The Archangel of Death - Chapter 362
362: Death is coming (Fixed) 362: Death is coming (Fixed) Chapter 362 A golden and white hue covered the entire capital.
Among them, while the hot light gave off a sense of burning, the golden light delivered provided a sense of comfort and calm.
However, when asked which of them both threatened the capital at the moment, then it wasn’t the white light that threatened to burn anything and everything.
It was the golden light that sought to do such a thing.
Too much comfort can be destructive.
Such a phrase was being witnessed literally at the moment.
The golden light was penetrating the people in the capital and since most of them weren’t accustomed to divinity, their bodies were failing as well.
Those who already possessed divine power or had a certain rank of power could bear the brunt but it still wasn’t enough.
They were taking damage and the divine golden energy was increasing in intensity as time passed by until a moment came when the white light completely diminished and what was left was a storm of divinity that threatened to consume the entire capital.
Adrian knew his last hope had vanished.
The strongest skill in his arsenal had failed and no matter what he did more, he wasn’t in a condition to even move anymore let alone offer any resistance.
[Warning] [Loss of health at critical stage] [Loss of stamina at critical stage] The damage he had obtained was critical and each and every orifice of his body was badly bleeding.
Even his regeneration wasn’t helping him much in the storm of divinity.
However, even then, his hand couldn’t let go of her.
He grabbed Veronica’s, no, Alicia’s wrist as tight as he could, afraid that if he let go of her, he would lose her and the treasure in her forever.
The treasure that only ever surfaced for the first time in his long, long life.
A treasure that was unexpected, but he couldn’t bring himself to dismiss it.
A warmth enveloped him every time he’d think of that treasure.
His treasure.
But… “Enough!” His body had a limit in the end.
Even with all the power at his disposal, he was still weak in the face of the true strong.
Veronica’s power once again assaulted him, throwing him far away, an expression that he had never imagined would be on his face before in the entirety of his life.
Even when he almost lost his only friend, even when he lost his first love, the same for his second love, and even when he had to kill his only brother, he never had such an expression on his face before.
Despair.
The expression of utter despair marred his face as he saw the distancing woman who held the treasure of his life in her.
He was deep in despair as he saw her raise her hand to bring it down on her stomach.
To erase the treasure he cherished, the treasure that had brought him happiness for the first time in his life.
A happiness he had never felt before.
The happiness of being a father.
Time slowed, and the world came to a standstill as he looked at the notifications in his vision, his vision slowly fading away to despair.
[Quest failed] [Alicia Mon Grante would be completely possessed by Veronica Carlisle] [Her pregnancy will be terminated] As he read those notifications, the life in his eyes faded away.
He remembered the time when his adopted sister had a chance to return to her birth and biological mother.
The choice was hers.
He remembered the expression his father had on his face.
He had never seen him so defeated but he saw that that day.
His father was afraid.
Afraid that she would leave.
His mother was the same.
He was the same.
[Yet she didn’t, did she?] ‘…’ Adrian remained silent.
The world had already dimmed down to nothing.
He was lifeless.
He couldn’t see anything.
He couldn’t think of anything.
But… [Why did you take my name?] [At the third question] [Why did you think it was me?] He didn’t want to answer.
He didn’t know the answer.
Or maybe he did, but he was too far gone to offer an answer.
The light was dimming and darkness was brewing.
There was no way he could answer that question.
Yet… ‘Because I’ve loved.’ And the feeling of loving a woman never came close to what he was experiencing at the moment.
He thought that his world ended when he lost his first love.
But it wasn’t so.
His life continued the same night, without any hindrance, he was back to normal that night again.
He thought his life would end when he lost his second love.
But, it didn’t.
It was longer this time, the period of loss, but he overcame it once again.
His life continued, the same as it always had.
However, it wasn’t the same this time.
He had felt like this before.
When he lost Hyun Woo to darkness and took his own life, he felt the same.
