Chapter 160 - Remiel
At first, Remiel had no intention of killing humans.
If he had thought about it, he would have blown their heads off with "death" as soon as he saw them.
"At least I should have had a conversation to know what kind of human he is before thinking of killing them."
No player had achieved the feat of ascending to the Akashic Records twice in history.
Given enough intrigue about this human, he tried to converse and get to know him while he could.
He wanted to know how he could grow so fast.
"But..."
Sparks sputtered from Remiel's eyes as he looked at Ryu Min.
"How dare you kill my subordinates in front of me?"
Not saying a word and behaving like this was almost a declaration of war.
It infuriated him to see an unknown insect challenging an archangel.
"Anyway, after killing my subordinates, I couldn't just ignore you. The only option is to kill you and clean up the mess."
Remiel, with golden blood still on his face, didn't take a step.
He simply observed the human.
"Die, human."
He used "head explosion."
The power of an angel that could blow up a human's head in one blow.
But for some reason, there was no response.
"What's going on? Why?"
Upon closer inspection, he realized that the power of "head explosion" was interfering with the human's mind.
"No matter the reason..."
"If death doesn't work, then I'll just burn you to death."
He pointed his index finger at the human.
Crackling-!
The concentrated energy into a high-powered beam gathered at the tip of his finger.
"You said you were level 89, so this should be enough."
He probably wouldn't be able to avoid it and would burn to death like a frog.
That's what he believed.
Until his finger got cut off.
"What is this!?"
The boy's scythe extended like a whip in an instant.
It was an event that happened in the blink of an eye.
If he hadn't reflexively pulled his hand back, his arm would probably have flown.
"I knew weapons could grow, but I never expected them to change size."
Despite the amazement, he had no intentions of getting angry.
Since the scythe was coiling back like a snake and pointing at him again.
He felt the power, but Remiel simply folded his wings to block.
He thought this would be enough to block.
He was arrogant and misunderstood the situation.
Seogeogeukkeuk-!
"...!"
Feathers fell as his wings were cut.
It wasn't enough damage to block.
Realizing this fact, instead of defending, he moved aside.
But battle has a flow and momentum.
Ryu Min was not someone who would miss the advantageous opportunity that could be the first and last time.
Buzz, buzz!
Relentlessly pursuing while wielding his scythe.
Remiel retreated, hastily spreading his wings to block.
"The damage is beyond what I imagined."
Angel wings turn into a solid shield when receiving divine power.
Defense is determined by the size of the divine power, and naturally, he thought he could block an attack from level 89.
But it was a clear mistake.
"Do you really have level 89 skills?"
Whether it be from the damage or his movements, even if he said he had level 99, it wouldn't be an exaggeration.
He had already proven that since he killed several battle angels.
"Curse. I got carried away without realizing this simple truth and ended up in this situation."
He was careless.
For being human, for being level 89.
Tak, tak, tak...
A moment ago, the foot that was as rigid as a rock was now moving desperately to save his life.
"The fact that seven archangels are being injured by the blow of a scythe from a simple human..."
If another archangel had seen it, it would have been a cause for mockery.
Crackling...
"Playing with you has come to an end."
A current ran through Remiel's entire body, which had stopped sweating.
If he released it in all directions, the insect human would be completely roasted.
There's no skill to get rid of a sticky enemy like this.
And unknowingly, the human called Black Scythe lunged like a moth.
"It's the end."
Crack!
He discharged the current to the maximum.
Not only could it not be avoided, but there was also no space to do so.
It was at that moment.
Dwoong...
Darkness swallowed the light in an instant.
The light released like a candle extinguished by the wind suddenly went out.
"What...?"
There was no surprise.
Because the threatening sound of something cutting through the wind was heard nearby.
Whoosh!
"Kuk!"
He recoiled, but it was already too late; two wings were cut.
Losing one wing, staggering without a stable center.
"This insignificant insect, even after all this!"
Angry Remiel decided to stop the joke.
Darkness was no problem for him.
Crackling, crackling, crackling...
Sparks violently burst out as resistance to the darkness.
Although the light was dim in the darkness, the darkness that unfolded now was an artificial barrier created.
The spark of the archangel would not be absorbed by something so trivial.
"Die, human!"
Crackling, crackling, crackling...
Trying to kill the human by expelling current in all directions.
But the guy who a moment ago wielded a scythe was nowhere to be seen.
His presence wasn't even felt.
"Where is this guy...?"
While Remiel was restless, he saw a red flash in the distance.
"Do you really not know what you just said?"
Kiing...
"That's a death flag, idiot."
The human who spoke nonsense emitted a flash that covered Remiel.
"Oh."
He instinctively felt the concentrated energy.
That can't be stopped.
If you stop it, you die.
You have to dodge it.
After a brief moment of judgment, Remiel, who was about to move his wings, staggered.
"This damn... wait, my wings...?"
Cursing to himself, he took a leap.
But even that seemed predicted, as the flash soared a little higher.
Whoosh...
One wing was cut.
Twisting desperately to avoid his head being severed.
With no time to curse, the second flash came down again.
