Othergod Realm (3)

"Damn it, why are there Undead everywhere here? Something went wrong with the teleportation array! Why? Were the coordinates wrong? How could there be so many Undead Troops at its exit?"

Runi stared in bewilderment as despair rose within him. Faced with this many Undead, an apprentice stood no chance. Even a Formal-Rank Transcendent would be brought to his knees.

A stiff, awkward smile tugged at his lips. His eyes darted around, searching for a way out. Even now, he refused to give up. If there was the slightest chance, he would find a path to survival.

But in the next instant, a figure descending from the sky snuffed out Runi's last glimmer of hope.

A beautiful woman with purple hair hovered two meters above the ground, holding a Diamond Staff and wearing black Battle Armor trimmed in gold. More importantly, a pair of wings spread from her back. They beat slowly without stirring the air, yet held her aloft.

Runi swallowed hard and looked up at her, able only to laugh bitterly to himself. For fuck's sake, am I supposed to survive this? Why is there a Fallen Angel here too? They say all Angels are Legendary Rank supernatural creatures. What's one doing here?

What he did not know was that while Angels were indeed Legendary Rank, Green's Angels had been created by fusing the souls of the Six Witches with Angel corpses. Their strength was only High Formal Rank. To Runi, though, the distinction meant little. Either could kill him in an instant.

By then, Runi had abandoned all thought of escape. If he had faced only Skeleton Soldiers and Kobolds, a stroke of outrageous luck might have let him get out alive. But the appearance of this formidable Angel had crushed that hope.

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