When he lost his family of angels in Tanaeria, he felt the same, a little bit more than the last time.
But, this time, the time when his biological child, the child he knew was his and only his, and not some orphan or unfortunate talent that chose to call him father, he couldn’t help but lose it all.
He couldn’t help but sink into the deepest pits of despair.
That was why, for the first time, he came to know how his father felt.
What the meaning of being a father was.
He was now well aware of it.
To choose them above anything or anyone else.
Even love.
That was what being a father was all about.
He was well aware of it now.
[So call him] [Gabriel] [For you] [He will always come] “Dad…” He didn’t hesitate.
As if he knew what he had to do, he called the one person he knew would never let him down.
The person who had never, ever let him down.
“She has my child.
Your grandchild.” Six words.
There was no need to say those six words.
When he had uttered the first word, the call for his father, his right as his son, the world had already come to a standstill.
It wasn’t just from his point of view.
The world had frozen.
And no, it wasn’t slowed.
No.
Fear.
Fear that gripped the hearts of everyone in the world, those who could feel it and those who couldn’t feel it alike.
An existence from far beyond was felt to the residents of the world and such an existence was coming.
Fear that couldn’t be defined.
Fear that was… inherent.
Those five words, they were just a plea, a plea of desperation.
He felt like he had to say it.
He had to let him know how important that thing was to him.
He had to let him know that he now understood.
The essence of being a father.
[Warning] [Warning] The world shook.
No, even the world’s beyond shook.
Everything, across time and space, the new and old, in front of the veil and beyond, everything felt it.
Everything felt the fear that was coming.
No, fear that was simply passing by.
[Death is descending] ~~ “What the hell’s going on?” A black haired man asked as he tried to hold himself.
The man before him, who could have used that opportunity to escape was frozen stiff.
But it wasn’t just him, everyone around him was frozen stiff.
Frozen from fear.
‘What the hell is this?’ He couldn’t help but be confused when a hologram appeared before his eyes and said… [Host] [He’s passing by] ‘Who?’ The young man asked, a little confused by how he was the only one who could move in such a situation.
[Death] [Death is passing by] ~~ “What in the name of tarnation is happening?!” A bald man said as he tried to stabilize himself but no matter what he did, he couldn’t do that.
While the rest around him were frozen in fear, he was able to collect himself.
But the intense shaking of the world was enough to relay to him that whatever it was, it was serious.
“Is it you!
It is you!
The child of devils!” The bald man yelled at a fiery haired young man who stood a little away from him.
His fiery red eyes stared at the sky as the sky ripped apart from the middle and the presence he felt in that rip was… Familiar.
The power in his body shook.
The power in his body trembled.
The power in his body shouted with… Joy.
It was the presence of its master.
It was the presence of… “Death.” And deep down, he knew what it was.
~~ In a jungle, a forest so deep that no light could get to that place.
A man with black hair but deep red eyes, deeper than the color itself, opened his eyes and looked at the sky… “How is this possible?
My… bloodline?” [An unprecedented event had occurred] [The user is not allowed to meddle in the affairs of the beyond] [The effects of the error would be repressed] “What the hell is going on?
How could it be like this in a game?” The man asked himself but no answer came from the AI.
But… He could feel it.
Someone the same as him.
Someone… his.
~~ Astaroth coughed like someone was putting their hand down his throat and pulling his heart out.
He didn’t know what it was, but whatever it was, it felt like… The End.
“Demonic energy derives from the power of Death, the ultimate darkness.
What you’re feeling right now is that.
Your demonic energy is afraid of its inherent creator.” The young man with jet-black hair near him said as he looked in a certain direction.
Astaroth could understand, but… Nothing changed.
The fear remained the same.
The young glanced at him and shook his head.
It was useless.
No matter what, Astaroth wouldn’t be able to come out of it.
And more importantly, he didn’t care about them… “Dad…” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Bad_Wolf_7811 Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation.
Give me more motivation!