A Fake Angel
744 Words
A huge c***k had appeared on the side of the dome. Water was now gushing in at an incredible speed. But before it increased to a large amount, another dome covered the damaged area.
The angel was not moving from its spot, but the man had no interest in waiting for it to get up again. The water that had entered the city started to flow towards him.
Apparently, he also had the ability to control water.
The water now was moving as if it were alive. It was moving like a serpent, waiting for its master to decide when to attack.
He still had a little bit of lightning left, which he decided to only use for movement.
He dropped from the ice pillar and started to move towards the fallen angel.
Two swords of iron sprang forth from the ground. He took them, and in an instant, he was on top of the angel.
He stabbed it with both swords, piercing both of its lungs. Two more sprang up from the ground, one for its face and the other one where its reproductive organ is located.
“Hey, I think its dead” someone told him.
He continued to stab it with more swords, just to make sure.
But the moment he turned around, the angel had light coming out of its face and eyes. It started to rise, ignoring the multiple swords in its entire body.
Golden liquid started to drop from its body, but it continued to rise, ignoring the multiple swords that had been keeping it down.
The man was expecting this.
“Finally, you taking me seriously huh?” he told it.
After the angel was released from the swords holding it down, the tridents all came towards it. Then they all pointed at different places.
And this time, instead of shots of light, it started to shoot continuous beams.
Before, a thousand soldiers were lost. But with the continuous light attacks going to different places, and the twenty tridents it had, the death toll rose dramatically.
It killed thousands in seconds.
The man did not care.
He kept staring at the angel. The only thing it was not attacking was the man.
Something is wrong, this is no angel. An angel would not attack this way after it has taken that much damage, is it really an angel? He thought to himself.
He sighted. He really wanted the challenge, which he unfortunately did not get.
He saw that the angel was now dry and decided to take a gamble.
He then used his remaining lightning and appeared in front of the angel. He grabbed its face, and flames suddenly came forth from where his hand was clasped. The flames were yellow, and slowly became blue, as its intensity kept rising.
As he had guessed, the angel was not fighting back, so he could finish it off with the flames. He almost never used this power, as if the people he was fighting against could attack him while he did it, he would have little time to react and stop them.
But the angel had no control over what it was doing anymore.
The flames now became a deathly white.
The tridents of golden color were starting to slow down, responding to the angel’s will.
After a few more seconds, the tridents stopped completely, and the angel stopped struggling. But the man did not stop. In fact, he only made the flames more intense. And this continued until the man closed his fist.
He closed them not because he stopped fighting the angel, but because its head had been completely burned off.
Its head was now gone, and most of its body was completely scorched.
The angel’s body now remained on the floor.
“The body does not even return to normal” he said while inspecting the corpse.
“Whoever made this angel had no idea what a real one looks like when it dies, nor what it looks like when it really wants to fight”
“Just, who are you?” Alexander asked him.
The man glanced up, and responded seriously, “My name’s Kai, he who remains above the constraints of reason and logic. I am he who stands at the top of the world. The name is Kai the Great” Kai said.
Before Alexander could say anything, a huge BOOOM was heard all over the city.
The metal bird had finally crashed.
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