The shapely body, filled with beauty as well as grace turned into something completely different. The opposite of the form he previously had.Her hair is long, turning gray and also quite dry condition.The skin on her face turned very wrinkled, like a grandmother who had lived for 1000 years.The wings on its back fell off, leaving only the bones of a skeleton that couldn't even fly like before.They don't know what happened to the angel, but the grandmother is really a very scary figure to look at. She has something that his previous Archangel form didn't have."What kind of form is that?" Spike muttered so frightened when he saw the angel.Her current form was really close to that of a monster. Moreover, each nail on her finger is tapered and looks very sharp. A sign that she might really want to kill someone with those hands.“I told you to step back. You'll die in an instant if you come face to face with him…” replied Borg, who had the impression that he wanted to protect Spike r
Spike doesn’t know how long he was unconscious, but he was awake now.The platform that used to be circular with a circle with a hole in the middle has changed now. Everything becomes a desert with the wind blowing so hard.Reminded him of the arena where he fought against the prisoners. Only, there was nothing for him to see right now.Maybe, Spike can run and escape from that place by going somewhere. But somehow Spike has to run.The sun had disappeared, a result of the angels that had dropped it to earth earlier. Earth still hasn't felt the effects, and it may soon be facing its coldest period during its formation.There, Spike can see an unconscious Borg. His body was still like the human body that Spike had known so far.Spike thought that maybe this is his golden opportunity to kill the man. If someone has the ability to withstand the damage of the sun, then there is no guarantee that Spike can kill him while he is conscious.But on the other hand, Archangel Fenita was also lyi
"Holy war? What do you know about that you inexperienced brat!” Bonnie's ego was crushed. He attacked the little girl without waiting for a word or direction from Spike. Making them both really in a bad state right now.With her sword, the little girl managed to block Bonnie's strong fangs. She jumped out to avoid the demon's further attacks.“Bonnie! Don't be rash! You said that we shouldn't underestimate her right?” Spike said to his demon.Bonnie turned around, it was true that he had been provoked by the girl's words, but he felt that perhaps he had been provoked by something else.The demon looked back into the little girl's eyes. There was something strange there, something far more threatening than the sword he held."Spike, whatever you do, don't look into her eyes for too long..." Bonnie said to Spike.Confused, Spike caught a glimpse of the little girl's eyes. He felt that there was nothing strange about the girl's eyes. Just like the eyes of a girl in general."So what? Wha
The girl's eyes returned to normal. Rounded even though the color is still similar to blood red."Bonnie, you didn't explain anything to me about that girl's eyes. What exactly is that thing?” Spike asked Bonnie.Bonnie stopped walking, he checked to see if the flamethrower energy he had was still there and could be used.“Why did you see it? Didn't I tell you that you shouldn't stare at her for too long? You will die for it!”Spike had no idea that the threat he was about to receive would be as deadly as that. But if not told, he is really curious and might end up dying of curiosity.“Those eyes are the Eyes of Oracle. Those eyes are not only a source of sight for her, but also a source of life for her…” Bonnie replied, sure of what he was saying now.“Different from you human, or even me devils. Angels keep their souls where they can be easily seen. One of them is the eyes that belong to the devil himself. The surge of energy that he released before, was a surge of energy emitted fr
From behind Spike's back, a gate opens. A sign that he had indeed finished carrying out the crazy Grind mission he had just faced.With limping steps and full of misery, he tries to return home and end the crazy things that have happened in the Grind arena.[You have received new Skills and Gears, please check it on your cell]The text notification didn't interest Spike at all. The only thing he wanted was to sleep and rest.He didn't actually understand what place he had just been to earlier. If indeed it's all just a simulation, why does the sun still disappear and not reappear as before?Why suddenly does a gate open out of nowhere?If the Battleborn dungeon is capable of all that, it also means that Spike is still far away and doesn't have the skills to beat this prison and get out of it.Spike is still a very, very weak person.The gate is closed, Spike has come in there. Bonnie, on the other hand, has been inside Spike's watch ever since.Compared to him, Bonnie looked much more
Easy Lane HeadquartersThe bar which seemed to be always empty, changed into a more irregular shape than before.The shelf where the drink bottles are always full turns into shards and pieces of glass. The reflections from each of those bottles cut through the light that passed through them.Not only the shelves, the table where gang members usually sit and try to chat is also very messy. Some of the wood there was cracked and gouged while some of the chairs were up on the table.Right on the wall, there are the names of the prisoners who belong to the gang.Of the 50 detainees who were there, only 5 whose names were not crossed out.4 of them are the names of prisoners who have the highest positions in the gang, while the rest are the leaders of the gang.The four people with the top positions walked down the hall with ornaments like a 5-star hotel.Although indeed, the decorations there were also messy with lots of paint stained with blood or bits of iron stuck.Only 3 of them had e
All day long, Spike spends his time lying on his bed. But this time not because he was tired, but because he was afraid of what he would face outside this prison.Maybe, there are some prisoners who idolize him and want to kiss his palm immediately because he thinks of himself as a savior.But there might also be someone waiting outside Spike's cell and about to kill him using every conceivable trick the prisoner has in store.Whatever the possibility, it was not a good choice for him to leave his cell.“Human, how long are you going to lie on your bed?” asked Bonnie, sniffing Spike's head with his cat tongue.Spike covered his head with a pillow, refusing to mind what the cat was doing to him now."Go away, away from me. I still want to sleep…”“Do you want to wait for the next battle to take place with you? Do you think that will give you a chance to win?” Bonnie asked again.Spike then remembered. He had long since counted the days gone by. However, he should soon be fighting a mem
[Social Protocol Started. All cell gates are available to be opened ]Spike still has time to get out of his cell. But he still didn't know what he was going to do. She had no way of walking up to Vahn and trying to take the sword away from him.“Sorry for doubting you human. Turns out it's true, there's something strange about that prisoner named Vahn...” Bonnie admitted that Spike's bad feelings had been right.The two of them didn't want to try to mess around in their own prison. Instead, if possible, they would approach Vahn in a way that was peaceful and completely non-violent."We have to approach him peacefully," Spike said“You think, that someone like him can be approached peacefully? Do you really think with that useful human brain that it can be done well?”"Then what else should I do? Do you want to stab him in the back and take his head?” Spike replied, unable to take it anymore.“There must be another way, I'm sure of it...”Spike didn't want to talk to Bonnie too loudly