I Don’t Want To Court Death!

The First Cardinal's expression fell and he moved back along with the other cardinals."Brothers, form the Six-Directions Demon Star Formation! Sacred Cult, kill this invader!" 

 

The Sacred Cult's army charged forward with a mighty roar. The brandished their spears and swords, ready to cut down the angel. Veins of steel pumped bloods of iron. The aura of slaughter swept forth like a coursing river and clashed with the aura of righteousness. 

 

"Hmph! Although you are all sinners, you have a chance for redemption. Come, I'll use you all as practice for my new toys!" Yang Yang threw out the jade orb and it flew over the army of tens of thousands. 

 

"Orb of Three Lives - Suppress." A divine might gushed out and engulfed the first couple thousands soldiers. The atmosphere thicken as though the air had become water which slowed the army to a snail-like pace. However, the angelic magic-aspect continued to move with great agility. 

 

With the flaming golden khakkhura in hand, it struck with lightning speed and defeated one foe after another. Skulls were crushed, bones were shattered, and organs were smashed. The angel fought without much care or thought and attacked as it pleased. There were no special techniques being used, only sheer power and raw force. 

 

Before long, a new batch of soldiers arrived while being suppressed. The angel grabbed a Sacred Cult soldier by the neck and lit him on fire. He screamed in anguished as the Flame of Purity burned with justice and fury. Clearly, these soldiers were great sinners in their own rights if a random one was so evil. 

 

The angel threw the soldier's burning body and launched it at the army like a fireball. He casually grabbed a few more soldiers from the side and tossed them as well. Before long, the army was roasting in golden radiance. 

 

"Oh god! The pain! The pain!" 

 

"Someone help! Burning! I'm burning alive!" 

 

"Devil! This man is the devil!" 

 

The pain of the Flame of Purity correlated with sin. For the entire army of the Sacred Cult to burn with so much anguish, it was undeniable proof that they were atrocious people. Not even the Flame of Purity would be enough to deliver full, proper justice. 

 

"A devil? Preposterous! Complete and under heresy! Seems like someone needs more cleansing." The Orb of Three Lives flickered with green light that oozed auras of dream and memories. "Punished these sinners with their own sins; let them know the evil of their deeds by forced introspection; experienced reincarnations of true suffering and misery; Orb of Three Lives - Requiem of the Past!

 

Like a dying star, the Orb of Three Lives burst into powerful rays of light and invaded the soldiers' sea of consciousness. The light contained unique magical laws that put people into a nightmarish state of guilt and shame as they suffer from whatever crime against humanity that they committed. 

 

The wailing ceased, but tears could be seen flowing from their faces. The archbishops, who were just leading the army, were completely stunned at the state of their valiant men. However, the angel and the warship continued their assault. 

 

"Damn it! Attack! Attack him now!" 

 

“That petty trick may work with lower-class soldiers, but it won't work on us!" 

 

"Cut him down! Tear him limb by limb!" 

 

Like a pack of hyenas, the archbishops and their manifested magic-aspects launched an assault on all sides toward him. Of course, Yang Yang continued to smile. "Go on, Immortal Lantern." 

 

The jade lantern by his side floated up and was lit by a spark of the Flame of Purity. It radiated no heat nor magical power, floating in the sky like a phantom. It circled around the attackers and formed a small ring of fire. "Immortal Lantern - Purgatory Chains." 

 

The small ring of fire sprouted tentacle-like chains with sharp tips. The chains snaked their way across the attackers and wrapped them up into individual bundles before stabbing right into their chests. They all screamed with pain and their magic-aspect vanished, but then, an identical copy of the archbishops were dragged out by the chains. These copies were illusory and ghostly, while the bodies were slumped and stiffed. 

 

Although these copies had no vocal cord, they could still speak. "How is this possible? What the hell did he just do?" 

 

"Our souls! Our souls! These are our souls!" 

 

"Who are you! How can you pull out our souls!? Only legendary Underworld practitioners could make contact with the soul as low as the Manifest Aspect level! What kind of devil are you!?" 

 

Yang Yang only scoffed at their statements. "Devil this, devil that. Who said only those of the Underworld could make contact with the soul? As the Scion of Life, it's only obvious that someone like me would have insights into the working of the soul. Your sins are worst than your soldiers, but you are not a lost cause. You can all repent for your sins as you suffer in my Purgatory." 

 

The fiery chains retracted and dragged the souls of the archbishops into the Immortal Lantern. Their faces contorted with agony as their souls were tortured a profound degree. 

 

Yang Yang looked across the battlefield as bodies upon bodies were drifting in the sky or fallen onto the ground. Blood and gore was littered everywhere in sight, but not a single person had died. Anyone who was defeated were knocked out while their body and mind were healing. 

 

"D-Disaster... A-An utter disaster." 

 

"He's only a second-step Manifest Aspect magus, but he's so strong. Way too strong! He has to be a one of those mythical scions!" 

 

"There's no way any of us could've done something like that. Even Eldest Brother would have more time to completely defeat the army. This... is a difficult situation." 

 

Yang Yang twisted and turned the Immortal Lantern to examine the burning souls of the damned archbishops. He soon focused his attention on the cardinals who were all standing in a formation. 

 

The Six-Directions Demon Star Formation was a powerful offensive and defensive spell formation that connected the magical power of six magi and created a black sphere of demonic might. The black sphere could summon tentacles of magical power to attack or defend and could also expand to trap opponents. Overall, it was very similar to the functionality of the Orb of Three Lives and Immortal Lantern, though, obvious much weaker. 

 

"That formation isn't so shabby. However, compared to the formations that fiends or fallen angels use, it is rubbish. Of course, that is what I expect of six Manifest Aspect demon cronies. Hey, isn't it about time you take off that human disguise of yours?" 

 

"You knew?" 

 

"Of course I knew. I can even smell your stench in the Arcane Mountain Range. Seriously, you demons never learn. When you sow discord with mortals, sooner or later, you will face the wrath of Heaven. This time, that wrath is in the form of me, your worst nightmare." 

 

"Do you think you can defeat us that easily? Even if you're the scion of some kind of god?" 

 

"Defeat you? Who do you think you are? I may be kind, but I have my standards. Demons like you are meant die. There will be no chances for you to repent." Yang Yang took a step forward and thrust a palm out. "Now pray to your god for mercy because this god has ran out of it."