Goddess Collector: Every Hole is a Goal - Chapter 815: 803

Title: Clarity

“Are you sure?” Angela frowned as she looked into another screen created by Nik. The screen showed the image of a woman wearing a helmet with wings carved on the sides. She was flanked by an army of Angels as they made their way towards the group.

“It should. All I need is to isolate you and the queen. Let you brawl it out while projecting the fight. But… you’re absolutely sure that you can defeat her?” Nik asked calmly. He had nothing to do with what Angela wanted. She was the one who got stabbed, she was the one wanting to find a few answers and she made it clear that no direct assistance in any fight was needed.

What Nik did was make it convenient for her to fight the queen so, of course, Angela didn’t mind it.

“Of course,” Angela crossed her arms with her eyes brimming in confidence.

There was a glaring disadvantage that Angela couldn’t fly and the queen could but that was all the same to Nik. If he wished, he could truly dominate Heven with a flip of his hand but he cared more about Angela’s personal satisfaction so without wasting another second, he snapped his fingers, and violet portals engulfed the queen and Angela simultaneously.

“Your highness!”

“Queen!”

“Find her! Quick!”

Shouts rang from the opponent’s side while Angela’s vision changed.

“Hmm… he actually took us into Dream Core?”

Angela looked around with a startled expression.

‘I did say that I could beat the queen… but to think he’d just pull me in his base of operation…’ Angela felt impressed by Nik’s faith in her. If there was one thing actually adored by the girls around him that he didn’t act stingy despite all the treasures on him. That, and his apparent lack of caution when it came to dealing with them.

Angela first thought that this lack of caution stemmed from Nik’s overbearing strength but it wasn’t the case. He just didn’t like to put up guards against the girls he began to care about.

“Where are—” Before the queen could regain her composure as she felt the distinct change in the air and the supernatural forces around her, Angela already came striking down with a violent force.

‘Defeat her first, ask questions later!’ Angela’s gaze widened while Xiphos in her hands cleaved down, making the queen quickly raise her circular shield as she was pushed on the ground with a strength so wild that even she had trouble guarding.

“Moronic beast,” the queen growled, her wings spread open as she flapped them sideways, making her knelt body rotate on her left knee as she slid her sword, aiming to cut Angela’s knees.

“Heh!” Raising her foot, Angela stomped her foot over the left feather, tugging it down and stopping the queen’s attack midway before letting go of the sword with her right hand and gripping the queen’s shield, pulling it towards herself as she exposed the queen’s face from underneath.

Pure white eyes and brown pupils met before the queen exclaimed in shock.

“Angela!”

“Your highness,” Angela whispered, raising her left arm once again.

*Clang*

*Clang*

Angela continuously struck Xiphos over the shield while grinding her foot against the queen’s beautiful white wing, drawing blood and making the queen’s expression twisted by the second.

The queen felt completely oppressed. Not only was she dazed by the strange environment, but she also did not have the time to understand the complete situation before being attacked by one of her own.

“Angela! Cease this atrocity!” The queen growled.

“No wings, no angel. I’m not under your rule anymore,” Angela stated coldly.

“Then battle me fairly!” She gnashed her teeth, “Or have you forgotten Heven’s honor?!”

“You have wings. There is nothing fair about this,” Angela twisted the sword and stabbed it towards the queen’s exposed face instead, making the queen hurriedly pull her shield up while wrestling control away from Angela. The act barely protected her head.

“Is this it? Your envy of wings has made you turn your back against us?” The queen inquired coldly while she stabbed with her sword from underneath.

“No,” Angela finally jumped but when the queen felt that it was her chance to move and moved both of her wings, Angela brutally stomped on the raised shield, slamming the queen on the ground.

“Ugh,” the force with which the queen felt her back and neck impact against the surprisingly hard ground made her spit blood before her back recoiled up slightly.

“I have some questions that need answering… and I wanted to defeat you for a long time,” Angela instantly stabbed Xiphos into the queen’s wrist, making her unclench her sword and her hand nailed into the ground. Meanwhile, Angela pulled the shield out of the queen’s hand and flung it away.

Now towering over the queen, Angela stood on her wings and gazed at the queen coldly. Her hand rested on Xiphos.

“Move your leg and I will cleave you in half, Engel.”

