419 Angel Of Death
The exchanges grew shorter and shorter as their speed increased further and further.
Even keeping up with the trail of sparks and flames left behind them wasn't easy, as they disappeared faster and faster.
The ground broke in multiple spots. The air screeched. Powerful gusts of wind with every exchange.
A worrying question passed through Mark's mind. A frightening possibility.
'Am I... Going to survive this?'
Just as that question crossed his mind, the General of Wrath's body became suddenly visible. Zino was two dozen meters above the ground.
And he was pointing.
Mark knew it was coming.
The next instant, she appeared in front of him.
The same was about to happen again, huh?
A flash of light.
The Lightning bolt was shot but,
'Seriously...?' Both Zino and Mark couldn't help but ask themselves.
The Lightningbolt had connected with her left palm.
Burnmarks immediately appeared on her wrist, then on her forearm.
The burn marks moved up her arm until her shoulder and,
'Stopping that attack... At the cost of burn marks only?' Mark was truly dumbfounded.
But he was wrong.
Those burn marks weren't the cost of stopping the attack, no.
As the burn marks had appeared on her shoulder, the Lightning bolt had been stopped. It had disappeared, and she had pulled her arm back.
The next instant, she extended that same arm, and pointed.
'No...!' The eyes of the still airborne General widened as it was shot in his direction!
A dark Lightningbolt that was just as fast as the one he had shot a second ago!
A Black Lightningbolt!
It was different than the one used by Zino, not in speed though.
A handful of seconds passed.
In the place of the thunderclap, a thump resonated. The General's decapitated arm had hit the ground.
Zino screamed! She turned towards the white-scaled Monster.
The Black Flames wrapped around her left arm like a snake spread.
From her back, they emerged. Two wings similar to a bird's. Wings made of those Black Flames.
Aura and Lightning merged around the General's body!
He stood up, and she extended her right arm towards him.
The General's knees bent. His chin was lowered. The ground below him cracked!
Mark couldn't tell, but was his right Eye not wounded, could he use his High Elven Pupil, he would have seen it. The mass of purple Mana above the General's body that was pushing heavily on his shoulders.
"Gravity... Magic...!?" The General struggled to move under the sheer weight placed so suddenly. "You... Whore...!"
Her eyes went back towards the white-scaled Monster.
Her dark and empty eyes.
A rebellious strand of hair placed itself on her nose, cutting through her pale face. The only part of her hair that wasn't lost in the Darkness surrounding her.
Her hair was part of it. She was part of it.
Part of that Darkness.
Her right hand lay on the white-scaled Monster's cheek.
The General screamed under the weight. The Lightning and Aura merged. His hands were brought to the ground. His whole body was covered by the mixture of Lightning and Aura!
The mixture changed shape. The General of Wrath's scream turned into a roar! A cheetah!
Lightning struck!
She turned towards the General.
The ground broke below the latter as he moved forward on all fours!
All Mark could see was the General's body tilting forward. Because the next instant, he was gone.
It was the fastest Zino could get. Mimicking close to perfection the speed of his Lightning. It was something that he could only do for a couple of seconds. But at that speed, a couple of seconds is all that is ever needed!
He was already in front of her! No, behind her!
The Magic similar to Teleportation had allowed her to keep up with the General. But now, it had backfired.
The General's objective, what his claws aimed to pierce wasn't her chest, but his!
A sudden flash of light!
Mark only realized what had happened when drops fell on his nape.
He quickly turned around, only to find her standing inches away.
"Yes... Yes! My speed... My Lightning!!" The General of Wrath shouted before pulling his arm out of her stomach!
The General stepped back, and she stepped forward.
The next second, heaps of blood exited her mouth.
Mark's shoulder was splashed, and tears of blood went down his arm.
She had used her back to shield him, and that's what Zino wanted!
"My Lighting... Haha!" A panting Zino shouted. "My speed... Wins-"
She had suddenly disappeared.
Mark's eye couldn't keep up with any of their movements. And yet now, he could see it clearly.
He could see her hands raised up high. He could the black snake slither towards her hand. He could see that snake elongate itself and change forms.
Behind Zino didn't stand a Human, a Spirit, a Monster, a Beast, or a Demon.
Her bird-like wings of Black Flames flared up.
Between her hands, a Scythe made of those Flames. A Scythe made of Hellfire.
The Angel Of Death lowered its weapon swiftly, and Zino screamed.
His knees and palms went to the ground.
He screamed and screamed!
Mark knew about it. The Flames born from the union between the Undying Flames and the Demonic Flames. The former, Flames that won't die unless put out. The latter, Flames that burned at the Soul, using fear for fuel.
He screamed, and the pain became worse!
He feared for his life, and the pain became worse!
She stepped away, dizzy and staggered. Drops of blood went down her body, staining her pale skin. Her chest had been pierced through. Her facial expression hadn't changed.
She took four steps away. The Black Flames around her body started fading.
The General screamed!
The Scythe had cut deep. From his right shoulder to his left hip, pelt, skin, muscle, bones, and organs. Everything had been slashed. Everything was burning.
She fell. Her back hit the ground. The Black Flames that covered her had faded.
The dark veins around her veins slowly disappeared.
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