Multiple vibrations in the air forced Angela to dodge, her mind racing as she flew down the street to minimize her visibility, using the buildings as barricades.
But even then, her attacker kept on shooting her .
Each shot pierced through the structures like they were made of tufo, forcing her to adjust her flight path constantly until she found a safe place in the ground.
She then lowered her aura to further conceal her presence.
The continuous barrage of attacks suggested that her attacker specialized in rapid long-distance combat, likely a type of demon with extreme proficiency in this area.
It was not uncommon for beings like angels and demons to possess overwhelming strengths in one aspect while having vulnerabilities in another.
But what made matters worse for her was the devastating penetrating power of each projectiles; if she were hit, she knew her defenses would be insufficient to block it .
It was a tough situation for her, especially since she was already injured and most of her power was now focused on ridding herself of the Death Energy.
If she hadn't been wounded, she would have been able to fight more effectively.
'If I could just get close, I could activate my domain,' she thought to herself.
Activating her domain would at least allow her to use her home court advantage. She refused to believe that her domain, imbued with divine elements, could be beaten easily.
In fact, domains were something angels specialized in; it wouldn't be wrong to say that they were the first beings to possess this ability.
However, the issue now was that she couldn't sense the demon at all.
Whatever ability or artifact it was using proved to be highly effective against her.
'Should I run away?' she thought to herself.
But before she could decide, her intuition kicked in, and she quickly dodged to the side.
Another dark-red lightning flash, and the wall behind her was pierced through again, forcing her to change position.
Whoever was attacking her seemed to have the ability to see through walls, judging from the accuracy of the shot.
'Damn it,' she muttered, biting her lips in annoyance.
Her eyes filled with anger as her arrogant nature clashed with the reality of being forced into this situation.
At this point , she already planned to gave up and just escape, the lost of the chalice was big but this body was more important to her .
However—
Before she could turn away, she caught sight of Reign standing around 5 kilometers away from her, the chalice gleaming in his outstretched hand .
"He's still alive?" Angela was shocked. She thought he had already been killed by the demon attacking her.
Piece by piece, she was struck, each projectile tearing through her body .
A gaping hole appeared in her stomach, followed by another in her neck.
Her hands were completely torn off, shredded by the onslaught, as she fought to maintain her footing amidst the one sided attack.
Despite her efforts, her body was soon riddled with holes, the barrage leaving her battered and collapsing to the ground.
THUD!
"I— Impossible, how did I end up like this," she felt angry and insulted that she was reduced to this by someone she had thought was inferior, and in such a way that until the very end made her look like a fool.
She was not beaten through dominance or raw power, which normally occur during high-level battle.
No, she was defeated through the use of strategy, something she found laughable and typically used by the weak, like humans.
There was no pride, no honor; it felt like Reign was looking at her not as an equal, but merely a somewhat harder to kill prey than a human.
And she was right.
From the very beginning, Reign had always considered her as just a prey. He was a true killing machine that would do everything it takes to win.
"You angels really don't learn," Reign's sarcastic voice echoed through Arc's headless body.
It was an ability that he discovered after reaching Demon Lord Level and advancing to Skull Sovereign.
"What a funny sight, " Reign's laughter filled the air, mocking Angela's defeat.
"Look at you," he sneered, "this is what happens when you're careless."
Angela gritted her teeth in frustration as she struggled to maintain her consciousness .
"Y— You've been hiding your true power all along to make me lower my guards down," she replied ,her ego further stung by his sharp words.
"Nah, you're just a gullible idiot," Arc's body moved under Reign's command , stepping on her head and rolling it along the ground like a ball.
This display of dominance infuriated her to the point where veins began to protrude on her forehead.
She was seething with rage.
"You will regret this. I will hunt you down after I find another vessel" she spat out.
"My, my, you angels are reading from a script or something when you get beaten? That's the same line your sister told me."
"You..." she wanted to curse out, but before she could do so, Arc's foot crashed into her head completely destroying it.
"Sorry, I don't really talk to sore losers," Reign chuckled, his voice dripping with disdain.