Witch's Daughter And The Devil's Son

"Leave that child alone," he heard his mother warn those angels.

"This child's mother's folly had put her in this situation. It was her who brought this fate to her own child. Blame her mother, not us."

"You would have killed her anyway," Evanthe retorted.

"Wasn't dying in the hand of our goddess a better option for that child than suffering as a vessel? Death will come to her. Let her enter reincarnation early to wash away the sins she and her mother bear. Do not prolong her suffering. It's her destiny."

"You are not worthy of deciding her destiny."

Petra laughed. "Then, lowly witches like you are worthy?"

The angel did not even have to pluck a string of her harp. All she did was raise a finger in their direction, and Evanthe felt suffocation she had never felt before. It was as if the world itself was compressing around her body, and she could only choke at its weight.

Evanthe winced in pain, while Petra had a refreshing smile on her face, her tone mocking as she spoke with a sigh.

"Destiny is truly fickle, even people of your status could not resist. In the past, I would not even dare raise my head in front of you. You don't know what joy your situation brings me, witch. Your past self was so arrogant, so boundlessly arrogant, not only I hated you."

Past self?

Evanthe had no idea what the angel was talking about and heard her continue.

"It's a pity that you can't remember anything and we cannot break the rule by telling it to you. Perhaps you can ask Sierra; afterall, she had been punished for breaking the rules once. I believe she would not mind committing another offense."

Evanthe tried to break free but she could not.

"Seeing you helpless like this? Such a beautiful sight to see."

At first, Drayce was glad for the delay, thinking it good that the enemy was conversing with his mother, giving him more time to accumulate strength and think of ways to escape. However, his heart ached hearing the angel repeatedly taunt his mother.

Erebus was the same.

'How dare they humiliate our mother?!'

Before he realized what was happening, his eyes turned pitch black.

A mass of darkness floated in front of him, and not even a split second after, the pitch black ball formed of the purest magic flew towards the angel mocking Evanthe.

Boom!

The strong collision between Petra and Drayce's attack caused the other angels to be pushed back. The attack also loosened the restriction binding Evanthe, causing her to be blasted off as well.

Of course, Drayce caught his mother, and he put her behind him.

The power of darkness against the power of light.

Not just ordinary magic with a darkness attribute, but divine power!

Supreme Darkness?

There was only one kind of divine power with darkness attribute of this purity…and it only belonged to Him, the one they dare not talk about.

The attack was strong, but it merely surprised the angels. It was not enough to injure them. Petra easily got back to her senses and looked at the young man stepping in front of Evanthe. His pitch black eyes glared at them.

However, Petra did not feel threatened. Rather, she felt wary, wondering if the one who possessed the darkness, the true owner of it, was interfering with her Sovereign's affairs.

Why would He come to the mortal world to meddle in the matters of the gods? Did He really break His vow?

'A warlock?'

Petra had been so focused on Evanthe and the hellfire's vessel behind her that she had neglected the man with them.

'Wait, no, this bloodline…a Dragon? No, it's not pure enough. A half-Dragon? How could there be a Dragon in the mortal world? Did He…?'

"Who are you?" Petra asked.

'For someone with a Dragon bloodline to appear at this moment, could it be a conspiracy against the pantheon? Is He rebelling? Is the Sovereign aware of this?'

While her suspicion grew, Petra and her companions went into an offensive formation, intending to attack Drayce. Though they were surprised that a Dragon was protecting Evanthe and Seren, they were not frightened when they realized that Drayce was weaker than them.

Drayce didn't answer her, but another mass of darkness appeared in front of him, ready to attack the angels again.

Evanthe looked at her son's back with a complicated gaze.

'Erebus has become stronger due to his anger.'

No one could understand her son's both sides better than her.

'But even so, he cannot fight against these angels. He is not yet powerful enough. If only we had more time…Oh, Sierra, our plans are ruined. Even if you, my son and I unite, it is impossible to resist, much less win against these many angels.The moment the hellfire calmed down enough for them to approach, Seren will be taken by them.'

Erebus launched an attack, but this time, the angels were prepared and able to dodge. Three of the angels holding bows sent a rain of light arrows towards him, causing an explosion that made the cave be further destroyed.

The ceiling had long collapsed, and from above, one could see flashes of white and black light, and each collision of power caused the mountain to break apart.

However, though Erebus was fighting with his life on the line, he was only dealing with three angels. Petra and the rest of the angels were merely watching them fight, and outside the underground cave, Evanthe could see that there were more angels waiting on standby around a sacred barrier, making sure there would be no possibility of escape for them.

Soon, blood could be seen trickling down Erebus' nose, and when a fourth angel—a winged woman holding a sword— joined the fray, Erebus started to show signs of defeat. He was not going to last for long as he was alone against many.

Just as Evanthe had recovered enough to cast a long range spell, her son was thrown with a great force from the opposite direction, making him collide against the wall of the cave.

Erebus had coughed out blood.

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A/N- From 6th to 17/18th March, there won't be any chapter.