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Yes, I have returned.
000
Even after months of work, months of managing and organizing his people along with his fellow brethren and sisters; Michael had barely begun to see signs of stabilization, seeing signs of his people finally standing back up after the repercussions of the Great War.
It was something he took joy in seeing.
So when his senses blared at him, his eyebrows furrowed into a knot, the same sensation of long ago had appeared once more; he could feel the whaling of the souls, their pitiful cries seemingly echoing in his own mind.
It was something he couldn't ignore.
The only difference from then and now, was that he could practically feel them; their location and sound being made clear in his mind, almost as if a taunting map was formed inside his mind.
This was a shocking revelation. The new added souls that weren't supposed to exist, he was finally able to feel them, but just as he did a wave of nausea and disgust swelled up within him as he felt the magic that lingered in their souls.
Just like his father, once he sat on his throne, he was able to know all that stood below him. That included the magic that surrounded these souls; Soul Magic. Shock, disgust, and fear all mixed into one, swept through his raging heart.
The amount of beings capable of using such magic could be counted on one hand, God being one of them. He could feel the magic gather in England, specifically Bristol, all around in an organized and terrifying way.
'Father… what would you do in this situation?'
Just as he asked this question, he heaved a sigh, there was no doubt in his mind on what his father would do; to Michael, he was the figure that stood tall and proud, carrying out punishments to criminals and the like.
As such, even when he asked this question, he already knew the answer to it.
His frown only deepened as he recalled a piece of information given to him by his sister, Gabriel. Some time ago, two humans had entered their territory, clearly runaways and had settled down for a bit; as if trying to live peacefully.
Of course, what shocked Michael was the fact that one of these two prayed, begged, for a better life; a life filled with love and peace, with no danger, with no threats of the supernatural.
His kind and caring sister's heart couldn't help but be moved by these constant prayers and even asked him to help them.
What caught his attention other than their prayers and deep emotions of regret and sadness, were their identities. The two hosts of the two Heavenly Dragons were actually in their territory! While most would be fretful of the repercussions, Michael saw an opportunity.
Through the Great War, the death of his father, managing his fellow race; he had learned that while kindness could achieve great things, there were times where cruelty could be used to achieve this kindness.
The fact his wings hadn't shown signs of changing further proved this fact, as long as his plan guaranteed the survival of his race and prospering of Father's most beloved creations, there wasn't anything wrong, right?
If Michael managed to gain the two Heavenly Dragons as allies, it would be enough to suppress their troubled situation and even recover their strength from before the Great War; it was a thought he greatly entertained and played out in his mind.
But to do this, he needed to act before any of the other factions, thankfully they obtained an advantage; the two would be more willing to listen to an Angel rather than a cheating Devil or a disgraced Fallen Angel.
What Michael didn't know was that his impending actions would soon have horrifying consequences, and once more the three races would finally meet once more; the outcome was anyone's guess.
000
Tsuki
Under Tsuki's calm and cool gaze, four days have passed since they have arrived in England, with so much time that had passed Tsuki couldn't help but consistently look at his Racial Advancement Quest and his current one.
Time was slowly ticking by as they made preparations, under the excuse of placing a formation Tsuki was left to his own devices, he had taken in full consideration of all possible actions and even impossible variables.
Now, all he could do was wait patiently; if a single day passed and none of the other two factions took action, then he would be left with no choice but to do so himself. Steeling his heart and revealing a cold and indifferent gaze, he nodded in his mind.
He sat atop one of the largest buildings in the area, his figure sitting loosely without a care; similarly, his three teammates were doing the same action. Hiding themselves and waiting for Tsuki's move.
This time around, Tsuki was going to be the one to take charge of the mission, it was something proposed by Ajuka; no one objected to this idea. Regarding information and tactical strategies he was the undisputed best in the group.
This was only enhanced by Tsuki's revelation to the group that Fallen Angels were in the area, he didn't even need to mention the Angels; the entirety of England as a country was their territory, similar as to how Asia was the Devil's.
A bit of digging and Dream Magic allowed Tsuki to go through Elsha's memories, they weren't anything special; lived in Norway for a small part of her childhood, Sacred Gear awakened early, was targeted, ran away and met a few fortunate encounters and ended up in England.
No doubt as a suggestion from her Boosted Gear, the Angels wouldn't come and kill her after all. But that didn't prevent a few rebellions and idiotic Fallen Angels from attacking her in greed, desiring to have the Boosted Gear for themselves.
Tsuki sighed as he recited a quote he heard from a novel.
"Birds die for food, Humans die for wealth" All humans desired wealth, there wasn't a single mortal that didn't wish to have an absurd amount of riches. For the supernatural, they died for power, the mere thought of it incited greed and envy.
It was ingrained to their very being, to the point most women of the supernatural fell in love due to someone's power. Grayfia and Serafall were good examples of this, even Yasaka was no different; intending to have a strong devil with a great backing impregnate her for the sake of her race.
"Heh, humans and devils are so different, yet alike in various ways"
Tsuki talked to himself as the day passed by, leaving a single more day on his quest time; time was slowly beginning to pressure him. Yet his expression didn't falter or gloom, in fact he even seemed a bit joyous.
A smile crossed the heir's face, standing up he stared into the darkness that was the night; under the humble moonlight, his young yet devilishly beautiful face became fairer, his ancient dark pool eyes seemed to be illuminated, giving it an icy glow.
It was enough to make one's heart throb, the image forever painted and ingrained in their soul.
