Chapter 242 Absalom 1.5



"Your existence is nothing but a stain upon the fabric of creation. A filthy being like you should not have been allowed to exist!!" The angel let out a scream of fury, gritting his teeth, pain, and anger permeating every fiber of his body.

He unleashed a much greater deal of his cosmic energy all at once causing there to be a radiant spectrum glow with divine intensity on his wings.

With a surge of that energy, he shot forward to Absalom like a comet.

The vampire's eyes widened in surprise as he saw the angel coming at him with fury. Their blades clashed with a resounding clang, and the ground quaked with the force of their collision.

Each strike was a perfect blend of power and finesse, as the spectrum light pushed against Absalom's blood magic.

Absalom's crimson eyes glinted he frowned with the resolution to leverage the full extent of his blood magic against the angel.

But he has tried well enough using a power that he didn't have a perfect hold on in the first place, plus he couldn't reach half the full extent of that power. His pale skin got whiter and all the veins on his body could be visible. He was probably going through excruciating pain to maintain the blood magic but still, he did not stop.

He conjured swirling torrents of blood that snaked along forming a blade and transforming it into a wicked, crimson serpent that hissed with malevolence.

The angel's wings fluttered with incredible speed, creating dazzling patterns of light as he countered Absalom's attack. He infused his celestial sword with radiant energy, unleashing dazzling arcs of light that danced in the air like fireworks of the rainbow.

Absalom lunged forward with zooming speed, his blood serpent slashing through the air like a deadly whip. The angel pivoted gracefully, with fluid movements as he narrowly avoided the attack. He retaliated with a series of precise strikes—quickly Absalok created a swirling vortex of blood, deflecting the angel's attack and creating a barrier between them. He seized the opportunity to strike back, launching a swift counterattack that tested the angel's reflexes.

The angel's eyes narrowed, his focus unyielding as he wove intricate patterns in the air with his celestial sword. The patterns coalesced into a radiant shield, blocking Absalom's relentless strikes with a resilient barrier of light.

Absalom staggered back and began to cough up Black blood, his eyes were reddened and stains of blood could be seen on his sclera, it was getting hard for him to keep using this skill second after second.

"I hope you are not expecting me to pity you or something like that?" The angel said, looking down at Absalom's sorry state.

He tried to respond but couldn't, a surge of pain permeated every bit of him when he tried to make a single movement even though it was just his mouth, all his limbs were stiff and when he eventually tried to move them, all his muscles hurt like he was going to die.

"Whatever, I will just go ahead and finish you, then I will aim for that demon" the angel grinned as he prepared for the last attack.

The corner of Absalom's lips began to curve upwards, it was a murmur but Absalom was saying something, but was trying to say it while not straining his mouth too much, and enduring the pain of whatever little strain he was causing.

The angel squinted his eyes at Absalom, feeling the subservient but threatening aura he could help but notice that Absalom was preparing for another attack.

"You never learn, do you? I wonder what it is that makes you try so hard. You are just a filthy demon, no one cares about your existence, and you don't mean anything to the world. Why try so hard to keep your life? You should even be so glad that you will die at the hands of an angel." He sighed and continued, "Okay, okay, because you are trying so much to protect yourself, I will make it less painful." The angel stated, chuckling softly at Absalom who was still murmuring.

Absalom suddenly fell and touched the ground with his palm, the next thing that appeared was a tremor—the ground began to tremble beneath them and suddenly, a torrent of blood erupted from the earth, coiling around the angel's wings and binding them in a deadly embrace.

"Argh!! You filthy demon! Just when I was planning to go easy on you!!" The angel screamed.

Even with this scale of attack, it was impossible to constraint him, With a burst of his cosmic energy, he shattered the blood restraints, his wings flaring with an even more radiant light.

The angel propelled forward with a blazing fury—and Absalom met him head-on, their collision sending shockwaves through the entire place.

With a loud shout, the angel unleashed a blinding burst of light energy. Immediately under it, Absalom's form began to disintegrate.

He shivered, weak and unable to run for his life, he had expended the best of what he could garner, jumping to clash with the angel.

'Is this the end?' He thought to himself.

But just when the light was about to fully consume him, Balam swooped in and flung him out of it. Using the light as a smokescreen he jumped over the debris and escaped out of the sight of the angel—unto where the other heroes had taken refuge.

By the time the light began to slowly fade away, the angel saw no sign of Absalom. He gritted his teeth.

"Aaahhh!! Damnnit!!" He turned towards the direction that Balam had followed.

"Stop it. That is enough." The angel with a staff stopped him, floating right above his head. "Our deed here is done, we shall return home. This realm will be nothing in the next few minutes."

The angel looked over to the side, all the archons were laying on the ground with broken bodies. His cheeks blushed as he opened his mouth wide like a child that received a flavor of candy he only sees in movies.

"My brethren are so amazing."

"Have you contacted him?" The angel with staff said to the other angel as he arrived.

"Yes, I just did." The one with a blazing sword replied as his sword dissolved into the air.

"Then we shall leave first"

"Wait! Brother! What about the demons? If you give me five more minutes, I can do away with them."

"That's it Loel. You had all the time in the world but you kept playing around, you didn't even use your 'Lichtwaffe'

"I didn't need to use it to defeat lower-level beings such as these!"

"You underestimate everyone. Even though you have so much potential, it might be your downfall one day Loel. I won't take any more objections. Let's go" the angel said and disappeared onto the distance.

The one with the sword looked at him with a blank expression and followed suit.

Loel looked back and gritted his teeth with a frown, "We will meet again, I will get back at you for this humiliation." He said and also took flight.