Entering Apocalypse in Easy-Mode

Chapter 239 Black-Robed Figure

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When the sword came out of the scabbard a clear pressure radiated out in all directions. The sound of the sword echoed throughout the battlefield. It was not a loud voice that rang through the air, but it rang directly in the head of the Celestials their warriors alike.

So strong was Archangel Michael that just pulling out his sword made them feel the pressure. Now they saw that the Archangel was rushing by himself toward that strange horde of monsters.

His soft silver hair fluttered, like trails of light behind his head. The Archangel drew his pure white-bladed sword; in one swing he chopped dozens of monsters' heads all at once. The monsters that had been chopped off immediately scattered into black ashes.

Archangel Michael didn't stop there because he saw that there were still lots of strange monsters emerging from the black wall. But the Archangel didn't show a troubled expression even though this was the first time he was actually on the battlefield facing these strange monsters; as far as the others who saw it know.

Archangel Michael's face was smiling slightly; it was as if he enjoyed all of this. He swung his white blade sword again and beheaded dozens more monsters. Yet, the monsters didn't seem bothered by the death of their comrades and just kept charging like mindless beasts.

Archangel Michael continued his massacre of the monsters. He did it with almost no effort, he swung his sword in a relaxed motion but caused tremendous damage.

"Heh! How arrogant of him," a Demon King commented upon seeing Michael's actions.

"Let them be," another Demon King said. "Let him go ahead and take the risk. We just need to see."

They weren't surprised by Michael's strength, though they weren't sure they could easily win over him doesn't mean they're too much weaker than him. If they want, they can also kill him. However, they must still suffer costly consequences. They can kill him, just at a huge cost. Because of that, they are reluctant to do a head-on war.

Now Archangel Michael stepped out alone and killed those strange monsters. But it's not the strange monsters that are the real problem. If it's just monsters, even their warriors can kill them easily.

The one posing a threat was that black-robed figure. It was that black-robed figure that killed several of their warriors. It was also the one who had killed two of Uriel's warriors which caused Michael to finally come here.

The two Demon Kings that were there stared at Michael; waiting for the moment when he faced the black-robed figure and see how it turned out.

That curiosity was not only felt by the two Demon Kings but also by all the Celestials present there. They wanted to know what happened to the Celestials when they faced that black-robed figure.

If it turned out that Michael was able to kill the black-robed figure, that meant they didn't need to worry. However, if it turns out that Michael is injured or even dies they will know how dangerous that figure is. Whatever happens to Michael they will still get results without taking any risk. They thanked the Archangel's arrogant attitude.

However, Uriel and Gabriel stared at Michael's back with worried eyes.

"Why is he always like that?" Uriel said exasperatedly.

Gabriel did not answer immediately. He stared at Michael who was killing the strange monsters for a while, and then said. "Let's just hope he will be alright."

"He doesn't even know anything about that black-robed figure and its power. What if it appears and injures him?" Uriel said.

Archangel Michael could be said to be the Archangel with the most powerful combat power among them. If something happened to him it would weaken the Archangel's combat strength considerably and open up opportunities for their enemies to attack.

Anahita heard the exchange between Uriel and Gabriel from the side. She can't help but frown full of confusion. 'A black-robed figure?'

Then she looked ahead. Her master looked so dominating the fight that it seemed like it was all just a one-sided massacre for him. Yet, these two Archangels are worried about him. It must be due to an obvious reason that the five of them don't know yet.

"Should we help him?" Anahita asked Dwayne.

Dwayne couldn't answer right away. If they helped the Archangel without his order, he was worried that it might provoke his anger. 

However, Dwayne had also overheard the conversation between Archangel Uriel and Gabriel and knew that the real danger had yet to emerge. That danger could make the two Archangel feel anxious, so naturally, it could become a real threat to Archangel Michael.

But, Dwayne had never seen the weakness of Archangel Michael. In his eyes he was the strongest figure who would never be defeated in battle, so Dwayne chose to believe in his master.

"His Majesty will be alright," said Dwayne. "We shouldn't do anything without his orders."

Anahita presses her lips together. Dwayne has always been the one who admired the Archangel the most because of his strength. And he also happens to be the strongest among the five of them so make him the leader of this squad. His orders to the other four were as absolute as Archangel Michael's order. 

In the end, Anahita could only look at the fight that was almost over. Archangel Michael goes on a killing spree and has killed 80% of the monsters; in the blink of an eye he had killed 90% and he did all of that without much effort. The Archangel just swung his white sword and dozens of monsters' heads and bodies were split or chopped.

Just like that, he single-handedly finished off that strange black horde of monsters. However, the real battle will only begin now.

Huge ripples formed on the black wall, sending a signal to everyone present that a troublesome figure was only about to emerge now.

"It's coming," said Uriel.

From within the ripples emerged a figure cloaked in black with tendrils of darkness around its body. Its form was similar to that of an adult human yet the black robe that covered its body seemed to be hiding something so horrible, it made all the Celestials feel uneasy. Moreover, added the fact that it can kill their warriors.

Something that comes from an unknown origin and has an unknown power makes the Celestials, the strongest beings in the universe feel uneasy.

They couldn't see Archangel Michael's face clearly from behind, so they didn't notice the faint smile that formed on the Archangel's lips. He walked up to the black-robed figure with confident steps as if he already knew what was going to happen.

The black-robed figure stretched its arms toward Michael and sent out a shot of dark energy from under its hem. Michael also sent out a slash of his sword energy that was shaped like a crescent moon.

*CLASH!*

The two attacks clashed together, displaying a spectacle bizarre where two very contrasting types of attacks made contact with each other.

The white light from Michael's attack interlocked with the black energy and spread a strange aura throughout the Celestials; making them all cringed because of the weird sensation.

A moment later Michael lunged forward with incredible speed. The black-robed figure also approached him as if not wanting to lose.

*BOOM!*

A loud noise resounded throughout the battlefield as the two of them finally clashed. Michael swung his sword so fast that only flashes of white light from the sword could be seen. While the black-robed figure also continued to swing the black energy that was gushing out from its hands which condensed and formed tentacles.

They fought intensely for several thrilling moments. Strike of white light clashing with black energy; trying to destroy each other.

The Celestials stared at all of that with almost unblinking eyes and deeply furrowed brows. They already knew that Archangel Michael was indeed very strong but what made them even more shocked was that black-robed figure who was able to even draw with him.

However, Michael's face did not look troubled. Even he seemed to enjoy this fight. Occasionally he glanced back to see the faces of the other Celestials through the dust and debris of his fights.

The black-robed figure kept whipping its black tentacles non-stop with incredible speed. Michael who felt that this fight was getting boring decided to end this fight as soon as possible.

He poured more Mana into his sword than before. The blade of the sword shone brighter suddenly. Just with its light alone, the black energy from the black-robed figure seemed to shrink, as if feeling scared.

Archangel Michael raised his sword, then with a strong movement he swung it down. A crescent slash that was twice as big and more powerful than before shot toward the black-robed figure.

It tried to block the white slash by shooting out more black energy. But to no avail; because Michael knew his attacks would not be able to be stopped.

The white slash shot through the black energy that the black-robed figure fired and sliced its body in two.

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