Tengzu, Cheena, Earth *** ‘I am going to die!’ His thoughts rushed to his death. He saw the assassin take a few more steps back to clear himself from the blast radius. Any second now, the knife will blow and will turn him into bits of pieces, a slab of meat. Dreygo closed his eyes and surrendered. Bang! A gunshot loomed. He opened his eyes but to his surprise, the explosion did not come. To his discovery, the knife was already destroyed. It was not his doing and he found Elaine was down the stairs and shot the knife’s handle with her handgun. Even the Assassin was surprised by the shot. A target that small was nearly impossible for her not to miss. Elaine immediately veered to her side and aimed the gun at the Assassin but her handgun was shoved back by the Assassin’s perfectly executed roundhouse kick. "Elaine!" Dreygo called. Without hesitation and regard for his injuries, Dreygo sprinted across the kitchen towards the living room and lunged his body toward the Assassin.
The reddish scabbard with metallic lining and a skull-designed pommel sword appeared before them from thin air. “How?” Dreygo asked excitedly. “I pulled some strings in the Demon world and the portal keepers. The exchange was…should I say, eventful,” Viriel replied. Dreygo started to walk towards his sword, still limping from the stab wound, but healing. He finally held the sword in his hand and it glowed red and streaks of fire embodied the sword the moment his fingers touched it. Holding it, Dreygo felt a tingling sensation that ran from his palm to his forearm down to his heart and pumped out towards every nerve endings in his body. He felt stronger, he felt a bit of god’s power in him. He unsheathed the sword and a slight shrieking sound of metal friction echoed inside the warehouse. He wafted the sword’s blade into the air as if regaling its weight for the first time. Swinging the sword efficiently, every movement had a sharp sound as it was slicing through air. “Are we expe
Tengzu, Cheena, Earth *** Blood spilled endlessly, and sprinkled the pavement whenever Dreygo sliced through the heaving undead demons. His weapon now possessed a longer blade and sharper than the purge blade - a dagger design. The demons were sliced like pieces of cloth. Elaine situated on a four-story apartment’s roof deck to gain a better vantage point from below, held her sniper rifle. Her shots gave Dreygo’s significant support in killing the Demons, decapitated some of them, and Dreygo followed by a swing or a stab with his sword to deliver their final deaths. It was the 50th undead demon of the night and recalled his death count. ************************************ Demon Ethers = 156 demons souls ************************************ The Death Harbinger's sword gave him a significant advantage in the fight, somewhat reprogramming himself back as the bringer of Death. He was the pest control and the Demons were the pests, as most human demons would say. Bodies of Tengzu
Tengzu, Cheena, Earth *** The wind blew dramatically and bounced from every direction. The atmosphere transformed tremendously which made the humans uneasy. Zerath felt the change in weather and it triggered his excitement. “This is it, Viriel. This is what I have been looking for.” Zerath was amused. Viriel felt the rage inside of him as a God's ability could nearly be overwhelming even on his capacity. But Nebirus assured that his power was compatible with his, even on a different vessel. “Release everything, Viriel. Show me everything!” Zerath engaged the angel. Viriel thought of not holding back. Of letting the power within grew outwardly but still on the level of control. Instantly, the tremors appeared from beneath their feet. The integrity of the pavement was challenged and could not withstand the quake as faint cracks appeared on the floor. “This is what you are looking for Zerath! Nebirus’ power! And you shall feel its wrath!” Viriel screamed. He felt that the god's po
Tengzu, Cheena, Earth *** Viriel snorted at the sight of the melting Demon Lord. Zerath hissed and grimaced in continuous pain that experienced his humanoid body. Smoke appeared all over his body, from his garments, from his exposed skin, and even from his face and scalp. “You thought…you..have..won?” Zerath spluttered. “Yeah. You are melting into liquid form and it’s a clear victory for me,” Viriel boasted. Zerath laughed forcibly and with difficulty. His voice now changed as the pollen acid was now eating his throat. Every time he laughed, somewhat a ball of phlegm obstructed his airways, gargling every time he spoke. Slowly, Viriel started to turn his back away from the defeated Demon showing no hint of mercy. Killing instantly the demon would be mercy. Making him suffer was not. He started to walk away. Suddenly, a thought struck him that made him stop. The Undead demons were still alive and breathing and continued to menace the area. He sensed it even a few blocks away. He
Tsi Luen City, Cheena, Earth *** Two figures perched on the highest roof deck of one of the tallest buildings of Tsi Luen. From afar, clusters of smoke wafted towards the overcast seen from the building’s standpoint. It was Tengzu’s aftermath hours after the skirmish. The place was dominated by authorities, police, and firefighter, collecting dead bodies, rescuing, prowling from the debris, evacuating survivors, and distinguishing fires. It was a mess. “What a waste,” Kragus snapped. “Zerath was cocky and he underestimated our enemies,” Belrag said. “We did not know that the Angel possessed Nebirus’ power. He could level the playing field by transforming into his true Demon form but he waited long enough and underestimated his opponent," Kragus recalled. Kragus did not expect Zerath to lose that easily. He witnessed the fight far away that Dreygo's senses could faintly reach. Most importantly even with the defeat, he had vital information about Viriel and Dreygo. He used Zerath t
Unknown location, Mountainous Area of Southern Continents, Earth *** Spluttering, Azakiel was adjusting to the new powers he had. His mind was almost conquered by darkness, an indescribable hunger had controlled him to succumb to evil. Every bit of power the Hell god had given him corrupted the purity he once had. Unfamiliar pain had been invading his body with unanticipated timings. The foreign power confused his thoughts with a lot of questions that he had never considered before. His thought process was now different, violence, anger, hatred, and all the negative emotions somewhat controlled his judgment. He lingered in the gloomy forest of the southern region of Earth, somewhat tropical. A region that lay between the horizontal territory of the Earth’s equator. He knew he had nowhere to go and he just waited for the first-ranking angel to come forth. He waited days for their arrival and he knew they were coming to pass judgment on him. Nethaniel had commanded him to return to
Unknown Regions, Mountain Areas of Southern Continents, Earth *** "I have been waiting for this, Nethaniel!" The corrupted angel growled. He smiled as he saw the Angel of the first rank had answered his prayer. The corrupted angel was desperately waiting for his deliverance. "I know brother. You are in pain and confused. But you have sinned - treason, and the murder of innocent village people. Now it's time to pass judgment unto you." The first rank angel said. "I wonder how you would pass judgment on me, Nethaniel. I do not even see you kill a fellow angel." "Because I won't have to. If you'd surrender and be judged in the High Council courts and this will be over soon." "Over my dead body," The corrupted angel hissed. "So be it, then." The first rank angel had his fist closed. Without hesitation, Nethaniel attacked the third rank Angel at lightning speed. Appearing in front of Azakiel, the latter was not able to read his movements. Azakiel tried to leap backward to anticipate