "The first thing I'm going to do once we're done with the war is going to be to feast on those two."

"No offense, but I think the Dragon Queen would rather kill you and die at Trihexa's hands than have sex with you." Sahariel stated rather graciously, getting the man to give a small sigh covered in annoyance.

"As usual, you have no qualms about talking about your sinful desires, do you, assholes?" Azazel took a step forward as he stood with both hands on his hips, demonstrating his typical relaxed smile.

"Once we win, I'll make you remember how much fun we had together, my dear Azazel." Shemhazai commented, licking his lips in a very lascivious manner.

"Enough talk. Let's move on to the main topic." Tamiel clarified as he clasped his hands together with a friendly, but really strange smile. "Why don't you just give up now and save us the trouble? Besides, then there won't be so many victims to subject to another cruel war."

Michael had the intentions to speak, but Penemue pushed him back and took several steps forward, staying in front of all the troops. Seeing the Cadre's movement, all the enemy representatives watched her with great curiosity.

"They want our answer?" Penemue's eyes flashed dangerously from one second to the next, creating a lightning-covered spear of lightning that was fired at a very surprised Tamiel at the sudden act.

Sirzechs instantly moved to create a barrier, barely being able to contain the explosion of lightning that was released next.

Penemue spat on the ground, focusing a gaze coated in disgust and rage towards his former comrades.

And as if it hadn't been clear enough with her previous action, Penemue decided to move her beautiful lips.

"Pure bullshit."

"Uh, you're still as bitchy as ever..." Tamiel stated with his typical smile that transformed to a much more depraved one for what he was about to say. "But from now on you'll just be my bitch."

"As far as I can see, there is no way whatsoever to bargain with you..." Michael stated with a heavy sigh as he brought a hand to his forehead.

"Negotiate? What are you, an idiot?" Tamiel sneered at the Angel, his ever closed eyes widening considerably as his hands clenched tightly together. "I've been waiting my whole life to be able to fuck Penemue. Nothing will be better than being able to deflower her with my own co..."

"So be it, then." Michael interrupted with clear disgust, earning a light chuckle from Sirzechs.

"Those are your last words?" The Demon King watched as no one said anything, causing him to give a slight sigh. "I thought they were smarter than this, what a disappointment..." Sirzechs widened his eyes again, denoting a maniacal grin.

"In that case..."

Penemue and everyone else watched as a large army of Fallen Angels and Demons began to emerge from the backs of the Cadres and the Demon.

Sirzechs smile widened even more as he raised his hands.

"Let the war begin."

CHAPTER 87: THE WAR OF APOCALYPSE!

A great amount of magical attacks were fired from both places without stopping, different barriers withstood the attacks while others were broken and a great amount of people were riddled by the rain of magical shots, and one could even witness how the Sirzechs side possessed certain quite peculiar magical artifacts that were like movable stone spears, but instead of throwing stone, they launched a great wave of magical energy that impacted against the different barriers with an impressive force. The battlefield was not only covered in magic, as the front line of both sides were engaged in face-to-face confrontation, causing the clang of metal and cries of war and pain to be heard everywhere.

"We seem to be slowly gaining the upper hand." Declared Baraqiel, who positioned himself next to a Sirzechs who looked quite pleased by what he was seeing.

All the Cadres and the Demon King were in the back line, being accompanied by Sona's group and her red-haired sister, who had a very similar expression to her brother.

"If this continues this way, we may not even have to use our secret weapon." Sirzechs commented, looking sideways at Sona, who was holding a small package whose contents were a total mystery.

"Don't stop!" Shouted Penemue, slicing through a large number of enemies with her katana at a gradual speed, standing in the front row to try and stop the enemies from advancing any further.

The Cadre's eyes widened slightly, and just then it didn't take long for her to take a large leap to the side. At that moment there was a large explosion next to her that killed a large number of Angels. His gaze returned to the front and focused on the artifact that had done such damage.

A large number of Fallen Angels appeared flying in the front row, and it didn't take long for them to get in the way of his warriors to create various barriers. It only took a second for a huge magical explosion to hit a large portion of the warriors on Penemue's side, injuring the vast majority of them badly, even killing some.

The attack artifact continued to advance at a free pace, until it threw another very strong magical wave that hit several barriers, destroying them almost on the spot.

