Nameless King

The golden wings turned into a cocoon as if petrified and began to fall apart. The massive debris fell to the ground, revealing the altered appearance of Vela.

Golden threads appeared on her body, threads through which energy circulated like blood through veins. On her arms and legs were protective gold plates and on her forehead was a large seal in the shape of two outspread wings.

Vela's eyes were calm and deep. She had grown new golden wings from which drops of blood were still dripping.

"Did you have to be reborn to fight me? I'm flattered." Wain said smiling and bowed slightly.

"You still have the nerve to act like that. I've been told how the humans were formidable creatures to whom even the gods were no judge, but you're not like that. You don't act like an antagonist to the gods. You're like a pathetic clown." Vela said, and her hands were covered in golden light.

"No matter who I am, that's why I'm wearing this mask." Wain uttered and threw two spheres at Vela.

Vela blocked it with a flap of her wings, but suddenly she was horrified. Several golden feathers fell from her wing as if someone had eaten them.

"What...? I definitely blocked your attack." Vela didn't understand how the spheres could damage when they didn't even explode.

Wain appeared in front of her and attacked again. Vela blocked his attack, but Wain turned sharply and struck her in the chest with his palm, and the blue bracelet on his arm glowed brightly. Vela vomited blood and tried to retreat, but the icy waves were already bearing down on her.

She had to cover herself with her wings, which were an impassable barrier to any attack. Vela was safe, but she deprived herself of mobility and greatly reduced her field of vision.

Wain took advantage of this and stomped his foot to create a wave of black flame that lowered Vela's defenses for a while. Wain created five spheres around Vela and exploded them.

The dark fire consumed everything around it. It consumed the houses, the ground, and the bodies of the angels and left no trace of them.

Because of Martial Essence, the spheres had the power of Beyond, and so Vela's impenetrable wings were damaged under the power of devouring energy.

"AAAAARGH!" Vela soared in pain and looked fiercely at Wain. She realized that she could no longer defend herself or else over the next few attacks. Wain would tear her apart.

Vela's legs were covered in golden energy, and she got to Wain in one step. After being reborn in a cocoon, all of her physical characteristics rose significantly, and the limitations of Second Chronicle could not stop the growth of her power.

Vela was special, even among the rare angels with high blood purity. She could not lose when so many of her mates died, but her main mission was to kill Wain. Vela could not allow a human to exist.

Bam.

She threw a powerful punch with her fist. Wain blocked it, but the shock wave of the blow threw him aside. Vela was instantly beside him and attacked again but from the other side.

Wain was forced to defend himself. Vela attacked too quickly, Wain didn't have time to create spheres or counterattack.

The spectators watching them couldn't keep track of the fight. To them, it looked as if golden flashes sometimes appeared around Wain, and he received a powerful blow.

Vela's fists were like hammers, after the impact of which the ground shook, and dust rose from the ground. Anyone not on the edge of the Second Chronicle would have had their bones broken and their internal organs damaged by a single blow. Someone even weaker would be killed on the spot.

"Brother, shouldn't we help him?" Ena said, approaching Vlad. Vincent and the other elders had already killed all the six-wings, and the vampires had practically won.

"No, their fight is important. We have no right to interfere." Vlad said seriously.

"What? What are you talking about? Whether your friend wins or not won't make any difference. Our victory is inevitable." Ena muttered, looking at the last angels the vampires were catching up with.

"Ena, your big brother is right." Vincent approached. "This guy turned out to be a unique person. You're still inexperienced and don't understand that combat isn't just about strength. You can get to know a man better in combat than in talk, his character, motives, and ambitions. The result is not important, we must pay attention to how he will act and what he will do."

Ena looked at her father and brother confusedly. They said it with serious faces, but their words were illogical to Ena.

'Shouldn't we just kill the angel and start rebuilding the city? What are these two thinking?'

...

The other elders had the same opinion as Vincent and Vlad.

"Miss Delia, what do you plan to do next?" A tall man with long black hair and a thick mustache asked. He was the head of one of the seven main families in Terrin.

Delia wondered, "First, I'd like to talk to this guy and the Tran Family. The angel attack on our house came as an unpleasant surprise, but maybe even a situation like this has positives."

"I agree. This guy isn't bad, though I shouldn't have expected anything less from a human. When he absorbed hundreds of souls at once, it sent shivers down my body. It was an incredible sight."

Delia nodded, "We'll find out soon enough. The outcome of the battle is obvious either way."

...

"You can only defend yourself, yet you boast so much of your strength. Sooner or later, you will weaken and lose." Vela said seriously and attacked again.

Wain smiled slightly and took a step back. Vela immediately followed him and threw a straight punch. Wain spread his arms apart, and Vela's fist slammed into Wain's stomach, and he immediately threw up a mouthful of blood.

Vela perked up because she was finally able to get him and decided to attack again, but suddenly Wain grabbed her arm. Vela was shocked, Wain's grip was too strong, and she could not move.

"This blow was your first and your last." Wain said, and the ring on his finger shone brightly.