The Archangel of Death - Chapter 186

186: Commission complete 186: Commission complete Chapter 186 “Fu*k!

Corner him!” Spiky ordered the rest.

“How?!” The rest asked.

“I don’t know!

Just do it!” He again ordered like an idiot.

“How the fu*k?!” And the rest again like asking an idiot.

Seriously, have these never been to a battle before?

Don’t they know what flank is?

Or what distraction to provide?

I mean, I’m not even going full-out on them yet.

Although the time of “Angel’s Blessing” is about to end, I can still play with them while weakened.

No attack strategy, no defense strategy.

I thought when this guy said not to split up, he was a genius, but now, I have to call him an idiot.

An idiot.

I mean, even an idiot at the academy knows the basics of fighting and they’d never had a real fight before but this guy, no, these guys, were even bigger idiots.

One came from the front, and one came from behind, yelling.

Sneak attack is known for its silence.

I mean, what was the point of coming from behind if you were going to yell?

[Magic cannon] I shot about ten magic cannons at the one at my back while blocking the Spiky’s attack from the front.

As for Big Poppa and another insignificant one, they were too slow to follow up with these attacks.

Like I said, hopeless.

No coordination either.

I clenched my fist, crushing the other hand of spiky.

Too bad, his earlier one was healing at a good pace and was almost back to normal.

I had to admit again and again during this fight, but this skill was amazing.

Anyway, Spiky winced in pain and stepped back to create distance while the slowpokes finally made it over to me.

I ducked slightly to avoid Big Poppa’s fist strike while delivering one of my own to his stomach.

Pity he was too sturdy for that.

I was sturdy too but I lacked in the strength department.

But it wasn’t like he was an immovable wall.

He winced in pain and tried to grab his abdomen instinctively so I punched his nose.

A clear sound of crack was heard and he once again yelled in pain while grabbing his bleeding nose.

As for the other one, I let him hit me.

His specialty seemed to be physical as well but in terms of strength, although he was too, just like Big Poppa.

His strike landed on me but once again, all I felt was a slight wince.

Stronger than that mosquito bite earlier but still not so strong that I would be hurt.

I smiled, grabbed him by his that he used to hit me, and… Whoosh… Supersonic baby!

[MP -100] That’s a bummer but it’s okay.

The speed I can control of fly is massive in my current state.

Once I was well above the clouds and this guy’s screaming became laborious because of the lack of the high altitude, I took pity on him and let him go.

“Ahhh!!!” And he regained his vigor of screaming.

Yeah, even he wasn’t surviving from this height.

Hurting them on one side, I simply wanted to see the limit of soul entrapment.

Would it also fix someone in mush paste?

‘I’m curious.’ I thought as I flew back to the ground.

It had taken me all of sixteen seconds to fly up, drop him, and then come back down.

I saw the astonished faces of the three left.

Well, technically four but that guy was still reliving the pain of losing his heart.

Though I could see his beating heart getting closer now.

Guess he was going to have a heart again.

Too bad.

I thought as I flew over to the heart, picked it up, and threw it away once again.

While I did this, Spiky once again launched at me.

These guys didn’t learn from their mistakes.

I effortlessly blocked him with one hand and punched him in the gut, making him bend over and cough violently.

Seeing this guy filled me with anger and that made it harder for me to control myself.

But I knew I had to.

I had too much power in me and I wasn’t sure this world had the capacity to bear me.

I kicked him once again in the stomach while he was still on his knees.

Before he could do anything, I picked him up by his hair and punched him in the stomach, throwing him away at super speed with a handful of his hair in my hand left.

I then turned my attention to the other two left.

Big Poppa, who had dealt with me, had seen my power before and was seeing it now couldn’t help but tremble when I turned to him.

“Wait!” He said.

But I wasn’t interested in listening to him so I stepped forward, “NO!

Just wait!

You don’t have to do this!” I stopped.

This was another one of those plays, where one tries to talk to their killer, to save their skin.

To remind their killer that they do not want to do this.

To remind them of the morality of the situation.

“And why don’t I?” I decided to play along.

“Because it wasn’t us.

It was Horned Lion.

We had nothing to do with that girl’s death.” Of course, he tried to throw his fellow under the bus to save his own skin.

“Then are you telling me you have never ra*ed a girl, a woman, or a boy before?” But I wanted to see what he would do.

Would he lie to my face directly or would he hesitate?

He hesitated.

At least he wasn’t lying but that wasn’t a reason to forgive him.

“Wait!” I stepped forward once again, feeling that he was done but he wasn’t.

He sighed and said, “Look, you do not want to do this.

You have already killed all our workforce.

The gangs cannot operate without them.

We’re nothing without them.” He was asking me to let them go.

Since they couldn’t operate anymore, there was no need to kill them.

but, “Do you really think I have a problem with your running or not?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.

He went silent.

He had no answer.

So he tried another approach.

“But do you think it would be over for us?

There are powers behind us.

They would just replace us, with someone worse maybe.” Not a bad approach, the approach of necessary evil.

But it would have only worked on someone who was stopping after these guys.

“And how will they do that when they themselves disappear somewhere?” I asked, amused by the change in his expression.

I knew what he was trying to do.

I was wrong.

Spiky was smart.

In just that small amount of time, while I took the guy up in the air who must have landed somewhere by now, these guys had come up with a simple but good plan.

Too bad it was against me.

I hurriedly turned around and caught a fist headed straight for my face.

It was covered in potent mana that even I could sense so I would have to say Spiky had put a lot into this attack.

But too bad, they were fighting me.

[You know, I just realized something] ‘What?’ I asked as I crushed Spiky’s hand and he screamed in pain.

The other two tried to make a move at me but a few magic cannons kept them in check.

[You’re quite narcissistic] ‘You’re seriously telling me that right now?’ I asked as I crushed Spiky’s fist a bit more, actually a lot more.

[Yeah] [You’ve been overly praising yourself since earlier] ‘Nope.

I have been overly insulting these guys since earlier.’ If it was someone who could impress me, I would praise them.

However, no one had impressed me so far except for Rose, no one else, not even the rest of the girls.

‘Look, let’s talk about it later,’ I said as I pulled out a sword from my inventory.

I must have used more than about 500 swords by now.

I was lucky to have found some gang members in groups, so it took only one move to split them apart.

The problem was, that it only took one move of AyaAkusa and the sword turned to crumbs.

[AyaAkusa: Blade] Hundreds of lines moving in zig-zag emitted from the sword in my hand and cut everything in front of me.

Nothing remained safe from it.

Even bacteria, molecules that couldn’t be seen with the nak*d eye were cut into pieces as well.

Of course, that also applied to the person before me.

Chunks of flesh like mincemeat spread out in front of me.

Of course, the pain accompanied by that would also be too much.

I even divided Spiky’s lips into so many parts that it would be impossible for him to relay the pain he was in.

I knelt down in front of him and simply said, “That’s for the mother who came crying to me today.” I smiled, stood up, and turned to the last two individuals who were still in one piece, “As for the rest of you, I didn’t receive any commission for you.” Big Poppa was confused but my words were clear enough for him to understand that I wasn’t going to kill them.

They both heaved a sigh of relief.

I also smiled and equipped another sword from the inventory.

A stronger one, an A rank one.

After all, I had a bit too much soul power left and had to leave a mark on this city.

“AyaAkusa: Blade,” And everything in front of me split apart into thousands of pieces.

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