“Then do it,” the queen gave a bloodied sneer but Angela continued calmly.

“Did you stab Odin’s infant daughter?”

Engel, the queen of Angels, blinked in surprise. Her expression twisted in confusion and she inquired quietly, “How did you know about it?”

“From Loki, and Hela. Do you know them?”

“I have heard of Hela… who is this Loki?”

“Hey, rude!” Loki gasped while watching the large screen that depicted the entire fight.

“You don’t need to know who she is. Answer me. What did you do with that infant?”

“What do you do with a corpse? You throw it away,” the queen snorted.

“Why?” Angela finally spoke.

“Why?” Engel scoffed, “You know why were created, Angela? Us, Angels. To protect Midgard from Asgardians and do you know who created us? Odin Borson! He created us to protect the Midgard from Asgardian’s brutal nature but he saw us as a threat!

I did what I had to do to make our race survive! But Odin wouldn’t budge. Even if cornered by almost all the realms, he refused to give way.

Then I…”

The queen’s expression turned slightly complicated but soon ruthlessness filled her eyes.

“I kidnapped the eldest dottir of Frigga and Odin. Stabbed her in front of them when they still refused to give their tyranny. Is this what all of this is about, Angela? You are fighting me for the dead?”

Engel eyed Angela with a furious gaze.

“No. What was the girl named?”

Angela asked silently.

“Her name?” Engel blinked. Even now, she couldn’t find any weak spot in her situation that could be useful without her arm sliced in half.

“Her name was Aldrif Odinsdottir. I was there when she was born. I blessed her with fortune and longevity and I snatched those blessings when I stabbed her with my dagger.”

Angela continued to look at Engel but while she thought that facing Engel would only enrage her, she found out that she couldn’t feel anything at this moment. It was the same when she found out the possibility that Odin might be her father. First, she was absolutely appalled but now… nothing.

‘Is this what it means to be edgy?’ Angela frowned, ‘No, for that to happen, I should have been able to say something strange. Like… you could never kill me in a thousand years. No… maybe like— You live because I want you to. Hmm… definitely strange. Anna did say that if I don’t feel like saying that, I might just be a boring mature person… am I boring to Nik?’

Angela extinguished such thoughts and sighed.

“Take us out,” she stated rather softly while Engel grew alarmed. She didn’t know anything about Angela’s accomplices but she was already defeated.

Her heart chilled but suddenly, her vision changed and she found herself lying on the cold floor of her own Ark. Nay, her own residence.

However, sitting on her chair where she handled the affairs of the Ark was a young individual. The same one who molested other Angels.

“I did not know you would be different from Thor… if it were him, he would have smashed the Engel’s face with his hammer regardless,” Loki smiled as she observed Angela.

“Whatever. How am I supposed to get angry over something I did not have any knowledge of until a few weeks and even survived it? Not to mention, war is the place where things can take turn for the darkest situation,” Angela said while walking over to Nik and while he was going to stand, Angela shook her head, “I don’t want to deal with troublesome matters… if you have a use for Angels, it’s your choice.”

“What about her?” Nik’s gaze fell on Engel while a pleasant smile gave way.

“Nothing to do with me, of course. Even Asgard is just a vacation now. When you’re done, I’ll be more than happy to leave,” her words were clear but Loki couldn’t help but frown. She felt that something more was going on.

“I’m afraid that Odin would not think so,” Loki smirked, “You know that you’re his treasured firstborn, right? Aldrif?” As Loki giggled, Engel’s expression changed and she looked towards Angela with a shocked expression.

“You’re—”

“Now, now, time for your shock will come later. It’s time to make all of you mine,” Nik chuckled while an infernal red mist slowly covered him. From the mist, Engel was horrified by sensing a pure white snake slowly coiling around Nik’s neck as the feeling she got from all her experience and intuition placed Nik as one of the more terrifying existences she ever had displeasure of knowing.

With that, Nik began devouring the curses of the Angel kind and unceremoniously began to manipulate their indefensible minds in a certain manner that would allow him to control them.

—

‘Sigh, I gotta find a good place before all the Angels are converted,’ Nikshrat thought silently as he smiled weakly, “Can we rest?”

Brunnhilde couldn’t help but sigh and speak up, “Not now. We are close. She might be able to help you.”