'It's time'
With a simple thought, his form vanished into the cold air. It was almost like it was all but an illusion, but just as he disappeared he soon reformed and turned visible under a broken down building.
After using Dream Walker he had naturally found out vital pieces of information regarding the Fallen Angel faction. Dream Walker was a skill that proved to be quite useful to Tsuki, it was a book that Doku had given him for his journey to learn.
[Dream Walker] -LVL 4/100 (87%) [Intermediate]
Allows the user to enter the subconscious of a target, the higher the level, the more time the user can enter the mind. One may be able to use it to enter the mind of a fully conscious person.
Cost: 4,000 MP
Effect: User can stay for 14 Minutes, target must be within 20 Miles
Warning: User will be forcefully kicked out or may suffer a backlash if they try to stay inside despite expending all their time.
Rarity: Unique
It was a skill he had tried to learn in the past, his very first day in the world in fact; standing atop of the rather small building, it all felt so surreal. From being the richest and most influential man in the world, born as an illegitimate child of a big shot, suffering and enduring the pain; forcing them to acknowledge him and then using them as a stepping stone.
To where he stood now, the beautiful heir of the strongest family in the underworld. Running an organization, using the misfortune of the Rebels and connections of Ajax to sell his potions worldwide in just a few months.
He shook his head, now wasn't the time to have such thoughts.
Looking up at the sky, he opened his mouth and commanded.
"Close"
And England was turned upside down.
000
To the common mortal, to the common beings that walked carefree and lived out their lives; the day was like every other day, there wasn't a single difference. But to the supernatural beings that lived in England, the pressure in the air, the thick and heavy Demonic Energy, they were all present and each one couldn't help but shiver.
Casted upon England Bristol was a large black opaque curtain that hung over the city, entrapping everything within. All mortals within this area were put into sleep or deep unconsciousness, whether they survived or died during Tsuki's encounter with the Fallen Angels, they could only bet on their luck for survival.
The three figures, Serafall, Ajuka, and Sirzechs that stood some distance away, separated a fair distance from each other, released their Demonic Energy into the air. Immediately, every Fallen Angel reacted.
Breaking from the ceiling below, the Fallen Angel was met with a casual yet swift axe kick; the heavy foot colliding with his skull with a loud crack.
It didn't take long for dozens of Fallen Angels to soon rise from different buildings, a soft whistle left Tsuki just as his eyes widened. Taking a step back, he dodged the light spear but even with his experience and instincts he was still nicked at the cheek.
The Fallen Angel wasn't dead, the slight sting and seeping blood from his cheek made him aware of that.
[You have suffered 2,000x(2) DMG!]
Clicking his tongue, he allowed a ball of wispy pink smoke to alleviate up in the air and explode with a loud bang; this drew the attention of the Fallen Angels, none of them were idiots they all realized what was happening.
They were being ambushed and killed!
Seeing the ball of smoke, Serafall flicked her wrist towards a nearby Fallen Angel; a sea of ice splurged from this mere gesture and engulfed the Fall Angel, the icy aura and presence of the attack instantly gained the wrath of a dozen Fallen Angels.
Watching this scene, Tsuki gave a low sight of relief mixed with eyes of wariness.
'So many…'
Tsuki counted no more than a few hundred in this city, was it all just for the Boosted Gear or was it the minimal amount in every city? Tsuki didn't know.
Dodging a barrage of Light Spears, Tsuki twisted his body and weaved around the attacks casually. Due to the consistent attacks he had no time to summon his wing, he could only use his abundant skills to dodge, to an outsider it was an entrancing show as the male gallantly moved away from each attack like a dancer.
Of course, this was due to Tsuki not being given time to summon his wings, it was a large disadvantage as the spears of light rained from above.
"Stop dodging you bastard!"
"Little brat! You'll die today!"
The snide remarks were shot at Tsuki, and yet, his expression didn't change. Moving his body, escaping by a breath, having his clothes torn; it all seemed to be intentional as he dodged. Almost as if he was waiting for an opportunity.
"Come on Tsuki! Stop fooling around!" Hearing a shout, they all glanced towards the responsible male, but it was their fatal mistake. As if raining from the heavens, a golden lightning bolt struck the Fallen Angels.
It pierced through the air and shot down at speeds that could only be matched by those specialized in it; the power and agility of such an ability was shocking.
Releasing cries of pain, their bodies were electrocuted with the strength of a real lightning bolt! Even Sirzechs didn't think he could sustain over a dozen without injuries. Glancing at the Satanachia heir, he grinned.
"I wanted to see if they would be a problem" Tsuki sighed as Sirzechs laughed, he knew Tsuki was taking precautionary measures, waiting to see if they had a governor or more specifically to see if they had a boss so they could eliminate him first.
But for Sirzechs he didn't think of it as a concern, with Serafall's ice cold glaciers, Tsuki's Dream Magic, his own Destruction Magic, and Ajuka's Kankura Formula; they would be able to handle any threat that could possibly come at them.
Although they were a bit shocked by the number of Fallen Angels, it only made their seemingly easy mission all that more complicated. Sirzechs was no idiot, he immediately guessed the truth of the matter and yet still stayed and helped.
Seeing a few more Fallen Angels coming towards them, their figures near blurs as they reached Sirzechs, Tsuki sighed as he nodded; he might as well preserve his mana and allow Sirzechs to have a bit of fun.
Flicking his wrists, the Power of Destruction surged through his limb and flung forward in a burst of red and black, electricity crackled within the large beam that spanned across the city; destroying everything in its wake.