Clashing against his arm and wing simultaneously.
Kiing...
Whoosh...
Kiing...
Whoosh...
Kiing...
The five consecutive flashes severed Remiel's limbs.
"Ugh..."
Completely losing one wing, with arms and thighs cut, only the torso remained.
Writhing like an insect, unable to move.
Although it seemed like he was going to go mad from the burning pain, he could maintain his sanity by stimulating himself with the current.
At that moment, a human with dark energy approached.
"The seven archangels are nothing special."
[...]
"The power of lightning, the lowest rank among the seven archangels, Remiel. Correct?"
Instead of surprise at learning his identity, he was filled with anger.
An insignificant human was looking at him with contempt.
He had lost to an insignificant human.
He had even shown himself pathetic in front of an insignificant human.
That fact touched Remiel's pride.
[Is this wretch...?]
Frrr-
"Are you trying to explode yourself?"
When he read the intention, Remiel's pressure momentarily decreased.
"I was willing to let you live if you followed my instructions. But it seems you'd rather die. What a pity."
[Let me live?]
"That's right. If you follow my proposal."
Remiel's current completely faded away.
He would rather die alongside a despicable human than plead for his life.
[I will listen.]
"Call the other angels. You don't need many. Just 50 more. Preferably rank 3 or higher battle angels."
[And why are you calling them?]
"Well, to kill them."
[You're insane.]
Remiel let out a snort.
[Selling out my subordinates for myself. You really are completely insane.]
"But I promise I won't kill you."
[Ah, you think I'll believe you?]
"If you can't believe, then you should die right now, shouldn't you?"
Looking at the human who spoke without hesitation, Remiel pondered.
He had lost.
Although he stopped the blood flow using his spark, the danger didn't disappear.
If the human in front of him cut his head off with a scythe, he would die instantly.
"Curse. What should I do? Accept the proposal?"
Although his pride was wounded, it was better than dying.
To sell out his subordinates and save his life?
He could plan for the future after recovering.
He could save his life and seek revenge.
But what if he didn't accept the proposal?
He would die like this.
'Whether he kills me or whatever he does, I can cause him harm...'
He would die anyway.
"What are you going to do? Decide quickly. Die or live?"
[A... alright. I accept the proposal.]
"There's no other choice anyway. But still, you act like it's not the case. What a pity."
Although he didn't like the human's disdain, Remiel remained silent.
He had no other options.
"What are you waiting for? Call them at once."
[Shouldn't you send me first?]
"Do you trust that I'll send you just like that? If I send you now and break the promise, what will you do?"
Ryu Min threatened Remiel with the scythe at his neck.
If he showed signs of escaping, he would kill him.
"First, call them. After calling them, I'll keep my promise and send them peacefully to your subordinates."
[Understood. Make sure to keep the promise.]
"Of course."
Remiel signaled for help and called the angels.
In a few seconds, angels appeared with light, filling the common space.
[Archangel, where are you?]
[I came because you urgently called me... ... .]
[Oh! There you are...]
The angels were surprised to see a figure without arms and legs resembling Remiel.
[I'm here.]
[Oh! Archangel!]
[How has this happened...?]
[Is that possible?]
Belatedly, the angels noticed the dark figure holding a scythe at Remiel's neck.
Remiel, containing his shame, spoke to Ryu Min.
"These are third-rank angels who were on standby. Keep your promise."
"No higher-ranked angels?"
[First and second-rank angels couldn't come due to urgent matters. Currently, only third-rank angels are available.]
"Well, nothing to be done about it."
"Now send me."
"Alright. A promise is a promise."
Ryu Min moved the scythe aside and pointed to the battle angels.
"Hey, any of you, come and carry your leader. I can't move alone without legs, you know?"
The battle angels approached with surprised eyes.
An archangel being treated like this by a human?
Up close, it looked horrible.
[Archangel, allow us.]
An angel lifted Remiel carefully, almost as if holding a baby, as he only had a head and torso.
"Curse. I have to escape with the help of my subordinates."
Although it was embarrassing, Remiel restrained himself for the sake of the future.
"The day I regenerate my arms, legs, and wings, you'll see hell, even if you have the help of other archangels, demons, or whatever. I won't hesitate to kill the player named Black Scythe in any way and by any means."
Remiel made that promise.
[Let's go.]
[Yes, Archangel!]
While the battle angel held Remiel, they prepared for the return.
Then, Remiel, with a golden flash of inverted blood, fell to the ground.
Thud-
At the same time, the figure of Black Scythe picking up the discarded scythe was seen.
Kung-
The headless body fell to the ground after losing its head.
It was the angel who had held Remiel a moment ago.
Remiel's delicate forehead was cruelly crushed.
[You, bastard. What are you doing!? Didn't you make a promise?]
"In the human world, there's a saying like this."
Ryu Min muttered shamelessly.
"A promise is made to be broken."
[What?]
"You thought I'd really let you go?"
The figure of Black Scythe, whose transformation had restarted, approached holding the scythe.
"Not a single one of you will live in this place. Not a single one."