Believe in Death

Wings unfurled, and a strangely handsome blond face left a blur in mid-air. A hand twice the size of a normal person's gripped the woman's neck, slamming her head against the ground.

Thump!

The woman was dazed from the impact, but her body's instinctive reaction allowed her to grab the Angel Weird hand first and kick upwards with all her might.

Thump!

The wing was kicked, but the sound was a dull thud.

Are those wings? Is this person carrying a shield on their back?

Her attacks were all firmly blocked by the tall wings. No matter how much she struggled or rolled, Lai'er remained unharmed, not even a single feather fell from her wings.

Having shattered her grip, the woman tried to calm her nausea and vomiting, rubbing her sprained joint as she looked at the submachine gun that Lai'er had stolen.

If he hadn't shown more interest in the gun than she had, she probably would have twisted her neck instead of her wrist.

"Captain, we're here to help you!"

After a roar, a large, dark mass of people suddenly appeared behind the woman.

The woman's face changed drastically, and she turned around, shouting, "Idiot! Get out of here!"

A teammate, standing far away, shouted, "What? Okay, we'll go first! We must kill this monster, and leave the Weird Object to the captain!"

"Leave it to the captain!"

"Charge!"

A large group of people rushed into the battlefield. Captain Han's expression changed drastically. He turned to look at the Angel Weird behind him and, sure enough, sensed the rising momentum emanating from him.

In the blink of an eye, his energy level rose from A-Rank to S-Rank, and it continues to climb.

It's over...

The angel's magnificent and holy wings moved continuously through the crowd, and the red color on its Four Wings slowly spread towards the center. Without using any weapons, relying only on its strong feathers and its bare hands, it killed the entire group of people.

In just over ten minutes, only Lai'er remained, standing eerily in place, on the long street once again.

He finally killed Captain Han, casually tossed aside the knife he had seized, and carefully wiped the two spears Captain Han had left behind.

[Are they all dead?]

[Although they struck first, the fact that this organization killed them all... that's just too cruel.]

[Although I also dislike Han Shang City's people, isn't this going too far?]

"Avenge our fallen brothers!"

Before long, another group of people poured in from all directions.

The eerie pseudo-angel stared expressionlessly at yet another group of people coming to their deaths. Half of the wings on his back were already blood red. The longer he stared, the more violent he felt, and the more insane his aura became.

As more and more people noticed the live stream, the Jiang City Authorities quickly received the news.

"Nonsense! Is he planning to massacre the entire city?" Xu Shouyan slammed his fist on the table in anger. "What's the point of keeping an organization like this around? Are we just waiting for him to come and slaughter us next time?"

"Elder Ju is still here, you'd better behave yourself," Director Chen said in a low voice, pulling his old friend along.

The people at the table all looked at Elder Ju. Elder Ju frowned, looked away from the live broadcast room, and gave Tao Yun a meaningful look.

Tao Yun smiled at him, Elder Ju smiled knowingly as well, saying, "Let's leave it at that. It's good to teach Han Shang City a lesson. For so many years, they've neglected their duties, constantly bringing strange creatures into our military cities. They deserve to be so weak now that they can't even defeat a single A-Rank strange creature without using its full strength."

"Elder Ju! Those Purgers of half the city! How can we just stand by and watch?"

"Let me think about it some more, no rush."

The battle continued into the night. Han Shang City, the number of dead was countless, with corpses piled high into small mountains.

But for the sake of face, to minimize losses, and even more so for the people of other cities, the Purgers of Han Shang City, knowing they would be going to their deaths, could not stop.

They had no choice but to bite the bullet and kill the monster.

The wings behind Lai'er were completely stained red with blood. With his golden hair and blood-red wings, he transformed into a deadly demon in the darkness, his aura rising to a terrifying SS-Rank.

No one could withstand his attack; even an S-Rank Purger couldn't last a single round against him.

The audience in the live stream went from watching the spectacle to feeling uneasy, and now to being terrified, all within a single day.

This has killed far too many people.

In the live chat, the discussion about the organization gradually turned into attacks and insults, and all sorts of fabricated stories spread. For a time, the organization really became a second Worship God.

Looking at the blonde angel, everyone realized one thing—the eerie were just that, eerie; they would always be monsters, incapable of empathy with humans.

No matter how well they pretend to be human, they are still just pretending; they are ultimately not human.

When the last wave of people also staggered and fell, only one person remained on the street.

The last surviving woman stood beside the angel Statue, holding a scepter to support her body, bleeding profusely but refusing to fall.

"I... I won't die." The woman swallowed the blood that welled up in her throat, her bloodshot eyes fixed on him, each word filled with intense hatred, "I'm going to... kill you."

Lai'er slowly approached the woman, his tall figure bending slightly at the waist. His emotionless black eyes stared directly into hers, and the blood-red wings on his back fluttered slightly, like a demon tempting people to fall.

"Why won't you give up? Your heart has been pierced; you can't go on living." The angel's voice seemed close to your ear, gentle and almost a whisper.

"I'm not dead yet." The woman pressed her entire weight onto the scepter, clenching her teeth to refuse to fall. "I'm not dead! I'll kill you! I will definitely kill you!"

She was the last S-Rank member in Han Shang City; they didn't have any SS-Rank Purger. With her dead, the next to die would be ordinary people from Han Shang City.

She can't die, she can't die! At the very least, she has to hold on until reinforcements arrive.

So many people have died—her teammates, her family, her lover... so she can't die, absolutely not!

A slow smile crept onto Lai'er's lips, and his enormous wings fluttered rapidly behind him, as if a few white feathers were falling, shimmering hazily in the moonlight.

"Click--"

Everyone seemed to hear a crisp cracking sound.

It sounded like the faint clicking of an eggshell cracking; two sounds followed, and the surrounding scene brightened.

Where there was blood and corpses everywhere, where there were ruins, there were only the Han Family lying on the ground in disheveled positions.

It wasn't tragic at all; in fact, it was rather comical.

The "dead" people groggily got up from the ground, touching their fatal wounds in a daze. The wounds were still there, but all that remained was a deep, bone-chilling pain; no physical scars were left.

The woman holding the scepter was also stunned. She straightened up blankly. The large hole that had been opened in her chest was gone. The suffocation and pain of being on the verge of death were still there, but her body was completely unharmed.

It was as if her body and soul had been torn apart; the pain told her she was going to die, but her body told her she was still alive.