Penemue watched helplessly as several of his weakened warriors were taken to the rear for treatment, while the enemies advanced slowly but surely.

Gasper created a large magical attack that wiped out much of the warriors in front of him, but his lack of defenses showed as several magical bullets struck him in his shoulders and knees, causing the vampire to fall to his knees with a pained expression on his face.

Penemue continued to watch this helplessly, until she felt another large wave of magic strike just to her side, causing that helplessness to turn into a frown as she focused her gaze on the nearest artifact. Her crimson eyes flashed with bloodlust as her lips tightened in pent-up fury the moment she took a great leap, heading straight for the contraption.

The Demons guarding the top of the artifact were caught completely by surprise as Penemue appeared out of nowhere, slashing the neck of one of them in one swift motion, then creating a barrier over her back to contain the blade of her other foe. Her katana passed from one hand to the other with extreme speed as she turned around, causing the Demon's body to split in half. Her weapon was covered in lightning as she leapt towards one of the lower floors of the machinery, and that gesture earned those who were controlling the helm to raise their gaze in some disbelief.

Penemue did not even give them time to react, as the strong lightning bolt shot out of her katana as if it were a blast, generating a huge explosion that killed them instantly, as well as destroying the machinery in half.

Gasper watched in amazement as Penemue emerged from the smoke from the top of what she had just destroyed. The Cadre soon flashed her wings as dark as night as her body gained an electrifying aura of a strong violet color. Penemue began to descend at a great speed, dodging all the magical shots and various spears thrown at her, until she finally took to the ground, crashing with great force on some several dozen enemies, generating a great explosion of lightning that killed them all in an instant.

Penemue's crimson eyes were the first thing glimpsed of her figure once she emerged from the smoke and dust, sporting a completely furious expression.

"DIDN'T YOU ALL WANT TO FIGHT FOR YOUR FREEDOM?!" Penemue clenched her fist tightly, then shook it violently at what she was about to say:

"THEN DON'T BE COWED WHILE YOU CAN STILL MOVE!"

Gasper's eyes lit up after those words. His expression of astonishment and admiration changed to a completely different look as he instantly recomposed himself from his wounds and began to run against his enemies with a great war yell. Azazel witnessed his advance with a half smile as he wiped the blood from his cut cheek, then raised his hands to create a large number of magic circles that spewed out a myriad of attacks. From the other side, Vali's group began to break a large number of barriers and advance without stopping, being commanded by Göndul.

The advances of the Sirzechs' side began to be neutralized, to the point that they had no choice but to take cover on various barriers due to the large explosions of lightning that were killing a large number of enemies, courtesy of a certain Cadre.

Gasper stopped just in front of the small line that now divided the two fronts. Azazel soon appeared at his side through all the crowd, watching the young man closely.

"ADVANCE!" The half-vampire roared, causing all the warriors to raise their respective weapons with a battle yell as they began to rush towards their enemies, destroying a large amount of barriers in the process, along with the summoners of these.

Gasper stopped right in front of a barrier to shatter it with a magical attack, then ducked his body to dodge a blow from the Fallen Angel. The personal battle did not end there, as Gasper threw a magic ball that pierced his enemy's chest, killing him instantly. The half-vampire was distracted for a short second as he watched his enemy's body fall limp to the ground, so when he looked up he already had an enemy in front of him. Gasper's eyes widened with horror, but he still had enough reaction for the spear not to cut his neck, but at the cost of that he received a deep cut all over his forearm, causing him to fall backwards from the great force imposed on him.

Gasper's dazed look slowly cleared as he sat up on the ground, watching as Azazel was taking care of the guy who had wounded him.

"Come on!" Azazel shouted to him as he reached out his hand in an effort to help him up.

"Thank you..." Gasper didn't even get to finish thanking him, as the Cadre received a strong magical attack straight in the face that sent him to the ground right then and there.

The half-vampire's eyes immediately widened as he noticed how a Demon flew closer with the intention of ending Azazel's life, so he reacted instantly as he grabbed the spear of his previous attacker, jumping up to then counter his enemy's lunge just in time, causing the Demon to fall to his knees completely destabilized by the surprise intervention. Unfortunately for him, Gasper did not stop there and began to strike with the spear as if that weapon were a stick, so the Demon was able to contain all the attacks with his sword, although he could not avoid falling on his backside and began to crawl on the ground by Gasper's repetitive insistence.

