Anime Crossover: The Small Workshop System's Aggressive Feeding

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His words were clearly heard by everyone present.

"I want Governor Azazel, all the information you have on your research into artificial artifacts."

"All, without reservation."

The air seemed to freeze in that room.

Rias and Sona, the two girls standing behind Zhou Ye, suddenly contracted their pupils.

Artificial artifact!

That's the top secret of the Fallen Angels organization "Watchers of the Sons of God"! It's the core of Azazel's fame and the reason why the Fallen Angels maintain their technological advantage among the three factions!

Zhou Ye actually asked for this right off the bat?

This isn't just asking for the moon; this is trying to completely destroy the foundation of the fallen angels!

"Bang~"

There was a loud bang.

Azazel suddenly stood up, causing the chair beneath him to tip backward and crash heavily to the ground.

His face, which always wore a lazy and indifferent expression, was now contorted with extreme shock and anger.

"impossible!"

He practically roared out those three words, and the corrupted energy surged uncontrollably behind him, transforming into pitch-black lightning.

"What the hell are you thinking?!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

Azazel stared intently at Zhou Ye, his intense emotional turmoil shattering all the composure he had cultivated over the years.

He didn't care whether Kokober lived or died, or even about Vali's serious injuries.

But the research data on artificial artifacts was his life's work, the lifeblood of fallen angels!

Without this information, Zhou Ye could turn the legendary Crimson Dragon Emperor Draig into a mechanical dragon girl that could be disassembled and reassembled at will, relying solely on that damned "Soul Steel Technology".

If he were to also obtain the research results that he had painstakingly accumulated, combining human wisdom and the mysteries of mythology...

Is that okay? !

Azazel had no doubt that this kid could create an army on the spot, piercing through the heavens and overturning the underworld.

The scene was so beautiful that he dared not think about it.

"Zhou Yejun".

This time, it was Gabriel who spoke out against it.

Although she remained seated, her holy face had lost all trace of gentleness.

Instead, there is a cold, sacred majesty.

"I cannot agree to your request."

Her stance is very clear.

"The balance of power among the three parties is the cornerstone of maintaining world peace. Any technology that could disrupt this balance should not fall into the hands of a powerful entity with an unclear stance."

“We angels will never stand idly by and watch such a thing happen.”

It sounds very high-sounding.

Zhou Ye sneered inwardly.

To put it bluntly, they're afraid I'll become too powerful and threaten their position.

Just moments ago, he was thinking of using someone else to do his dirty work, but now that he sees the knife about to be used against him, he immediately stands on the same side as the enemy.

That's pretty realistic.

Asahiel calmed down a bit after Gabriel's statement.

He was panting heavily, straightened the chair, and sat down again, but his body remained tense.

"Kid, let's change the terms."

He said through gritted teeth.

"Money, treasure, grimoires, even some of my personal collections are all negotiable. But this is non-negotiable."

"This is the bottom line for fallen angels."

Rias and Sona's hearts were in their throats.

It’s over.

Talk fell apart.

Zhou Ye's request directly touched the sore spot of both the fallen angels and the angels.

Faced with the combined opposition of these two major forces, how will he resolve this situation?

Are we really going to kill the Fallen Angel Governor and all the Seraphim right here?

That would have made things truly irreparable.

However, Zhou Ye's reaction once again exceeded everyone's expectations.

He showed no anger, no disappointment, and not even a hint of annoyance at the breakdown of negotiations.

He simply put down his fingers that were tapping the table, picked up the slightly cooled black tea, and slowly took a sip.

Then, he raised his head, his black pupils calmly gazing at the emotionally charged fallen angel governor opposite him.

"Governor Asaher".

He spoke, his tone as calm as if he were discussing the weather.

"If……"

"I have a way to ensure the survival and reproduction of the fallen angels."

In a word.

Just one sentence.

The whole world is quiet.

Asahiel's body, which had just sat down, suddenly froze.

The anger on his face, the dark energy behind him, and his resolute attitude all crumbled in that instant.

He stared blankly at Zhou Ye, his mouth slightly open, but he couldn't utter a single word.

reproduce.

These two words, like two red-hot branding irons, were fiercely seared into the depths of his soul.

This is the deepest and heaviest pain in the hearts of all fallen angels.

They are angels who have turned their backs on God, a race deprived of the ability to reproduce.

The fall of each of their members signifies that this race is headed towards irreversible extinction.

For countless years, Azazel has tried countless methods to research artificial artifacts, humans, and demons, hoping to find a way for their race to continue.

But he failed.

Failure after failure.

This has become a curse of despair weighing on the hearts of all fallen angels.

And now.

This boy who just disassembled Ertianlong like a toy, this monster who wanted to dig up their past as soon as he opened his mouth.

He said he had a solution?

Azazel's mind went blank.

Even Gabriel, standing to the side, showed an uncontrollable, pure shock for the first time on his face, which was as holy as a god's.

Chapter 200 The Fallen Angel's Compromise, The Second Right Heart

"call……"

Azazel exhaled a long, heavy breath, as if trying to expel the despair that had accumulated in his lungs for centuries.

He forced himself to calm down and sat up straight in the chair, though his movements were still somewhat stiff.

He looked up, trying to make his expression appear less out of sorts.

"Brother Zhou, are you kidding me?"

His voice was hoarse, and he had lost his usual languidness.

"Fallen angels are not entirely unable to continue their bloodline."

He tried to regain the rhythm of the negotiations and gain a pitiful advantage for himself.

He paused, then turned his gaze to the silent girl behind Zhou Ye, a girl with long black hair and mature charm.

“There is already a successful example of a hybrid between a fallen angel and a human, namely Zhu Nai’s niece.”

Himejima Akeno, whose name was called, trembled almost imperceptibly.

next second.

"Humph."

A cold, disdainful snort escaped from her nose.

She abruptly turned her head away, her beautiful long black hair tracing a resolute arc, refusing to give Azazel a proper look.

Seeing this, Rias reached out and gently placed her hand on the shoulder of her "Queen," offering silent support.

Azazel's face twitched, and the scene became extremely awkward for a moment.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue the conversation himself.

"...can also interbreed with other races."