184 Despair (2/2)

He is an Advanced Rank 3 Angelic Paragon and is bloodline gave him great physical might, yet there was no way he could reach that type of momentum with just his body and he could not understand how the man did it.

However, he did not have time to think as he saw how runes started to glow in the man's body. When this happens the red lightning increases its power and concentrates on the man's arms and legs.

The man formed a cross with its arms in front of his chest before leaping, breaking the ground under its feet and firing its body like a cannon against the Angelic Paragon.

The speed he managed to achieve was so immense than in the next instant he was right in front of Liner and all the natural energy around him was being channeled into his body increasing exponentially the might of his charge.

The Angelic Paragon could barely react and he channels all the energy he could into the rune he had on his chest creating a yellow sphere around his body before completely covering himself with his wings.

The defensive rune that protected Liner was similar to the one that the Angelic Paragon with the blood wings that Zatiel fought had and that it needed the combined might of an explosion of Fiendfire and several Abyssal Blasts to destroy.

The man had its arms in front of him and used the entire power of his body to crash against the yellow sphere.

Cracks appeared immediately in the sphere and it was able to hold on less than a second before breaking down. However, it consumed a great amount of the man's drive before crashing against the winged cocoon.

When Liner felt the cross of red lightning touching him, he could swear that it was not a man but a meteorite the one smashing against his body.

The Angelic Paragon was sent flying away and there were several fractures on his wings that would have been much worse if not for the yellow sphere.

After that impressive attack, the man's face grows pale and the power in the red lightning diminished considerably. His expression, however, remained the same and pure coldness could be seen in his eyes as he turns to look at the Angel of Supremacy.

Paris' heart was filled with absolute terror and helplessness when she saw those eyes. She has just seen how this man killed the Angel of Protection and sent flying away Liner in a matter of seconds and understood that she could do nothing against him.

Without hesitation, she turns around and attempts to escape from the monster in front of her, but she was barely able to move a few meters before a hand grabbed the back of her neck and red lightning paralyzed her body.

Unfortunately for Paris, her body was only paralyzed and could feel how the man grabs her wings and rips them from her back.

”AAAAAHH!” An inhumane shriek came out from Paris' mouth due to the horrible pain she was feeling.

The man did not show anything when he hears the scream and after a few seconds that were pure torture for the Angel of Supremacy, he raises her above his head and his free hand grabs her waist.

With one hand on the back of Paris' neck and one on her waist, the man starts to pull making the screams louder before the Angel of Supremacy was torn apart, finally dying.

The red lightning swallowed all the blood that was falling into the man's body and it even enters into the Angel of Supremacy's body and devoured its insides.

Liner had just come out from the pit he created when he landed in the ground and saw that gruesome scene and how the man and red lightning recovered all the energy they lost with the attack that destroyed his rune and hurt his wings.

Panic and fear fill his mind and he could not believe what was happening. He is a member of the Heavenly race, one of the most powerful races on the universe and his bloodline was that of an Angelic Paragon and now he was facing a monster he could not escape.

”Who are you!” Liner's eyes were showing the despair that was crushing his will.

The man with the red lightning looks at the Angelic Paragon and when he saw the state of his opponent, his eyes lose their coldness and became devoid of all emotion.

”I am Ezequiel, the Supreme, the Will, and your death.”