Chapter 930: The Destroyer of World

Chapter 930: The Destroyer of World

A person emerged from the portal. On his back, there was one wing which was more prominent. But the other wing was missing, which gave him a strange appearance. As soon as his feet touched the land, a wave spread out with him at the centre. Everything that the wave touched, disintegrated into nothingness. Except for the Statue of the Archangel, everything in this city was destroyed. The young man, who only had one wing, looked at the barren land where a city used to stand before. No matter how much he rejected, he was still forced to come to this lowly land by his uncle. "You can send me here, but can they stop me from handling things my way?"

He turned to look at the Archangel Statue. The statue hadn't moved, but he still felt that it was watching him. "What an ugly statue. I don't like the look on your face."

He placed his finger on the tall statue that was worshipped by the Elzeirans. In their eyes, this was the statue of the Divine with which they could contact the Archangels. But in Aexin's eyes, this was just an ugly and pathetic statue that was useless. Cracks started spreading across the statue which was unable to resist the force hidden in Aexin's finger. The Statue started glowing, its eyes opened. The sharp gaze looked down on Aexin, like a mighty being. "It looks even more ugly with eyes open."

"Stop what you are doing! Focus on what we sent you there for!"

"I know. You sent me here to bring the child that you all call the Forgotten Prince. And I would do that, if he is kind enough to surrender. If not, the Prince might disappear forever."

"You... Did you forget the consequences?"

He couldn't fly using his wings like the other Archangels, but he could levitate. It was slower compared to an Archangel's speed, but not by much. He started rising in the air and flew toward the ocean on the other end of the continent. He didn't avoid any city on the way. He didn't even stop at those cities, but still the cities in his path were destroyed just because he flew past them. Although he was half Archangel, even the half blood on the Archangel side was beyond the limits of this world. Even worse was the ability of his which destroyed everything in his path. He didn't care if these people were supposed to be on the same side or not. They were slaves of the Archangels who were sent to this world. For these people, Archangels were divine beings that could bring forth a new era for them. For Aexin, these fools deserved to die for being so naive.

"Hah, worshipping those old fools. How pathetic..."

....

Gabriel was about to try reading the woman's memories, but before his hands could touch her, he felt something. There was a bad feeling rising in his heart. His blood was getting restless, and it wasn't a good kind of restless. Not just him, but the others could also feel it. With each passing second, that feeling became worse. All of them looked in the same direction. It was in the direction of the Royal City. "Hahahaha... Someone is here. They sent someone! It's over! Looks like I won't have to wait long in the afterlife!"

The Elzeiran Empress laughed. She didn't need to look around to see who was coming. Although she didn't know the identity of the person, but she could guess. Her blood was the purest royal blood. It had a connection to the Archangels. Even this blood was feeling suppressed. She felt like going down on her knees and worshipping the person who was coming. It was a deep desire that was rising from her heart and her ancestry. This could only mean one thing. The Archangels hadn't sent another slave this time. They had sent someone who carried their blood!

A divine being was here! An Archangel was here. Its presence was undeniable. "I can't face divine beings after my failure. I am pathetic and deserve to die!"

Her laughter continued, but it was a self depreciation laughter now. Her tears didn't stop. Her mind had become unstable. The closer that person came, the crazier she became. It was as if she was hypnotised. Her eyes were slowly growing blank. "I deserve to die! I deserve to die!" She kept repeating. Slowly, she gave up on her immortality just like her brother had done. With everyone distracted, she picked a dagger. Gabriel came to his senses, seeing her pick a weapon. He took a step back, believing like he was going to be attacked. However, the Elzeiran Empress used the dagger on herself. The danger stabbed her chest, yet instead of showing pain, the woman looked happy. She kept stabbing herself again and again, her body falling on the ground. "I am so...rry..." Her last words came as a whisper.