Chapter 340: You Are A Human?!
**Who the hell are you?!!** The Young man stared at Michael with a deep frown.
"*Who I am isn't important, All you should know is... None of you are leaving here alive.*"
**Third Origin! He's a Demon! Let's just kill him!** A Man said, staring at Michael with disdain... Thanks to the helmet, they couldn't see his face.
**We're here for the Alien, But it seems we'll have to kill you before getting to him!!**
Another said.
BAM!!!
**...**
Everyone stared at the 8 feet tall Wolf, who fell on the man, crushing all his bones.
"Show respect to my Lord!" Reaper hissed out, turning his red eyes to the man.
**Oh?! It seems you're the one we are looking for?! How nice of you to deliver yourself to us**
Michael smirked behind his helmet, and with a flash, he appeared in front of the Third Origin, and slashed downward with his sword.
**...**
BANG!!!
The guy moved some meters back, and stabilized himself after some steps.
**You're strong, Now I know why you're so important.**
The guy smirked, and shot forward, clashing with Michael.
**Assist the Leader!!**
Before the soldiers could attack, Reaper landed in front of them.
**Don't be scared!! It's only one dog! We can handle it...**
The Soldier's word trailed off, seeing vortexes appearing around them... The next moment, countless horrifying monsters walked out... Orthus, Dracula, Queen-Spidax, Gas-Death, Chimaera, and Calamity walked out from the vortexes behind Reaper, and stood beside him.
The soldiers then looked around them, seeing knights in black armors, staring at them... Not only that, more than a hundred monsters were flying above the city with seven huge Dragons... All staring at him.
They all gulped in, trembling in fear.
**This... This...** The Soldiers were horrified.
"Kill."
With one command from Reaper, they all shot towards the soldiers, tearing them into shards.
BAM!!!
The Third Origin flew backward, and fell heavily on the ground. He threw up a mouthful of blood, and looked up at Michael in horror.
**You?! What realm are you?!!** He asked, getting up from the ground.
"*Stop asking stupid questions.*"
The next moment, Shadows rose from the ground, and wrapped around his body, arms, and legs.
**What is this?!!**
"*Third Origin, You'll make a good soldier.*"
**What?!!**
Before the shadows could tear him into pieces, two dark swords flew towards them, and surprisingly cut off the shadows... The two shot towards Michael.
"[Skull Royal Defense]"
A skull rose from the ground, enclosing Michael in it.
BAM! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! BAM!!!
The two blades collided on the barrier more than once... Seeing their attacks were ineffective, they flew back towards their sender.
Michael raised his head to an old man landing in front of the freed guy.
"*And you are?*"
**Thank you, First Origin.** The young man thanked, getting up from the ground.
**You embarrassed us, Origins... Moros won't be happy!** The old man turned his head to Michael... His two swords hovering above him.
**You are powerful, Human. But your journey ends here.**
Michael scoffed. "*Do you know how many times I have heard this...? It's getting boring...*"
The Skull Barrier disappeared, and Michael walked towards the two.
"*I have never used this before... I hope you're strong enough to resist it... [Dragon Might]*"
BOOOM!!!!
An unholy pressure descended on the city, pushing the guy to his knees... Not only him, all the demons dropped to their knees, while the old man frowned slightly, feeling the pressure on him.
Michael's eyes narrowed. "*Oh? Someone seems to be standing.*"
**You're powerful, That I'll give you! But in presence of a Lower God! You're nothing!!!**
The two swords shot towards Michael.
"*[Reflection]!*"
Whoosh!!
The man took a step back, seeing his swords flying towards him, he stretched out both his hands towards the swords.
**I Command You, Stop!!**
BOOM!!!
The two collided on the energy on his palm, pushing him three feet back.
"*You aren't the first Lower God I have Kill!!!*"
His eyes widened seeing Michael above him.
"*[Void Of Retribution]!!*"
With a swing of his Devil sword, a huge red crescent blade shot towards the two Origins.
**NOOOOO!!**
BOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!
All the soldiers who were about to enter the crack on the wall froze, witnessing the two Origins meeting their ends in front of them... They all subconsciously raised their heads into the sky, seeing a figure in black armor, and four wings, holding a sword... They all then lowered their gazes seeing countless souls standing on the corpses of their soldiers.
Furthermore, they looked at one another in surprise... The next moment, they raised their weapons into the air.
**No Retreat!!!**
Whoosh!!!
They all turned around and ran away from the city.
**RUN!!!! THERE ARE BEASTS IN THE CITY!!!**
**AHHH!!! GHOST!! RUN!!!!**
**RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!!!**
"*.....*"
Michael was stunned, watching as they dropped their weapons and ran away with ten times the speed they attacked with.
"*Leave No one alive.*"
With his command, all the souls shot into the air, and chase after the running soldiers, cutting them down without a single resistance.
Michael landed on the ground, and redraw his pressure... He calmly moved his gaze around the city, and the dead demons, then sighed.
"Thank you so much, Whoever you are... You saved us."
He moved his gaze on the demons, who knelt in front of him.
"What are you all doing? Please get up." He walked towards an old demon, and helped him up.
"I'm a friend, and ally of your king, so helping his people is also my duty." Michael smiled...
...Moment next, his helmet vanished, and the demons were stunned seeing the man in front of them is a human.
"You're a human?" The old demon was surprised.
"Yes, Not all humans are bad." Michael smiled at them.
BAM!!
The demons turned their head to Reaper, who landed on the ground, and got down on one knee.
"My lord, the enemy have been wiped out, It remains the forces in front of the city."
Michael nodded, and said to the demons. "I got to go now, your King might need my help."
The Demons nodded, and watched as Michael, and Reaper shot into the air, and flew towards the entrance of their city.