Be they buildings, humans, Fallen Angels, and even the ice glaciers, none were shown mercy as they were mercilessly destroyed, their crumbling forms shown to all. The show of power was enough for all Fallen Angels to halt in their flight and fights.
They took in a breath of the cold turbid air, the might of such a beam was enough for their battle spirit to waver.
Ajuka sighed, such power was what he aspired to serve but he knew there was one more who has yet to show their true strength; glancing at Tsuki he shook his head as he redirected the beams and weapons of light thrown at him.
'He's too calculating and cautious, he won't be showing his true might unless given no choice'
With a wave of his hand, the Fallen Angels were shocked to see their own weapons of light flung back at them, too late to react; they could only suffer in grievance as they were killed, immediately everyone held their guard up against him.
With Ajuka's perfect counter to all attacks, Serafall's nigh infinite mana as she shot out glaciers and icicles, Sirzechs' Power of Destruction, all of this was too much for the massive group of Fallen Angels to deal with.
Whichever direction they went, their figures were blown to oblivion, becoming nothing more than black and red particles or becoming a figure encased in eternal ice; doomed to spend all of their life as a spectacle for all to see.
Only Tsuki remained unmoving, occasionally sending a bolt of lightning or disappearing; it only took half an hour for them to guess the reason. He was controlling the formation! Such a massive formation costed not only Demonic Energy but also the user's full attention.
To them, it was already a wonder that Tsuki could move and attack. But even if their situation looked dull and bleak, they showed joyous expressions. They had finally found their hope to escape!
As long as Tsuki was killed, the veil would be dropped, this was a fact that everyone knew. Despite this, the heir gave a small peculiar smile, he found the whole situation rather amusing. Even as his body turned invisible from time, twisting and flipping through the air with grace, he felt no absolute harm.
With so many weapons of light being lunged at him, some were bound to scrape him and they did… for a brief moment. Although he stayed in a certain vicinity without flying, his body only swerved while taking minimum damage.
"Damn, what the hell is he?!"
"Does he have infinite stamina?!"
Although it was a rhetorical question, this was indeed the truth. While his body could get tired, it depended on his Endurance stat and HP. But even as blood seeped through shallow wounds, a slight stinging sensation resounding from these injuries, he smiled.
Even his teammates didn't make a move to help him.
This was because before everyone's gaze, all of the gashes seemingly vanished, a Devil's regeneration factor grew along with their strength. And Tsuki's true strength was too terrifying! He was only a few steps below the legendary Ultimate Class!
Monster.
This was the word the Fallen Angels used to describe the teen as they assaulted him with their unending attacks, even as the clouds of dust picked up, even as their reserves of energy were slowly expended, only Tsuki remained without any fatal wounds.
Serafall pouted, she hadn't kept her eyes off Tsuki the entire time, whether it was for 'reasons' or her worry, only she knew.
She could only express irritation at Tsuki's blatant playing, he hasn't even used any of his true skills.
In truth, Tsuki was using this time to slowly encroach on his class' max level. By constantly using Perception and Multitasking, he was able to have a complete grasp of the battlefield while simultaneously increasing his Mage skill level.
[Perception] -LVL 12/100 (7%) [Master]
The perception of the user is drastically slowed down with the use of Mana. Will perceive the world in an extremely slowed down state.
Cost: 100MP (Per perception increase)
Effect: User can stack the time slowed with mana
Warning:Although users may be able to see the attacks or action in minute time, their body still needs to be fast enough to dodge or take action themselves.
Rarity: Rare
[Multitasking] -LVL 42/100 (29%) [Master]
Allows the user to split their consciousness into different parts, allowing said user to do many tasks at once.
Cost: 1,000 MP
Effect: User will split their consciousness once (Can be stacked)
Warning: User may experience minor headaches with prolonged use.
Rarity: Unique
Two skills he had obtained from reaching fifty and a hundred base stat points in Wisdom and Intelligence. He had taken a liking to the two skills and constantly used them, oftenly in a pair, they were simply too compatible.
Explosions boomed, the sounds reverberating across the area, seeing no other choice the Fallen Angels were thrashing Tsuki with even more of their energy indebted into their attacks. Bursts of pain and numbness shook the heir's body, the shockwave and force causing his bones to rattle.
Even then, his expression didn't contort.
'Even Damage Reduction is steadily increasing, how nice'
As he thought this, he slowly began to feel something amiss, he raised an eyebrow as he noticed what this feeling was. The number of attacks had begun to cease and decrease in their freicoity, Tsuki's eyebrows furrowed.
The scenery in Bristol soon became extremely chaotic, to the point even the group couldn't have a full grasp of the area. As waves of Destruction shot out from Sirzechs' body, one could hear a low pant exude from his mouth.
He was tired.
It was no wonder, although each of the Fallen Angels weren't their match, they were still at the very least Mid high class level with the other half being at High Class; slowly but surely their Demonic Energy was being expended, especially his.
Even Tsuki began to sweat, the consumption of mana was tremendous, it was only because of a skill he had obtained that he could last for so long; even more so, the concentration of the Formation was beginning to weigh on his mind.
Seeing no option, he purposely got pierced by a Light Spear.
"Ha! I got him!"
[You have suffered 1,000(2x) DMG!]
A female Fallen Angel shouted with joy as the heir revealed a cruel sneer, upon his back, black bat-like wings burst forth as he shot up into the air; the female revealed fear and shock as he lunged at her.
