Arch angel Jeremiel was beautiful, his long blonde hair, his baby blue eyes and his sharp chin.
“There are a lot of humans anyways, nothing happens when I kill a few of them but how come a demon like you cares so much about humans”?
“You don’t have to worry about that dear angel, I was just curious, I couldn’t care less about the humans”.
“So we going to fight now or not”?
“Let’s begin Arch Angel Jeremiel”.
I do not think Diablo is winning
He doesn’t have any magic
He’s an abnormality to all demons
He’s an Arch demon
A rare subspecies of demons which don’t have any magical capabilities
They’re far enough from normal that they’re considered a subspecies
This is my first time seeing an Arch demon and it’s quite a famous one at that
Diablo’s head grew small red horns and his shirt slightly tore apart and revealing his large black wings.
“Light Of Ruin”.
Small beams of light came down from the sky
White light came down quickly like bullets
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“Well aren’t you oh so serious? Mr angel”.
Diablo had barely dodged all the beams but his eyes were calm, as he had been dancing elegantly.
His eyes were glimmering in the light
You could easily see his sharp teeth as he was slight smiling
Why is he smiling like that
Does he believe that he’s going to win? That’s hilarious
He’s confident
“Arch demon, why throw away your life so recklessly when you know you’re not going to win”.
“So you’re saying I have no chances at winning? That’s ridiculous,I’m mere here to weaken you, of course I know that I can’t beat you”.
Hm? He’s lying, even if he can’t beat him physically, he must have some sort of trap, there’s no way that a demon would be so loyal to the point they’re laying their lives just to weaken them. Someone as prideful as him would never.
There’s no way he doesn’t have some sort of plan
“Light Beam”!!
The light was cast in an instant
It was bright
Really bright
Diablo had tried to flap his wings as fast as possible
It was barely enough
His left leg was injured, it looked destroyed, slightly leaking a little blood
“Damn Jeremiel, you tryna kill me now”?
“Shut up Demon, you’re goddamn annoying”.
“Thanks for the compliment”.
He’s trying to lure him into a trap, is he not?
Diablo is obviously taunting him
“Just shut up, Light beam”.
This time the day of light was way more precise and smaller
It was aimed for his heart
All it did was shave some skin off his armpit as blood started pouring
“Hey, you really aren’t a noble angel, you’re not even giving me a chance”.
“Shut up, there’s no way I’m giving you any chance to get close to me”.
“But I already am close to you”.
Diablo had appeared behind the angel, his long black fingernails on the back of the angel’s neck
“You try and move even a little, your brain stem will pop”.
Well it seems like all that talk was for something after all
“So, tell me, what’s god’s true name”?
“Answer me, or you’re going to feel the pain”.
“Answer me”.
Jeremiel’s hand quickly reached for his own chest.
Diablo’s fingernails slowly dug into the back of his skin
As his hand pierced through the neck
Jeremiel’s eyes went into the back of his head as he fell from the sky
A loud thud could be heard as he dropped
Why did he reach for his chest? This makes no sense
Why would he risk his life for such useless actions
Unless it wasn’t useless
I don’t think he would willingly kill himself
He didn’t willingly kill himself
But doing that would exhaust up all his remaining mana.
I really want to check up on his body but Diablo would see me from up in the sky
“Teleport”.
I stayed behind the tree next to the crater of where his body was lying
Since I activated a skill, he would’ve hear me, no?
I had a glance at his body
Blood was still running through his body even with a hole in his neck
Psychic
A skill that allows you to control whatever you touched from a distance away, it absorbs a lot of mana though.