Angel City

After discussing the Four-Clawed Flying Dragon, we broke through the clouds and arrived at a mountain peak. It resembled the Mount Targon, except it floated in the air, without a mountainside or base. 🐳✋ Claws 🎈👮

After walking for a while on the desolate mountaintop, I saw a Golden Light castle gleaming in the distance, Garr said:

"The Angel City is just ahead. You'd better display the power of the Aspects and let them know you're no ordinary mortal."

Aren't you going in?

"No, angels are cold and uninteresting. I've known them for years and I've never seen them smile."

"Thank you very much. I'll visit you again after I've met them!"

After bidding farewell to Garr, I headed towards the Angel City and, as he had instructed, unleashed the power of the War Aspect.

As I approached the castle, I was amazed by its exquisite architecture. Everything here seemed to be cast in pure gold, and its intricate construction and decorations were no less impressive than any mansion I had ever seen.

If a comparison must be made, Lissandra's Frosthold might be somewhat comparable.

"Guests from Mount Targon, please come in."

I was standing at the door, feeling lost, when a strong, clear female voice came from inside, so I quickly went in.

The main hall was also shimmering with Golden Light, and there were many more dazzling starlight, creating a vast visual effect as if it contained the entire night sky.

Seated on the main throne in the hall was an angel with a graceful figure and beautiful features, somewhat resembling the Charming Women, except that she had straight hair and a pair of pure white wings behind her.

"I apologize for the unauthorized visit and apologize for the inconvenience. I am Yasuo, the War Aspect."

"Yasuo, a new face. Has Pantheon fallen?"

"He died at the hands of a Vastaya, a former Ascended, and I am his successor."

I deliberately brought up the Ascended to see the angel's reaction, but she remained completely unmoved and didn't even know the relationship between the Vastaya and the Ascended.

"A former Ascended?"

"Yes, those Ascended have now fallen and become Vastaya, wreaking havoc on life!"

"Don't speak with such resentment; it's just humans killing each other. They should bear the consequences of their own ugliness."

"If it were a war between humans, the gods could simply stand by and watch, but the power of the Ascended comes from angels, so you can't shirk your responsibility, can you?"

"War Aspect, you are a god, you shouldn't act impulsively. Considering you've just ascended from mortal to sainthood, I'll let it slide. Please don't bring up mortal matters again. If you're a guest, you're welcome; otherwise, please leave!"

The cold-blooded angels spoke so coldly, they really had no dignity whatsoever. No wonder Garr had known them for many years but was unwilling to meet them.

It seems I can't be too confrontational. The best approach with people like this is to go along with them first and gradually get to know them better; even angels are no exception.

It would be good to find something in common to talk about at times like this, but where would she and I find anything in common?

After thinking for a long time, the only thing I could think of was what Bard mentioned about the archangel Michela. At that time, there was an internal strife among the angels, Michela ultimately won. As a survivor, she must have been a supporter of Michela before.

"Then I won't speak of mortal affairs. I once heard the ancient Creator Aspect speak of the angels' past, and I deeply sympathize with their past misfortunes."

"What's the point of bringing up the past when all that's left is pain?"

"I'm not here to talk about those painful past events, but rather to discuss what happened after the war, including the Dark Rune and the descendants of Archangel Michela."

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Hearing this, the angel showed a hint of interest, and finally met my gaze. "Do you know the whereabouts of the runestone?"

"Archangel Michela once created a Cycle Curse Barrier runes of light and Dark Rune..." I told the angel about the Solar Cult.

"Cycle Curse Barrier? No wonder I couldn't find the runestone despite going to Mount Targon several times. Michela hid it, you fool!"

I initially thought this angel was a follower of Michela, but she made sarcastic remarks. I don't know what happened between them, but it's enough to know she's interested in World Rune.

"It's a pity that the World Rune were stolen by the Vastaya. What I said earlier about dealing with the Vastaya wasn't out of concern for mortals, but because I was worried they would use the runes to defy the gods."

"Whether Vastaya or Ascended, their power comes from the gods, so why should they rebel?"

"I've met several Vastaya; they harbor immense hatred for humans and gods. I can't understand it, but that's just how it is."

"Do you know who has the rune?"

"Aatrox, the Vastaya who killed Pantheon, but I don't know where he is right now."

"Then please inform me once you have found out his whereabouts. I will personally eliminate that Vastaya and retrieve the rune."

I breathed a sigh of relief when I heard the angel's words. I had finally persuaded her to help. Even though it was just to retrieve the runes, it would still be a great help in dealing with Aatrox.

I deliberately said the rune was taken away, without separating the light and dark runes, otherwise the angel would have asked me for the Light Rune, and I wouldn't have been able to give it to her.

Next, I should ask Michela about her children. She went to great lengths to find her two children but couldn't. I wonder if they came to the Angel City. And after talking for so long, I still don't know the name of the angel in front of me!

"I will inform you as soon as I find Aatrox. May I ask your name...?"

"My name is Meriel, and I am the Archangel of the Angel City."

"Oh, hello. I heard from the Creator Aspect that Michela approached humans to save the angel race and even gave birth to two children. Did you know that?"

"Of course I know. Michela's foolish actions have caused such terrible consequences; her children deserve to be punished!"

Speaking of this, a hint of vengeful satisfaction flickered in Meriel's eyes. Had she already found Michela's children and punished them?

"So you've found her child?"

"This matter has nothing to do with you Aspects. Let's talk about something else."

I'm suddenly speechless. You won't talk about human matters, and you won't talk about angel matters either, so what's the point of me talking to you?

Anyway, it's not important; I just wanted to satisfy my curiosity. If she doesn't want to talk about it, then so be it.

"In that case, I'll take my leave. I hope you'll have time to visit Mount Targon, the place where we once lived together."

"Being a guest is not appropriate. Mount Targon has lost the favor of the gods and has become no different from the mortal world. This Angel City is our new home."

Goodbye then!

I left the Angel City fuming. How could those angels be so unreasonable? I kindly invited you to be my guest, and if you didn't accept, fine, but couldn't you at least have exchanged pleasantries?

They even said Mount Targon is no different from the mortal realm; are angels all that superior?