Chapter 208

I stepped out of my portal directly into Azazel's lab. And there he was working on something on a workbench in the corner. Emma exited the portal right after me.

Azazel was looking at the two of us strangely. I figured it was because I brought Emma here with me.

"Hey there, Azazel. I'm here for our final session. Take your shirt off and let's get to it." I said.

Azazel snapped out of his confusion and smirked at the two of us. "You got it!" 

"Why is he undressing?" Emma whispered to me in concern.

"He was hurt by a death star sized Eldritch Abomination and I've been slowly healing him." I told her.

Emma scrunched her face at my comment before she sighed in resignation. That was good. She'd learn soon enough to get used to my level of crazy!

"Alright ladies! I am ready for you!" Azazel said with a suave grin. He spread his arms out to show off his torso. 

I tilted my head in confusion when I saw his bare chest. The lingering tainted wounds were all gone!

He was fully healed? How!? Did he find some way to heal himself without my Purger of Darkness?

Azazel still had his arms spread wide but tilted his head in confusion. "What's the matter ladies? There's enough of me here for everyone." He said to us both flirtily. 

He was trying to flirt with me now!? He had never done that before! 

[Something is strange here. Try using your Observe on him.]

I followed the System's advice and did so. Something was wrong here!

Azazel - Leader of the Grigori - Level 79

My Observe told me that this was Azazel, but my Azazel was level 85! This person was weaker. Did they have some kind of magic to fool my Observe? That wasn't unheard of. The Ancient One and Mephisto were able to do it before.

I glared at the shirtless imposter in front of us. 

His smile disappeared and he put his arms down. "Um…is everything alright, beautiful?"

I held out my hand and conjured a Purple Lightspear. I pointed it towards him. "Everything's not alright, imposter! I don't know who you are, but how dare you impersonate my brother! He would never try to flirt with me!" I reeled my arm backwards and hurled the Lightspear directly at him!

"Oh shit…" He yelled while dodging out of the way. My spear hit the reinforced walls behind him and melted through them like a hot knife through butter. 

Emma shifted into her diamond form next to me and charged forward. She tried to punch him in the face but he easily dodged out of the way. 

"Woah! Diamond body? Is that an undiscovered Sacred Gear? It's pretty cool!" The imposter Azazel muttered as he dodged another kick from Emma.

I appreciated her help, but she was clearly not ready to fight against a guy of this level. 

I was barely ready to fight someone like this!

[Layla of the Fallen: Angel of Hope, Death's Favored]

[Level: 57]

[Sacred Gears: Purger of Darkness, Orb of Anywhere]

[HP: 13000]

[MP: 10000]

[Faith Energy: 23]

[Vigor: 800]

[Strength: 170]

[Intelligence: 1000]

[Luck: 150]

[Skills: Observe 4, Angelic Mastery 4, Acting 4, Light Manipulation 7, HP to MP Conversion, Mana Burst, Senjutsu 2, Six Paths, Susanoo 1]

[Perks: Never Tell Me the Odds, Lucky Shot, Mana Replenisher, ]

[Drawbacks: Sin of Lust]

[Available Free Stat Points: 10]

[Skill Up Point: 0]

I dumped my 10 Free Stat points into Luck and prepared myself for a hard fight. I needed to get this guy out of this building before we really started going at it. A high level fight in the heart of the Grigori Headquarters could result in a lot of my other siblings dying. 

My outfit changed to Death's dress and my 10 black wings manifested behind me!

The imposter Azazel grabbed Emma by the arm and casually tossed her over his shoulder towards the other side of the lab. His eyes widened when they fell upon me. "Whoa! An unknown Cadre? I guess things really are different around here." He said. 

12 black wings burst out behind his own naked back and I felt a wave of power release from him.

I grimaced. I was going to have to burn a lot of MP to even the Odds here.

"Mana Burs–"

THAWCK!

"OW!" I clutched my head in pain and spun around to see who had just smacked me! It was… Another Azazel! He had just stopped me from powering up.

Azazel - Leader of the Grigori - Level 85

It was my Azazel! 

"What the hell, Azazel? Why'd you stop me from attacking this imposter?" I complained while pointing at his still shirtless counterpart. 

"He's not an imposter." Azazel replied. "He's another me from a different universe."

I paused for a second to let that sink in. "…HUH?"

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