At that moment, the half-vampire paused for a short second to grit his teeth hard and then let out a shout, causing the last blow to present itself in a small magical explosion that finished the Demon off.

Gasper pulled himself together through the curtain of dust and smoke with some agitation. His somewhat weary expression changed to a pained one as he dropped the spear and brought his hand to his bleeding arm. The half-vampire lifted his face, silently watching as the advance his army was attempting was being held back by barriers and magical attacks, proving that the pace of the battle was twisting in Sirzechs favor once again, despite the fact that Penemue had broken into the enemy ranks and was killing hundreds.

Gasper's gaze strayed to his bleeding arm, and at that moment the noise of battle began to be heard to a lesser and lesser extent. His gaze seemed to be somewhat dazed, as if the war was slowly dragging him down. That went on for a few seconds, until his gaze lifted, catching a glimpse of the huge dragon Tannin, who was doing his best to keep the seals in order.

"Issei won't always be around to save you."

Gasper's eyes widened a little after remembering the words the Dragon King said to him already some time ago.

"We don't just need you to command the army..."

This time, Great Red's words struck his mind, causing Gasper's gaze to slowly harden. The half-vampire turned his gaze to where the enemy troops were, slowly emerging from the smokescreen.

"I need you to be leaders."

Those were the last words he needed to remember for his eyes to begin to glow brightly as he raised both of his hands. The two clocks in his eyes began to spin at an enormous speed, generating a great burst of energy as a huge magical circle appeared under the feet of much of the enemy ranks.

Penemue was forced to roll to the side as she was nearly caught in the attack, watching in some amazement as a great amount of magic emanated from Gasper's body.

Sirzechs and the Cadres couldn't help but frown as they saw how the huge magic circle was causing the earth to sink, but that wasn't the only thing. Those in charge of creating the barriers in the front rows watched in horror as the mages and the warriors behind them were being crushed by gravity to the point of becoming nothing but flesh with nothing they could do about it, as he who stepped in there was completely paralyzed.

Azazel slowly rose from the ground, observing all that was transpiring with a proud smile on his face.

"I knew that not killing him when the opportunity presented could be a problem..." Sirzechs thought aloud, watching as a part of his army was completely exterminated in a matter of seconds.

Finally, the huge magic circle disappeared and Gasper staggered, but was supported by Azazel to keep him from falling to the ground.

"Remember..." Gasper stepped politely away from Azazel, though he could barely stand.

All the warriors standing nearby looked at him with great attention and admiration, for despite having spent almost all of his magical reserves, the half-vampire still showed the intentions to battle.

"Remember what Miss Penemue said!" Gasper exclaimed, then raised his hand and squeezed it tightly.

"WE WILL NOT BE COWED WHILE WE CAN STILL MOVE!"

Gasper shouted with all his might the moment his fist reached the highest point, denoting a smile covered with security and confidence. Azazel and the warriors instantly surrounded him, indicating that they would follow him to the end.

"This boy..." Penemue thought, unable to keep a faint smile from escaping her face. "You've grown up a lot, Gasper."

"Well...this might be a bit annoying." Sirzechs stated, who was watching intently as the enemy ranks continued to press to the point where they began to break through their first defenses.

"What do we do, brother?" Rias asked with slight misgivings as she watched all that transpired.

"Seeing the situation, there's no choice but to use that..." Sirzechs thought aloud, then fixed his gaze on Sona. "Hand me the package. You two go to the rear of the mages and send them the message that it's time. Make sure our father and Grayfia are the first to hear you." He concluded, focusing his gaze on Rias at the end.

"Understood!" Rias nodded immediately as did the Sitri group, who were ready to get into position.

"Alright..." Sirzechs watched silently as the magical attacks and advancing enemy troops were already almost completely wiped out their front line.

The Demon King fixed his gaze on the Cadres, giving them a strange smile as he opened the small box.

"What do you say we light those fireworks already?"

END OF CHAPTER!

Actually, there is still a short scene below that will dictate how the next chapter will start.

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In the Dimensional Prison everything had changed radically since that last attack. That could be easily seen, it was only necessary to take a look.

The small planet that was in the peculiar dimension no longer existed, now there was only a great amount of debris in space, ranging from insignificant to immense sizes.