With a single grasp, his pale and smooth hand gripped around her throat, she had no time to enjoy the softness or cool feeling that the palm radiated as her airway was slowly decreasing; desperately gasping, she couldn't even beg.
"Release her you piece of shit!"
One of the flying males growled out, his expression gloom as he held a light spear within his palm, ready to be launched. While he was normally patient, anger showed on his expression as he heard the pitiful cries of the Fallen Angel in Tsuki's grasp.
No matter how much she kicked, cried, or scratched Tsuki, it was as if it wasn't being done to him, he simply looked at the dozens of adversaries in the sky with a gloomy expression; the situation was only getting worse.
Ajuka held the same expression as he shouted.
"Kill all of the weak Fallen Angels and attack the ones at the very top!"
Ever since the battle began, the crows had begun to fly at the top of the veil, using the group's greatest strength as their own strength. As their own energy was expended, the strongest of the Fallen Angels waited at the top to counter.
And with the weaker ones acting as a shield, the group's situation was slowly turning even more chaotic. Tsuki's furrowed brows turned into a knot, he shouldn't be using too much mana, there was one more group that hasn't shown themselves!
Indeed, he was still wary of the Angels' counter attack, the rulers of England, and the nemesis of the Devils; he knew their chances for survival were only getting worse as time went by. Within his grasp he held the Fallen Angel, he turned towards the male and his troubled expression disappeared.
"Come attack if you have the guts"
His casual remark earned the fury of the weaker Fallen Angels, seeing their hesitation he smiled and with a twist of his wrist, the female's neck had been snapped. Viewing their enraged expressions, he felt a bit better.
"You bastard!"
Throwing dozens of light spears, he dodged them all while using the corpse in his grasp as a shield, this only caused further fury; it was a blatant disregard for their comrade, she wasn't allowed to rest even in death!
Even as her body took in all the light spears, Tsuki was slowly getting closer, his body hurling itself at them with lightning speed; and as they were about to send more light attacks towards the male, their expressions turned into fight and despair.
They were out of energy!
This was Tsuki's plan the entire time, he would rather deal with the canon fodder without exposing any flaws and weaknesses; who knew who was watching his movements, a single mistake could cost him his life.
As such, as he tossed outside the rigid and destroyed corpse to the side, a fist hurled itself towards the head of a nearby Fallen Angel. With a disgusting and horror sounding squelsh, the enemy's body was sent launching towards a building.
As his body impacted against the hard and cold concrete, his body seemingly exploded, the force was too much for the body and caused a grotesque scene of guts and entrails to be displayed on the wall.
Many of the Fallen Angels felt a deep sense of fear. With a single attack Tsuki had caused the death of a Fallen Angel.
This revelation caused many to intake the cold air, the sight was too gruesome.
Not soon after, blows and fists were sent in all directions, drifting and plowing through the air; blood was sent flying and Fallen Angels began to get cut down, with each fist the air exuded a small shockwave.
Tsuki was like a ruthless rampaging demon, with every swing and movement of his body and fist, blood was spilled and bodies were caved in; with every breath he took, it guaranteed the death of the former angels!
Blood soon dyed the heir's cloth, causing the fabric to stick to his skin as guts fell from the sky, the morale and hope of his enemies falling with. All through his journey to strength, he was abnormally clear of his weakness regarding close combat.
Sadly, he has yet to find a fighting style or martial arts that matched him, he could only use raw strength to defeat his opponents. Yet, this had already shown their results, slowly but surely their adversaries were beginning to decrease.
But Ajuka's expression was only becoming uglier, far above them yellow bright regal lights glowed; encompassing all those below them, it was as if the sun had once again risen. These bright blinding lights were only becoming brighter and brighter.
While Sirzechs took reference from Tsuki and instead sliced down his opponents with a blade, even his face couldn't help but dim, his viscous and proud grin no more; Serafall could only send waves of ice towards the sky, attempting to block out the reincarnation of the sun.
The giant glaciers of ice that spanned across the sky and city quickly expended Serafall's demonic energy but she paid no mind to that as she commanded the ice, quickly the terrain of the battlefield was engulfed in coldness.
Ajuka narrowed his eyes as he similarly shot up his hand, a massive magic circle laid above the barrier of ice that shielded them; as for Sirzechs and Tsuki, they had no such magic and could only cut down and beat the weaker Fallen Angels.
By no means were the fallen angels idiots, they were beings who were originally created by god and survived the Great War; they had experienced things that no mere human could ever hope to match, and the young group was certainly no exception to this.
Almost as soon as the veil had been used, causing everyone to be entrapped in the city, a group of the higher ranking enemies had flown to the sky and concentrated their energy; as time went by, more and more started to do this while sacrificing their comrades.
They wanted to kill Tsuki in one focused attack.
Taking a deep breath, Tsuki's mana surged out from his body, in one single moment over a twentieth of his mana was used; large amounts of pink smoke began to emit from his body and spread across the area.
While he had no large defensive methods -more like didn't have the time to place them- he could at the very least use the mist to give the ice that shielded them some dream-like properties; further strengthening it.
As the mist landed against the ice, it began to take shape and began to turn corporeal; it was a Dream Rune!
It was one of Tsuki's gains after many months, being able to use Dream Absorption in runic form and strengthen an inorganic object by many folds. One of his trump cards was used at this moment, seeing this the group revealed relaxed expressions.
They had long since known of this trump card and were relieved to see it being used.
