God Is A Game Designer - 119 C118 Angelic Hate

Moving back to the city, the chaos still surrounding the people as everyone rushed to leave. Anyone in power dead inside the city after Nathan had finished his might. Most of the East side now a graveyard as merchants, guards and a few priests fled across the bridge and past Nathan to get away.

It took thirty minutes before everyone left and Nathan could begin. He had heard that he had two options from Azo. Either to enter via the top and use the portals to get into the dungeon. This option was far to slow for his own needs.

The second option was more accessible as it got him straight into the dungeon as he could enter via the tunnels at the base of the structure. The only difficulty was going to find it.

“Let’s go with option three.”

Nathan stepped from the bridge as he jumped from the side. His decent rapid as he almost smashed into the ground a second time since coming to this world. Unlike last time though he was in full control as his body stopped on a dime before hitting the ground.

After stepping back onto the solid ground, it only took Nathan a few moments before coming up to the pillar.

“Third pillar from the east side. Never said exactly where on the pillar.”

His eyes were scanning the surrounding as he saw the many corpses surrounding. Most just bone as he knew what had happened to the fleshy new ones.

Having enough of looking, his hand pushing out as the black oak bow Senshi grew from his hand. The string is uncurling from the bow as it attached in the middle.

“I like this bow.”

His eyes drawn to the weapon before pulling the string back, aiming it directly at the pillar as the energy started to gather in the bow as the power forced itself out.

The overpowering echo as the bolt of energy broke the sound barrier. The flash of light colliding with the pillar of the bridge as smoke, stone and fragments flew into the air.

The light flying in one side and out the other as nothing stopped it from just flying through the entire structure and digging itself several meters into the ground on the other side.

After the dust settled, Nathan could see that the structure remained mostly intact as the walls of the pillar crumbled but staying strong enough for the structure above to continue standing.

“Excellent. Just need to find the staircase and head down then take a left constantly. Find the dead end and blow a hole through it because secret passageways are stupid.”

Moving towards the pillar as his bow stood by his side in his grip. Nathan began his journey underground.

Up above the entire process. Annie walked across the bridge as she passed a few stragglers as the sound of destruction below was evident as the bridge shook with violence. Her eyes were looking around at the many corpses that littered the ground.

“Mass murdering again. Some things never change do they, Nathan.”

Spreading her wings as she took flight, body soaring into the air as a few peoples stared up at the woman in disbelief as they still only saw a human woman. The sight not causing all too much attention after a God of Death came and destroyed the entire church in the east section of Senoa.

Flying straight down as her eyes locked to the man as she watched the dust settle. The man was blowing a hole straight into the side of the bridge. Maybe he was planning to destroy the entire area to stop people getting to the East side.

Landing behind the man she pulled out her weapon as her sword glowed bright red with her power.

“Nathan!”

Her anger was boiling after all these years in exile. Her rage was wanting to tip her over as she needed to release all this anger as she felt like tearing the man apart. Her entire life ruined by saying a few words to this murder.

She watched as the man turned around looking somewhat surprised as his eyes clouded before some recognition as he looked her over.

“You were the Crimson Angel with Sevil. Can I help you?”

These words caught Annie as she felt the rage coming over her. It was clear to her that this man did not know her. His memory was so sick that he had forgotten her after such a time.

“You do not remember me at all?”

Her voice was quivering as she held her sword in one hand, body wanting to move forward and attack this person even if it costed her life.

“Yeah. You work with Sevil Like I said.”

Each word was drilling into her as she felt tears streaming down her cheeks. Several hundred years of exile and this man did not remember her at all.

“You are a horrible person. Killing all those people around you because you can. Do you enjoy culling everyone like they are toys to be enjoyed!”

She said screaming as she felt her grip tightening on the blade. Her body was trying to force itself forward as her need for revenge almost taking over. Her eyes shot as she continued.

“You ruined my life. You got me to cast out of paradise and my life. I never got to say goodbye. You did this to me after you exterminated an entire race of creatures without a second thought.”

Her body was shaking as she moved forward a few steps as her wings beat with hate as her words poured fouth.

“Annie! My name is Annie. I spoke with you over seven hundred years ago maybe longer at this point. Now you are here with Sevil. Leave him alone you monster. Do not put those children into whatever sick plot you have.”

Annie felt the tears streaming as she shook her head. Eyes shot as she knew the only way she could finish this was to destroy the source of evil.

“What is the point of speaking. You are a Paracite Creator God who does not deserve the title anymore.”

Her sword raising as her wings fluttered as she prepared for combat.

“I’ll kill you myself.”