novelaction Chapter 280 The Killing Angel is a Cold-Hearted Male Supporting Role (7)
Chapter 280 The Killing Angel is a Cold-Hearted Male Supporting Role (7)
When Lucifer and Michael arrived at the kingdom, it was already in ruins. Sira's judgment had ended, and he had long since left this cursed land.
They stood on the ruins and heard no sign of human life, only deathly silence and desolation.
Both of them couldn't help but gasp. Only then did they deeply understand the true meaning behind the title "Angel of Slaughter".
They were silent, because all of this was decided by God the Father, and it was God the Father who sent Xila to conduct the judgment. They knew very well that this was in compliance with God's will.
After silently comforting themselves in their hearts, they began to look for Xila.
Although there is not much connection between the angels of light and the fallen angels, as angels, there is a special sense of connection between them.
Soon, the two of them sensed Xila's presence. They looked at each other and decided to follow the presence.
It was a dense forest with towering trees. The sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, casting mottled shadows.
They walked for a while and finally saw Xila.
He was sitting quietly by a stream on the grass, washing his wings in the clear water. It was a strange and eye-catching scene.
Lucifer's ears turned red with uneasiness, and Michael's face turned red all the way. He looked left and right, but didn't dare to look straight at her.
Xila seemed to be completely immersed in his own world, and even the approach of the two people did not attract his attention.
He seemed to be isolated from the world, revealing a sense of loneliness and solitude, giving people an indescribable feeling.
They stood quietly by, not daring to disturb Xila's peace.
At this moment, Xila's loneliness and indifference seemed even stronger. He was like an existence from another world, untouchable.
Neither of them dared to get close, for fear of disturbing Xila's peace.
However, this tranquility was eventually broken.
Suddenly, a black figure appeared like a ghost. He was dressed in black clothes, had a pair of golden eyes under his black hair, and exuded a strong dark power.
This is not from the land of light, but an existence from the land of darkness.
Lucifer felt a little strange. There was a strict boundary between the Light Land and the Dark Land, so how could someone from the Dark Land break in?
The only possibility is that he is the Dark God, a being as powerful as the Father God.
The two were full of vigilance. Although Xila was powerful, they were still worried that the Dark God was approaching Xila for some purpose.
However, before the two could take any action, their bodies were controlled by a powerful dark force and they were unable to move.
On the other hand, Xila, who was slowly cleaning her feathers, seemed to not care at all and continued to focus on her own things.
The Dark God was a little unhappy. Why didn't he react at all?
He sat next to Xila somewhat depressed, his eyes revealing expectation and curiosity.
Xila paused only for a moment and then continued to clean his wings.
The Dark God was not angry. Instead, he thought Xila's wings were extremely beautiful and he wanted to touch them.
He raised his hand slightly, but when it was less than a few centimeters away from the wings, he was stopped by an invisible force.
Xila was looking up at him at this moment, his face was colder than usual, and his eyes revealed an inviolable majesty.
The Dark God was frightened by this power, his hand stopped in mid-air, unable to move forward at all.
Xila's indifference and strength made the Dark God realize that even at such a moment, this killing angel was not someone who could be easily approached.
"What are you going to do?"
Xila's eyes were as sharp as a knife, staring straight at the Dark God, and there was no emotion in his voice.
The Dark God coughed awkwardly, his eyes wandering around, trying to avoid Xila's scrutinizing gaze.
He put on a righteous look and spoke.
"I am your father's younger brother, why are you so rude?"
Xila frowned and responded in a cold tone.
"Father God said that if he sees you, he won't pay attention to you, so there's no need."
His words were simple and direct, without giving the Dark God any face.
The Dark God secretly hated Balder and couldn't help but scold him, complaining in his heart that his brother always appeared kind and compassionate, but was always plotting against him behind his back.
He tried to lighten the atmosphere, smiled nonchalantly and asked.
“You trust your Father so much?”
Xila did not hesitate at all, and his answer was firm and powerful.
“God the Father is faith.”
The Dark God suddenly felt annoyed. All this kid kept saying was "Father God, Father God", as if he had been brainwashed.
He felt a little frustrated, but quickly adjusted his mood and changed the subject.
"So what were you doing just now?"
Xila lowered his eyebrows, obviously not wanting to answer this question, so he chose to remain silent, with a stern face and no words.
The Dark God was a little angry, gritting his teeth in anger. He really had no way to deal with this kid...
Although he felt a little frustrated, he couldn't bear to say anything harsh, let alone force Xila.
He realized that in front of this cold-blooded killing angel, all his strength and means seemed powerless and ridiculous.
The Dark God snorted in dissatisfaction, but still did not get a glance from Xila.
Xila obviously didn't want to stay with him. It was originally quiet here and he thought he could be alone for a while, but now he was disturbed by the Dark God, so he naturally had to leave.
He stood up, gracefully retracted his wings, and prepared to leave.
The Dark God realized that the child was about to leave, he frowned a little irritably and couldn't help but ask.
“Want to go back?”
Xila looked at him compassionately, nodded politely, and then disappeared in an instant, leaving behind a slight breeze and a few falling feathers.
The Dark God was a little confused. He puffed his cheeks in anger and the more he thought about it, the angrier he got.
He snorted again and muttered.
“What a bad temper.”
He picked up the fallen feather, looked at it for several seconds, and then he disappeared from the spot in an instant, leaving only the dark breath in the air gradually dissipating.
Lucifer and Michael were left standing there, having witnessed everything that had just happened.
They only now realized that the Dark God was the Father God's younger brother. This was not surprising. What was strange was that he seemed a little "humble" in front of Xila.
But they didn't think much about it, because Xila had already left, so the two of them didn't stay any longer and prepared to return to their own place, thinking that maybe they could meet Xila again when they go back!