Almost as if gaining life, the glacier only grew bigger and mightier, the buildings began to condense into ice as the life of humans were slowly slain; yet none could be bothered with the life of the mortals.
The presence of Serafall's ice magic was a factor that caused the enemies' hearts to shudder, given enough time and it would be enough to span across all of England. They have lived for countless years and have witnessed even more geniuses, and it was at this moment they could firmly and confidently say Serafall stood near the top.
In fact, the entire group were unparalleled geniuses!
It was due to this that their killing intent surged, for the sake of their race, the three would need to be killed; lest they became threats to their entire species. And with that thought, with a single command, with every drop of their energy.
They attacked.
In a regal spectacle, the darkness that corroded the sky was cleansed by the grand light, for a brief moment one would think the sun has risen once more. It was this light that caused all beings to have expressions of terror.
The oppressive aura that swept through their bodies, the blinding light that caused the stars to stare in envy, the mountain-like pillar of light that stood tall and proud; the world itself shuddered at the presence of the attack.
Immediately, the eyes of the gods stared down at the scene, every being stared at the scene.
Feeling the pressure increase, Tsuki loosened the veil, his control of the formation slowly becoming unstable; the fractures and cracking sounds of the black curtain being evidence of his thoughts.
'Are you still not showing yourself?'
Tsuki frowned, tremors shook his bones, his heart clenched with unease and a distinct sensation of fear appeared; yet all of these emotions evaporated as soon as they had the chance to form. Calmness exuded from his body, the more dangerous the situation the calmer one needed to be to assess it.
Seeing unparalleled danger about to arrive he couldn't help but shout.
"To think you would even endanger the entirety of England! Aren't you afraid of slaughtering so many innocent people!? Of causing the death of those that pray and cry to God?"
Ignoring the headache, he gnashed his teeth and continued under the confused gaze of his comrades; only Ajuka's gaze brightened.
"Killing millions of humans, how would God feel? Seeing so many of his beloved children slaughtered?"
Tsuki cried out, with the use of his mana his voice was amplified and swept through the surviving forces, be they cannon fodder or those that flew at the sky they all revealed ugly and incredulous expressions.
What type of joke was this? Wasn't he the one who initiated the attack? He was too shameless! Even bringing up their father, the lives of the humans, and those that would be implicated in their attack.
"How shameless!"
"I don't want to hear these words from a devil, especially you!"
Shouts came out from above as Tsuki's eyes glimmered, despite the immense threat the pillar of light posed, a small grin etched its way onto his face. He knew his words had caused a ripple in his target's heart.
Not in the Fallen Angel's, oh no.
His true target, the First Son of God, The Supreme Commander of the Heavenly Ghosts, the Prince of the Heavens, and the current Lord of Heaven.
Archangel Michael.
He was God's Favorite son, the strongest of all the angels, and Leader of the Angel Faction. There was no one that lived who didn't know of him, even the humans that lived below in ignorance sang of praises, singing his tales all throughout history.
As such, when the gloomy clouds that hung above ceased to exist, when his body lowered itself to be in eye sight of all the beings below him; he stared coldly at the devils and fallen angels below him, there was no hint of his famous caring and warm expression.
Most supernatural figures hadn't ever seen Michael, even during the Great War, the Prince of Heaven's existence was only seen by those that stood in equal power. All those that were inferior could only be wiped out when meeting him.
Standing tall with incomparable power was the feminine leader of the Angels, most males would have their heart throbbing when gazing at the male; with straight long blonde hair and a pair of jewel like eyes that were comparable to the most beautiful of emeralds, most would confuse him as a goddess.
Even Tsuki's beautiful and elegant appearance couldn't compare with his.
The most eye-catching part of the male was his massive and gorgeous twelve white wings, their mere presence causing a radiating glow and a sense of inferiority to spawn in the hearts of the viewers.
Glancing at the veil, he gave a meaningful look as he pursued his lips; with a single glance the black curtain shook as the cracks and fractures healed up. The scene shocked everyone but immediately understood why he had done it it.
Although the show of power was chilling, healing the formation gave significant meaning and message; no one here was going to leave! Of course, it was also because it covered their actions, preventing the humans from finding out about the supernatural.
Although it irked Michael, he could do nothing about it, he wasn't proficient in Formations and his sister and brother's who were, couldn't be used; Heaven's defences would be weakened by having so many powerful figures coming down.
His main proficiency were of course Runes and Magic, more specifically Holy and Light. With his magic, he could at least heal the formation, unfortunately he could do no further more.
Sighing, his eyes locked towards the male responsible for the Formation, almost instantly Tsuki shuddered under his verediscent green eyes. Even if Tsuki used his true power, he had no confidence in being able to defeat Michael, much less kill.
As for escaping? Only luck would be a factor concerning that.
Moving his gaze away from the young Devil, Michael frowned, finding the pillar of light that disgraced his race; he waved his dainty and frail looking hand.
The action was simple, simple enough for any mere human to do it, and yet it held a graceful aura to it; like a swan spreading its wings, the sight caused most to sigh in emotion. But to Tsuki, it was like the opposing presence and action of an emperor.
With a single action, an emperor could dictate the life of their lowly subjects, deciding life or death; this was no different!
As he made his move, the young group of devils' expression turned grim, this was supposed to be a simple mission and yet it had turned out to be a calamity.
Although the movement had no destructive capabilities, immediately the massive pillar of light hundreds of Fallen Angels had arduously worked to construct turned into mere particles of light that dispersed into the air.
