“What about a Demi-God killer?”
I changed back to ‘Adam’ while I looked at that vampire. This was done to instill caution and a sense of fear in him. But contrary to my expectations, he was more confused than he was afraid.
“Who are you?” He asked as he took a step forward, with death energy channeling into his hands. His eyes turned deep red, with the surrounding mana turning scarcer and scarcer.
‘Seems like my influence isn’t as deep as I expected it to be,’ I thought as I introduced myself with a proper smile.
“The name is Adam. Just your average adventurer on a journey. I have come across this site to find some answers. Would it be all right with you if you could satisfy my curiosity?” I asked as I looked at him, while his hand turned black, overflowing with death energy.
“Those of the lower races should only speak as much as they are asked to,” he spoke in a proud tone before a beam of death energy came out of his index finger and immediately reached my forehead.
Reaching my forehead, it then vanished a few inches away from my skin. I stood there with a kind smile as I walked towards him while speaking.
“For a vampire to come into the mortal realm, and expecting a native from here to bend down.”
I moved closer to him, making him narrow his eyes as he shot more of that death beam. But alas, all those beams vanished before they could even reach me.
“Aren’t you looking down on us a little too much?” I spoke with a cold voice as I reached a distance of 4 meters away from him.
He kept creating more and more beams, shooting at me repeatedly with no signs of stopping.
“Angelic Mana?” He narrowed his eyes as he observed my body.
Angelic mana.
Just like death energy used by the folks of hell. Angelic mana was used by natives of the Overworld. Other than gods, angels and messengers used angelic mana. It was something that was a natural energy that those beings survived on.
“Close, but not really,” I smiled as I raised my arm this time, and pointed my index finger towards him. Filled it with pure white energy, making that vampire afraid for the first time in our exchange.
It wasn’t angelic mana. It was Divine Energy used by the gods.
Ever since I got that mark, I have been able to use all forms of energy. And honestly, what’s better than using the divine energy? Though it takes quite a lot of time to master even the basics, looking at the results now, it was totally worth it.
I should also thank Alepsia who helped me so many times in my [Returns!] and helped me scratch the basics of how to use the [Divine energy!]
This was also the reason that despite being so powerful, that death energy was not able to touch me at all. While angelic mana is equally powerful to death energy, divine energy is at least 10 times more concentrated and powerful than angelic mana.
He vanished from there, trying to run away but…
[Light Chains!]
A bunch of chains captured him in an instant, forcefully dragging him back to his original position. And then, I released a bit of the stored divine energy at the corner of his finger, barely scratching him.
And when that happened, his bloodshot eyes snapped open before he shouted,
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!”
His eyes turned black with dark blood veins visible around his eye sockets. As for the area where the divine energy scratched, it left a white spot that kept giving sparks continuously.
From the rapid movement he was making, it seemed he wanted to cut off that finger of his, but my chains restricted his movements completely.
And the screams… they were still there. He was shouting at the top of his lungs, trying to free himself from this madness. And with a silent chuckle, I let go of his other hand.
Immediately, he used the right hand to cut off the finger, which was glowing, finally gaining a moment to breathe. As he huffed and fell on his knees, held still by the chains.
“Who… are you? What… do… you… want from me?” He asked with a weak voice full of desperation, as he tried looking up while his head was still down.
I turned to Aisha, whose eyes were terrified beyond shocked. And Geralt, who looked at me with more fear than he was looking at the vampire. His eyes… it’s as if he was watching death itself manifest in front of him.
“An angel. I heard there were angels around these parts of Zarraf. Heard of it?” I asked the vampire, making him widen his eyes for a brief moment before he spoke.
“No wonder… it… makes sense now… you are a Guardian of Heaven, huh?”
Guardians of Heaven were people similar to Hell Guardians except that they protected the Heavens. They were above most gods and only appeared when a taboo occurs or someone commits an unforgivable crime.
“To think I would meet a Guardian of Heaven. I guess I chewed on more than I can bite,” his eyes regained a bit of his gleam as his body healed. He was now able to speak much more clearly than before.
“So? Do you know about that angel?” I asked without confirming his doubts, and he shook his head.
“I haven’t seen her and neither have I met her. I only know that a Keeper appeared in those parts looking for the ‘Fallen Descendents’. He moved north, searching for the sin of lust. Those who got me the news are all dead,” that vampire spoke hiding nothing.
Keeper was another name for an angel who had special permission to come into the mortal world. Fallen Descendents was another name for Fallen Angels, like the one whom I was searching for.
Though him telling everything to me hiding nothing surprised me a little. Intrigued, I asked,
“Why the change of heart? Not like I am going to let you go alive.”
He chuckled as he answered,
“Because I have also heard that the Guardian of Heaven is the epitome of justice. If you help them, then they will listen to your request in exchange.”
“And what is your request, young vampire?” I smiled, as it seemed pretty interesting to me. I wonder what kind of face he would make if he knew I was not a real guardian.
But before that… It was my turn to be shocked.
“I have only one request. In exchange for my life and the information that I passed on to you, bring justice to the Fate Weaver of Time, Wiregia Luciana,” he spoke as he bent his head down for me to cut down.
