Mage's Death

There were many ways to revere life. Some chose not to kill lightly; others chose to become animal protectors, fighting for lives on the brink of extinction.

He Shenyan's chosen method was much simpler.

He stopped killing with killing.

His palm pressed downward, and the world inverted with it.

The upside-down Mirror Dimension surged forth again. Here, heaven and earth hung reversed. The Angels stood quietly where they were, not speaking. The enormous pure-white energy body began to dissipate bit by bit, turning into overwhelming Light Spots that merged together. In the end, an Angel with no wings on her back stood before the mage.

"A pleasure to meet you." She spoke politely. "Human Trans-dimensional Mage named He Shenyan. After exactly one hundred and twenty thousand years, we have finally found you."

She looked around, a serene smile appearing on her face. She was as beautiful as a figure stepped out of an oil painting, and that quiet, delicate air made her seem utterly without aggression. "And, of course, your world."

The Authority had no effect on her.

The mage narrowed his eyes. He was not someone who liked making threats before a fight. Anything could wait until his opponent had been beaten to the brink of death. So, the instant the Mirror Dimension formed, his attack had already begun.

Unfortunately, the Authority of Death had no effect whatsoever on this Angel from beyond the world. She seemed to realize what He Shenyan had just done as well, tilting her head and studying him carefully.

"I see. A multiversal god within this sea of stars favors you." She nodded. "But, unfortunately, we are not native creations of this sea of stars. Its power cannot affect us."

"Now, mage, you will be judged for the crime of killing Angels. The White