God Is A Game Designer - 120 C119 Angel Vs God

Each word was hitting Nathan as he felt the hatred coming at him, his mind trying to scramble to why this woman hated him so. He barely put together that he knew this woman awhile ago. Her face and voice were similar as he spoke to her during the initial stages of making the game. Though it was clear at this point that the game was closer to reality, then he realised.

The wings of Annie expanding as the mana from the surrounding air pulled itself into the magical layers the wings had layered inside due to being an angel. The sword brightly glowing with fury as Annie let out a scream of anger as her swings fired out crimson lances that launched rapidly towards Nathan.

His speed is still slow as he felt the first lance hitting his shoulder before he was able to pull away and roll to the side. Each lance was causing the earth to rupture and explode as he noticed a hole in his shoulder.

Pure white energy flooding from it as his form had become damaged due to her attack. It was mainly due to the divine nature of her being that she could even do any damage to him.

“I think you should stop so we can talk about this.”

Nathan stated as he did not want to fight this woman. He had a feeling something had happened between him leaving and this moment. He felt the rage and anger, and he felt something similar to his old self.

The need for revenge. The deep hate that could only get resolved by rooting out the man she hated.

“Shut up. I need nothing from you. Can you resolve hundreds of years that you have exiled me!”

Seven more crimson rays firing as this time Nathan used his Journey word to catapult him a considerable distance. Unlike other power words, Journey was meant to be used for long distances and did not have the same accuracy as certain other power words.

His did not have the time to think as he saw twenty more bolts of crimson launching towards him. His hand reached up as he released his power from his Bow power word.

“Lord Of That Which Falls!”

Nathan’s words quickly hitting the twenty bolts as they froze in the air. His face growing concerned as he fought for control with the woman as his strength waned as his shoulder still leaked his energy.

“Die! Let this world rest without you!”

Her words echoing as the bolts jolted forwards with each passing second. Nathan was staring at the woman as he gritted his teeth. He had so much to do still, and he had to punish his daughter for sticking him here without permission.

“Oh shut up!”

He screamed back as he began pushing back. His eyes were glowing with intense power as the pure white energy poured forth from his eyes as a cape of death shrouded his shoulders. The hole was fixing up quickly as he looked to the woman with his hand still up.

With a swift crushing motion with his hand, all twenty bolts exploded into fragments as he glared at the woman.

“Annie. I did nothing to you. If someone did something like Exile that was out of my control!”

Each word was hitting Annie back as she gritted her teeth. How could the man not know about her exile? He was not only a god. He was the Arch God. How could she believe such lies?

“Shut up yourself. You are the Arch God. How could you not know? I prayed to you so much each day that I wandered the land.”

Annie poured her heart out as Nathan felt the guilt hitting him. He had never looked at those event messages. In the day he had thought them similar to spam messages from the system and had deleted them due to the role he had at the time. It was always a thing he planned to check out, but on his alternate accounts, he had never gotten them.

“I’m sorry Annie. I did not get them. I had power but not omnipresence.”

The tears were only flowing out more as her rage continued to climb.

“You are a god! Stop lying to me!”

Her wings were glowing bright crimson as she began to expand her power. Hundreds of bolts launching as Nathan let out a curse as the thousands of energy bolts flew towards him. Who knew that Annie had such a capable power it was an utter surprise.

Nathan was letting out a sigh as he held his hand up. Keeping the bolts back as each one slowly got closer to him with a curse under his breath as he finally caught the last one in place. The final few getting within a hundred metres of himself.

Just as he finished catching these, his eyes looked to the left as he felt a stabbing pain in his side. The sword of Annie was sticking out from him as he bit down hard onto his lips as the woman stared at him with hatred.

“Stop making excuses. You treat people like objects, and it’s best if you do not interfere with the mortal world anymore.”

She pressed the sword deeper into him as she saw the divine energy flowing out. The strength of it was causing her to pull away slightly as she knew the power could cause her harm.

“Annie. You are right. I’m used to be a terrible person. I never considered the world a reality and the people inside to have free will. I spent most of my waking moments looking for revenge.”

His words were catching his throat as it was the first time he felt the real pain coming into this world. His eyes were looking at the woman as he smiled despite the pain.

“When I came here though after my daughter forced me. I realised I was wrong. I doubt you will understand right now, but I won’t allow you to stop me.”

His eyes were flashing with power again as his hand grabbed reached out and grabbed the angel, his might like a vice grip as the angel struggled.

“I’m Sorry Annie.”