They could only watch helplessly at this as pain soon engulfed their nerves.
A wave of a golden like sea submerged the crows that stood before him, feeling the pressure and killing intent in the attack; few dodged while more than half had died, their blood and entrails being carried by the mystical current.
Tsuki's face paled as his body shook, a mouthful of blood soon came from his mouth as he threw it up, fear was present in his eyes. His teammates had similar reactions, their bodies trembling as Sirzechs and Serafall reciprocated the action.
Only Ajuka remained unharmed, this was due to the reflective abilities of his magic, yet cold sweat dripped from his forehead as he looked at the vast sea above him. It was too grand, too powerful to be able to be comprehended by them.
In their eyes, this single action and move had covered the sky in a gold liquid. Despite standing at the ground, the air was heavy and filled with Holy and Light magic. Undoubtedly, beings of darkness would be suppressed under such territories.
Tsuki's movements faltered, his breathing heavy as he slouched against a building; although they would face suppression, it was never to this extent! The might of Michael far surpassed the rumors regarding his strength.
'Satan Class, what type of power is this!?'
Tsuki couldn't help but express shock, even when he had formulated his plan and heavily overestimated him, it still had not reached the level to where Michael currently was. The vastness and gap between High Class and Satan Class was finally being displayed here.
No doubt that Tsuki had underestimated the distance between him and the legendary realm of Satan Class. Between these two realms was of course the Ultimate Class, yet Tsuki felt as if even Ultimate Class couldn't compare to Satan Class.
How many people in the whole world surpassed Satan Class? Each faction leader displayed might of this level, with a few of the strongest gods also reaching this level. Only Ophis, Great Red, Trihexia, and the Two Heavenly Dragons completely surpassed this realm.
Even Observe wouldn't reveal anything.
Michael
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Race - Archangel
Alignment - Heaven
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CHA- ?
LCK - ?
Thoughts/Emotions about you: Admiration, despite being so young you've reached such a level and thus he respects you. Worry, doesn't want you to become a threat of Heaven, will kill you if need be.
Affection: 10/100
His high affection and thoughts were certainly a surprise for the male, he fully expected to be hated and despised, yet this wasn't true at all. Not only was his status with Michael not in the negatives, he even admired the heir for his quick succession to strength.
This was beyond everyone's expectations.
Of course, even if it wasn't in the negatives it didn't necessarily mean it was high either. The stinging sensation that tingled his skin and dwelled deep into his body made sure of that, it was akin to reciting the bible hundreds of times.
'To think he's strong enough to suppress me so casually...'
Even as his body's condition slowly worsened in the presence of such powerful Holy Magic, his expression regained its unusual calmness as he stared intensely at the floating figure in reverence and fear at the figure above.
In this world, strength was all that mattered and to Tsuki it was something he had to respect.
Strength was the only factor that could change his outcome, it was the only factor that could fight fate itself, it was the only factor that could change one's path! Even in his past life, he had sacrificed much for the normal humans' understanding of 'power'.
And now, once again he strived for a higher form of power.
"Shit, what do we do Tsuki?"
Sirzechs cursed as he saw the structure of ice slowly crumbling, it wasn't even intentional, the aura of the attack itself was wiping out the Demonic Energy that fueled the ice attack. It was a worrisome sight, something that caused the heart of Sirzechs to be filled with trepidation.
He was no idiot, after so much time and clues being given to him he was able to assess the situation. The mission was supposed to be a probe for the child but they had accidently caused the Descendants' plans to be flung forward.
Whether it was their pride or luck, they had fought the Fallen Angels first and they were now being used as cannon fodder for them. If they hadn't provoked the crows then they would be the ones currently facing Michael.
The thought was enough to send chills through the group's spines.
"All we can do is wait and suppress any injuries while recuperating as much as we can, with the threat of the veil and death of more humans it should be enough for Michael to let us live"
Seeing no choice, Tsuki proposed this, even the prideful Sirzechs nodded at the plan; it was indeed a good idea, it would buy them enough time for reinforcements to arrive while they escaped.
Ajuka revealed a bitter expression as he spoke.
"What about the child?"
Also having a solid grasp of the real situation, he couldn't help but ask, he was reluctant to leave without any gains. The loss of the child was sure to have a massive impact, more pressure would be placed on the rebellion in an act of anger.
The child may also become a weapon that could be used, or something to at least stop the advancement of the Government.
"I purposely missed them with my attack, he should be fine."
Serafall noted out loud as they nodded, then they still had some hope to complete the mission. It was only due to Serafall's great control over her magic, as such, Tsuki's palm rubbed Serfall's hair.
Sirzechs almost wanted to say "Get married already" but he feared those would be his last words.
Even Ajuka didn't have confidence in facing the current joyous Serafall's wrath.
Giving a look of ponder, Tsuki tried to assess the situation.
Currently the Fallen Angels were engaged in a one sided massacre, they were currently shielded by the giant glacier but they both knew it would only take a mere second for the grand structure to completely crumble.
The only 'weapon' they had was the Formation Veil, with it they held a leverage over Michael who wanted to stop the death of any more humans; at the same time, an Angel that could take over the formation could be deployed at any time so it was best not to blatantly hold it over Michael for the advantage they held.
"We can only wait, we can use the child as another piece of leverage and escape; Ajuka how confident are you in deflecting a single attack of Michael?"
At Tsuki's question Ajuka grimace, his core was already beginning to show signs of severe stress, trying to endure an attack from the leader of all angels, the one that reigned free under God and rivaled Lucifer; he had no confidence.