The seemingly desolate wasteland was in a great silence, until a rather unique dark hair stood out among one of the giant debris as it poked its face out with its little hands. It was somewhat curious to see, as Ophis was actually climbing against the sense of gravity, although well, the reality was that there was no gravity anymore.

The Dragon Goddess let go of the large debris and began to float in space with a slightly static look on her face, as if waiting for something or someone to show up. And as she guessed, a large rubble was shattered into a thousand pieces by a reddish light, and from there emerged Great Red in his human body, looking quite exhausted and hurt.

"Hello, Red." A faint smile escaped Ophis' face as she began to slowly float up to where the dragon stood, who strangely smiled.

"It's good to see you're okay. In fact, it looks like I took the brunt of the impact." Great Red stated, who was supported by Ophis as she wrapped her arm around his shoulders so that the man could float next to her without a mishap in between.

Once they were reunited, they both looked at the various debris for several seconds in complete silence.

"It's amazing that they were able to destroy this place with just a clash of powers." Declared Great Red, who was observing the entire destroyed site, receiving a nod from Ophis.

"Will that have finished her off?" Ophis questioned with some doubt. "And where is Issei?" Her doubts were replaced to a great concern after that question.

"It was a monstrous clash of powers..." Was all Great Red said, knowing that the possibility of Trihexa or Issei still being alive were minimal. "Anyway, we mustn't lose hope. Certainly the brat was much tougher than she was." Ophis nodded at what was said, and the two began to search for the protagonist, floating slowly due to the fact that they were more injured than they initially thought.

The two Gods were wandering through the rubble, until Great Red's eyes focused on a rather peculiar piece of debris.

"Look at that!" Dragon God exclaimed as he pointed with his hand, causing Ophis to look.

And at that moment, the dragoness' eyes slowly widened, demonstrating only one emotion.

Despair.

Ophis wasted no time in heading towards where the peculiar debris that happened to be the charred body of Issei in his dragon form was located.

"Issei..." Ophis brought her trembling hand to the charred body, and at that moment her eyes began to glow brightly, indicating that she was about to cry.

Great Red just closed his eyes out of respect, but that silence didn't last long...

"PLACK!"

Ophis pulled her hand away in great surprise as she watched an arm emerge from the charred body, causing the two dragons to watch in shock as the dragon's head crumbled apart to pop Issei out of it.

"Wow, I'm never going to do something crazy like that again!" Issei exclaimed with his eyes rolling, oblivious to the look the dragons were giving him.

"Issei!" The thought of finding an answer was completely erased in Ophis' mind, as all she wanted to do was hug him tightly, and that was what she was doing now.

The brown could simply laugh at the Goddess' attitude, reciprocating the embrace smoothly as he placed a hand on her head, ruffling her hair at the woman's contented and satisfied expression.

"I'd like to say this is beyond amazing, but there certainly isn't a word that can describe what I'm feeling right now." Great Red commented with a half smile. "How are you still alive if your body is completely charred?"

"Because that's not my body." Even Ophis herself broke off a little after hearing Issei's very unexpected answer. "I had told you before, my power and my dragon body feel strange. I guess it was because of the Boosted Gear or something I don't quite understand, but let's just say my dragon body is hollow, and I'm still the same as always inside it." Issei tried to explain himself as best he could, and Great Red seemed to be the one who understood the most regarding that.

"I don't think it has anything to do with your Boosted Gear. After all, any dragon should have his dragon form, and I'm talking about a full form, not some sort of armor." Great Red clarified, bringing a hand to his chin. "Perhaps it's more closely tied to the fact that you weren't a dragon by birth." Concluded the dragon, apparently having found his own conclusions.

"Sounds convincing to me. In fact, Ddraig had said something similar about it..." Issei stated as he rubbed his hair, remembering the talk he had with Ddraig not too many days ago. "In fact, he also said that maybe the Boosted Gear also has the possibility of having mutated in a weird way, and that's the reason why I can't use my augmentations when I use the dark gauntlet."

"The dark gauntlet..." Great Red thought as he rubbed his chin, then slowly widened his eyes. "Wait a minute. If this kind of event actually happens because you're not a dragon by birth..." The dragon's eyes continued to widen, and these widened to abnormal levels as his gaze focused on a figure rising from the top of a small rubble.

"Don't you think it's too soon to be celebrating victory?"