ZATANACHIA VS SARIEL

Beelzebub stood in the center of the arena, his body still covered by slowly fading shreds of darkness. His breathing was heavy, and his hand pressed hard against the wound in his side, from which dark blood was still flowing. Despite the obvious pain, his posture remained firm, as if the weight of the battle had not managed to bend him.

From the stands, spectators began to react strongly to God's announcement.

On the demons' side, Verrine, Zagan, and Mephisto rose from their seats, shouting excitedly towards their companion.

“You did it, Beelzebub!” Verrine shouted with a smile of pure pride.

“I knew you were capable!” Zagan added, raising both fists in the air. “You did an impeccable job,” Mephisto said, his tone calm but full of satisfaction.

In the neutral stands, Chloe and Luna looked at Beelzebub with expressions of wonder and excitement.

—Don’t you think Beelzebub looks like a shonen protagonist? —Chloe commented with a sparkle in her eyes.