"My core is showing signs of instability, my reserves are being constantly depleted. If I was at my peak, I could decrease the force of his attack by roughly half, if it's one of his weak attacks of course"
Ajuka relayed the information the Satanachia as said male nodded, his eyes glimmering as he formulated a plan; there was only a single way to ensure his plan and safety succeeded, but it would be a gamble.
He didn't invest in his LCK stat for nothing.
Summoning Dream Storage he grabbed four vials, clear pristine emerald liquid in each one, with the faintest hint of oceanic blue; shock flashed Ajuka's eyes.
[Supreme HP and Mana Potion]
A vial that completely recovers the HP and Mana of the user who drinks the contents.
Rarity: Unique
As one could tell, such a potion would fetch an extremely high price and depending on the situation in the Underworld, it could even reach millions. Such an asset would be guarded by their respective factions, only to be used on the Faction Leaders.
For Tsuki to bring four out… just how much did he spend?
Tossing one to each of his teammates, he spoke with a sigh.
"Drink it, it was a gift from my father and I would rather not let it see go to waste"
Nodding at his command, they drank the contents of the vials. As they quickly replenished their energy for their final act of survival, cold light flashed through Tsuki's eyes; his next move would guarantee certain failure or success for his scheme.
'How exciting'
In this world, there was no such thing as eternal enemies or comrades; there was no such thing as family nor a true friend. Because in a split second, the kindest of allies could turn into the worst of enemies.
This was something everyone in the world knew and bitterly acknowledged.
So when they saw a speeding figure, blades of compressed winds being launched towards Michael, forcing him to stop his attack and black the slashes, nobody questioned it. Their eyebrows only furrowed as they saw the unharmed Satanachia heir standing next to them.
"Never thought I'd say a noble of the Devils joined hands with the disgraced crows." Michael mused, no anger or true shock in his tone, he even sounded amused.
"Our interests… align you could say." Tsuki answered with a kind smile before flicking his wrist, at this action everyone began to attack; sending spears of gleaming and piercing light towards the Archangel.
Immediately, the large group of Fallen Angels and Tsuki were engaged in a fierce battle with the Archangel; flying in the air while pulling intricate and complex maneuvers, a single mistake could spell their doom.
Contrary to everyone's belief, Tsuki's appearance didn't disrupt the group's fluidity and synchronization with each other, his moves didn't cause any disruptions towards them. In fact, they were crucial, attacking only when necessary or to drag away Michael's attention so he didn't place a shield up or attack them.
'What frightening battle talent.'
Similarly, everyone had this thought.
The heir was able to immediately adapt towards their styles without any trouble. It was a shocking sight as he provided both assistance and support to the massive group of Fallen Angels, their rate of death falling to a drastic point, it was near zero.
Michael's thin expression curled into a frown.
'Attacking to reduce the effectiveness of my attacks and to increase my wounds, supporting and vanishing when I'm focused on him and healing the Fallen Angels when not doing this. The situation won't get any better if I don't deal with him.'
Michael was very much aware of Tsuki's presence in the field and the effects he had. Previously half of the Fallen Angels were killed in less than a dozen minutes, but now he could only kill a few every ten minutes. It was a drastic decrease.
Even minor injuries that took time to heal were increasing steadily.
Of course, he could wipe them all out with a single attack, the distance between Satan and even Ultimate Class was something that couldn't be crossed with mere numbers. But Michael was aware of something they weren't.
The single person he feared in the battle, Doku Satanachia.
He could feel his presence nearby, and that sole fact frightened him. One casual mistake or explosion of his power would leave an opportunity for Doku. His death might cause another Great War, and without a leader the Angel's were guaranteed to be the first to die out.
He innerly sighed, the situation was more complicated than he would like it to be. His goal wasn't to kill the Fallen Angels but to retrieve the two with the Sacred Gears.
To break this cycle and do just that, he would need to kill or at least immobilize Tsuki but…
Watching as Tsuki's figure vanished into the air, his frown deepened by another layer. Doing that would be more troublesome than he desired.
Dodging waves of compressed air, he barely hid his shock as the energy turned into a rune; he also had innate talent in runes? His desire to kill Tsuki only intensified. Having talent in both Runes and Formations was rarely seen in the three factions.
And yet, he couldn't kill him. Killing Tsuki would drop the veil, something he won't allow to happen. His eyes gleamed as he realized something. He was restricted, restricted in every way by Tsuki.
He had no doubt his companions were off getting the child, using them as a hostage so Michael doesn't kill them was definitely a possibility. Killing Tsuki or attempting to do so will cause Tsuki to drop the veil, exposing the secret of the supernatural to the whole world.
Tsuki was untouchable.
Despite the situation, he didn't grimace, in fact; he smiled.
Light runes surged from his body, most getting intercepted by waves of fire and icicles of ice; no doubt Tsuki's doing.
The heir's eyes widened, every being had a limit, their ability to draw power from their core was a limit no being of supernatural origins could escape. Only those that broke free from the chains that limited Satan Class like the Heavenly Dragons or the Dragon Gods could use infinite energy.
Which was why he was shocked to see so much of Michael's energy being expended to construct runes and send them in Tsuki's direction.
It was only until Tsuki's attacks met the runes did he understand Michael's thought process; the spear of ice that penetrated through the rune found itself in a dilemma.
