Chapter 87: The Unfair Fight

The Ouranos Citadel's citizens felt a heavy loss, their home, their acquaintance, a face that they used to know. The rubble and debris from the titan skeleton put a melancholy in their eyes.

But those three days have made them close with their neighbors more than they thought. Some groups had started to share their land to construct temporary housing for the children and the weak. Unity had been heavily encouraged; the forest spirits were there to help.

Misbehavior would still be enforced with harsh truth, but those three days have taught them that as long as they didn't break the unspoken rules, they would be safe. This planted a seed of a lawful future, combining fear, rewards, and freedom equally.

They were free to do anything, as long as it didn't hurt others and revolt against the authorities. They were free to leave, if they wanted to miss the great opportunity promised by the new Director. They also had no doubt because the heavenly banquet alone had proven the new government capability, making the people believe and assured to follow the rewarding and meticulous path of being Ouranos Citadel's civilian.

It was amazing because it had only been a few days. All of this was possible with the resources MF had with the founding of Domeniul Ceresc, if she hadn't met with Damascus, if Tuli didn't even somehow get into the cave she was in, she wouldn't be able to face the Angel.

Master of improvisation, she thought of herself. She was proud of it, of course. After all, she had nobody to be proud of her back then. But time had changed, she treasured everything she possessed. By all means necessary, she won't be kind to anything that will snatch her treasure.

MF had evolved her mentality into a hoarding dragon. She was aware of it, plucking the unnecessary greed out of her and hugging her piles of treasure close to her tightly.

But there was still one thing that didn't change at all.

It was her utter disgust of those so called 'Usurpers'.

The moment MF seamlessly entered the dome barrier, her angelic pressure forced the two of them to their knees. Her kind halo definitely didn't match with her terrifying expression and the dreaded bloody dark wings.

Carla got descended into the ground with the pressure alone, her tiny wings on her head were clearly not meant to match those of angelic existence. Her sweats reversed, climbing to her forehead instead of going down. Her mind got haunted immediately by MF's sudden appearance.

The chainsaw began to growl.

'An angel!? How?? I-is it a new variant!? Since when did black Angel ever exist!? Shit, shit, shit, shit, where is Jaro when we need him!?'

Despite all of it, Gushen acted more strangely than what MF had predicted.

His eyes were white, he slowly got up despite the pressure, forcing every inch of his muscle to lift his scythe.

He was unconscious, yet his determination made him stand.

Foel then immediately stabbed him from the back with a long halberd, continuously pushing the pole to the sky. His guts got hooked and now it was pulled out together with his heart at the end of the blade. Carla's eyes were on the ground, she was scared but it was better that if she didn't know what had happened to her partner.

"This is for Calus, you prick. Next time, don't mess with someone's pet."

Suddenly, Gushen's lifeless body moved. He immediately slashed everything near him, lifting the ground with its sheer swinging force. He grabbed his guts and heart and threw it all away as he immediately rushed for the Angel.

Carla was pushed away, her armor was regenerating and it seemed like the knock back kindled her consciousness again. Calmly, she planned for what to do next.

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As fast as Gushen leaped to her, MF still had the speed of an Angel. Her interest was piqued so she didn't hurl any of her attacks yet as she dodged the unrelenting flurry of Gushen's dangerous scythe.

"An 'Undead'? Scrumptious! Is that white haired lady the necromancer? Certainly not, a natural undead?"

Focusing on her perception, the trait of 'Minor Overseer' from her halo revealed that the ferrowl's soul was shackled by the ominous scythe. There was a sign of unrelenting subconscious energy that was gushing in and out, trying to leave that mortal body.

"I see." With the chainsaw fully throttled, she relentlessly decapitated the scythe's blade from the pole.

The soul connection was severed, and the ferrowl eventually fell to the ground without any movement.

Numerous giant blades were hurled, MF effortlessly parried all of them. Only one person left.

With tears and gritted teeth, Carla used every bit of her strength to deactivate the massively layered dome. Her legs were shaking in fear, but her hands stayed firm and steady to focus on the critical task.

MF descended to the ground, watching the mortal struggle with every grasp on her thinly sliced rope of life. Foel then appeared beside MF, unscathed.

MF smiled, but her aura contradicted it. "My dear, when you activated your ability, I'm deeply worried if one of the slashes managed to land, don't scare me."

"Apologies, I thought that he was still conscious so I hid my existence."

Foel was startled by the emotion within MF's genuine and scary concern for her. The ferrowl being an undead was not within the first layer of plan. Not to mention, MF's voice in her Angel Form amplified the unnerving factor.

MF noticed that she had scared her wife, so she threw a gentle smile over her former worries. "Don't be rash again. Well then, it seemed like we avenged the death of 'Calus', what is your plan for the other one?"

Both of them stared menacingly at the trembling Carla. They were actually calm, not a single killing intent was thrown, but within Carla's vision, both of them were akin to an unrelenting source of dark vortex, creeping in the illuminated dome with everlasting demonic darkness.

'Jaro! I need to get back to Jaro! Maybe he can do something to repair the scythe, then again, I don't know if I could make it out alive… no, I haven't bought anything for my homeland, I need to prevail from this!'

After thirty seconds of watching, the tanomobi got tired. Then again, she had no qualms against the ferrakhian. Although it might end with the lady being enslaved to prevent any information leak when it wasn't the time even if she were to leave with head still intact.

"Maybe see if she can break the protection I implanted." Foel emotionlessly shrugged. "My target is only that ferrowl, maybe reward her if she's able to make it. After all, there are around 444 layers upon that edge of the bowl."

"I see, let's give her 2 minutes then, if by the time she hasn't deactivated the barrier." MF slit her own throat with her finger. The blood met with the ground, her eyes were gleaming with determination to do the unspeakable if the usurper didn't meet with the time limit. "I'll mutilate her."

The small wings on her head became stiff, her face became paler than the moon. Despite the pressure, her hand still moved to decode the formation layer manually.

'I must make it out alive…!'

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