Wrapping around the thick cold object, like a piece of tar, the pole of ice was then engulfed in the regal white light and as if losing all motion, it dropped; it's destination being quite evident as it crashed into the ground down below.
'He's trying to capture me!'
Tsuki sneered, being killed by him would no doubt cause unimaginable consequences, but as for being captured? Not only would he be out of the equation in the fight which guaranteed the death of the Fallen Angels, the veil wouldn't be dropped.
Dodging and disrupting the waves of runes, even with Tsuki's speed and Gamer System, he found it nearly impossible to break free from the barrage of Light Runes; Michael was getting desperate and it was this desperation that caused gaps.
Soon, superficial wounds littered the Archangel's body, signs of the Light Spears' grazing being apparent on his flesh, he was placing too much focus on Tsuki. It was for this reason they could hold out for so long.
Beads of cold sweat dripped from Tsuki's forehead, even his passive skill Natural Mana was beginning to waver with his massive Mana expenditure. It was an extremely useful skill that he had obtained after reaching a certain level in his stats.
[Natural Mana] -LVL 82/100 (71%) [Master] (Passive)
All natural mana in the air or surroundings will be filtered out and the user will absorb the pure energy, drastically increasing their Mana and Mana Recovery rate.
Cost: None
Effect: When used, Mana/Recovery will be increased by 48x
Warning:User's body will begin to degrade if used for an extremely long period of time.
Rarity: Legendary
It was a passive skill he treasured dearly, in his heart its immense value was no less equal to Soul Devour; it was a skill that allowed him to use techniques far beyond what his base Mana could handle.
Yet, despite his advantage and numbers of temporary allies, Michael had little to no trouble in suppressing him, edging him into a corner as he was forced to use Wind Feet, Flash Step, Concealment, Dream Travel, and Fire Passage. All of them were evasive skills that came at a large expenditure, causing his mana to drop at a considerable rate.
Gloominess flashed across his face, watching as an absurd amount of stream of lights shot towards the feminine male Angel; with a simple wave of his hand, a shield of radiant golden light blocked them, causing a booming shockwave.
'Archangel Michael…'
Only now did Tsuki truly feel the vast weight of this name, the name of one of the strongest Faction Leaders; the man who walked the same path as God! His Favorite Son! The Strongest of all Angels!
With a wave, with a flick, with a gaze, with every action Michael imposed; all other incoming attacks seemed for naught as massive booms of explosions and shockwaves riddled the sky, causing mass destruction and turmoil in the sky.
The Satanachia's gaze hesitated with uncertainty, if he went all out… if he used every drop of his true strength, could he even last a dozen breaths against this monster?
He frowned bitterly as he dodged an arc of piercing light, his clothes being nothing more than rags as blood seeped from his wounds; he could only evade the attacks for so long until Michael had a grasp of his movements.
With these injuries, he was bound to be slowed down, and with that Michael's mission of capturing him would be countless of times easier than before.
Just as the veil began to fracture, a domino effect rampaging through its fragile durability; a golden hue enveloped it as it was once repaired. Michael gave low breaths as he diverted his attention, yet this was enough as large beams of light shot straight towards him.
The invisible light shield that protected his body could only unceasingly flicker, a bit more pressure and it would shatter, this was something everyone was aware of. Yet, Michael didn't make an attempt to stop it.
Suddenly, a change occurred!
Feeling an intense pressure wash over the sky, Tsuki's eyes widened as cold sweat pervaded throughout his whole, standing without motion it was as if all his strength had been sapped from his body.
In fact, every being that stood inside the veil had this reaction. Michael was no different, relief and fear being engrained on his face.
Tsuki's heart palpitated, it was only until Gamer's Mind took action did his beating heart begin to calm down. Yet, phantom sensations of fear and terror still shook his body; he grimaced as he felt an endless supply of Demonic Energy gather.
Horror struck everyone's face as an imposing and domineering pressure washed over them, this pressure caused even more cracks in the formation that Michael was forced to fix; it was simply a tactic to split Michael's attention.
He knew that and yet he had no choice but to follow along.
"It's been a long time… Doku.'' Michael voiced out, his voice strained as he diverted his concentration, it was consistently draining him of his energy but he couldn't let the veil drop; too many human lives would be lost and the consequences would be unimaginable.
Revealing himself to everyone, Doku stood a mere five feet besides Tsuki, similar to his son Doku also possessed numerous techniques concerning invisibility. Tsuki's eyes also widened as he stared at his father.
His appearance wasn't flashy nor conspicuous, it was as if he flickered into reality, there wasn't any sound or warning. And it made it all the more horrifying, Tsuki didn't even notice him until he stood beside him.
Noticing the immense tension and battle lust in the air, Tsuki began to back away with the other Fallen Angels following suit; this was about to become a battle that they couldn't even begin to hope to participate in.
Immediately after, the air buzzed with tension, the thick scent of blood lingering as the two males stared at one another; Demonic and Holy energy began to mix as the air around them began to distort.
Feeling the veil itself shake and nearly shatter, Tsuki was forced to place his attention; in fact, it wasn't just the veil. The entirety of the city as a whole began to tremble for the incoming war between the two Satan Class beings.
Tsuki knew the fate of the situation was out of his hands, all he could was watch while plotting during their battle.
'Now… it's the fight between monsters'
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AN
And Doku finally appears! Oh man, have I been waiting to use and develop him, it was one of the things I have been planning to do for a long, long time and now I can finally do what I wanted.
Expect the next chapter to be insane, Doku vs Michael!