“Hardly mendacity. Nobody ever did ask if Devil and I have been one and the identical,” his smarmy reply.
My lips went right into a flat line. “Semantics. You taught the angels the satan was the enemy.”
“To present them function.”
“However you by no means allow them to battle,” I insisted.
To which Tron muttered, “He didn’t need his armies destroying one another. So, he stored us at all times on guard, at all times watching out for the massive dangerous satan and his legion.”
“And it really works,” Devil-now-looking-like-Elyon acknowledged. “The angels maintain busy and are titillated by our shut encounters with Hell.”
“What do your demon princes consider that?” Tron questioned.
“They’re too dumb to determine it out. And the few that aren’t and query why the legions haven’t crushed Heaven since we’re by no means too far aside? They’re by no means heard from once more. Alas, I’ve to make use of a extra elaborate charade in the case of angels. Public executions work poorly on Heaven, therefore why I banished you.” Elyon’s lips twisted. “You have been imagined to fly your choir to the ends of the universe and by no means trouble me once more. How ironic that, as a substitute, you handed me the largest treasure. A forgotten planet, ripe with assets.”
The extra he spoke, the extra each single faith unraveled. “The entire Heaven and Hell factor is a rip-off,” I acknowledged.
“Extra like a machine. Every part has its use. Heaven supplies me with obedient angels who search out worlds with potential. They domesticate the flocks. They collect the suul Heaven wants, and when these flocks evolve and start chafing or attempting to overthrow, Hell sweeps in and the harvesting happens.”
“You purposely had us lead innocents to the slaughter,” Tron whispered. He ducked his head as he struggled with the position he’d performed.
I glanced at Elyon, so smug and superior. With purpose, I might concede. His powers appeared infinite. He might create. Change. Kill. But he additionally relied on mundane issues, too, given what number of machines I’d seen on this place. Hell wasn’t just like the cantorii that supplied all the things its crew wanted. Then once more, I think about the distinction needed to do with effort and the quantity of energy wanted. Like a automotive, you could possibly drive quick and infrequently, giving all your mates a trip, paying out the nostril for gasoline, or you could possibly use it economically, having fun with the fruits of proudly owning the automotive however retaining the associated fee cheap.
The gasoline on this case, suul. Elyon wanted it to take care of his powers. So how did we minimize him off?
Might we get him to spill his secret? Possibly reveal his weak spot? A dumb plan, however my just one. He’d been cocky to date. Would he additionally brag?
“Fairly the con you’ve been operating. And to suppose it’s all about to finish.” I poked his ego with a menace.
As predicted, Elyon snorted in disdain. “The stories on people are true I see. Brash. Daring. Silly. Weak. You suppose your puny know-how can defeat me? I’m GOD!” He held out his hand, and lightning danced from his fingertips. He flung these jolts at me, however they didn’t join. A feathery wing cracked open in entrance of me in safety. A glow surrounded Tron, a defend in opposition to the electrical energy.
The lightning strike stopped, and with the wing in my approach, I might solely hear Elyon say, “You eliminated your HALO.”
“And lengthy late. You could suppose you’re so intelligent utilizing it to suppress our pure potential,” Tron declared.
Wait, what? I glanced at his head to see he’d managed his defend with out the HALO he often relied on.
“Its removing explains the dip in energy,” a musing Elyon acknowledged. “However earlier than you get excited, I can nonetheless pull in additional than I want. So don’t even consider attacking.”
It took me a second to unpack what he meant. Tron figured it out a millisecond earlier than me.
“The HALOs feed you our magic.” Tron sounded sick.
“It’s a lot simpler than touching an individual to siphon.” Devil, as a result of solely that evil fucker would sound so proud. “The angels with the present of a HALO are the strongest in the case of changing suul into the holy spirt I take advantage of for miracles. They feed me consistently.”
“That’s why you hardly ever depart Heaven. As soon as the angels discover out what you’ve carried out—”
“They received’t. Do you actually suppose you’re the primary to find the key?” The large smile swallowed us in depravity. “None ever reside to inform. The query is, how do you need to die? Shortly? Slowly? I just like the latter as a result of it includes torture first. And earlier than you suppose it simply the stoic type the place I whip you bloody ready so that you can beg, as a substitute, I wish to thoughts fuck because the people would say. I’m considering, in your case, I’ll make your lady fall in love with me.”
“It’ll by no means occur,” I huffed.
“Oh, however it can,” the satan mentioned in a clean voice, and his look modified once more, to a person in his thirties or forties, raven-black hair, options pale, carrying a darkish swimsuit, good-looking as sin. “I’m a grasp of seduction. Consider the way you’ll really feel when I’ve her begging me to take her and agreeing however provided that we fornicate in entrance of you.” The good-looking satan provided a smile to Tron.
“By no means.”
“As if I hadn’t heard that earlier than. Even the neatest and strongest will be seduced.” When the satan’s gaze shifted upward, I adopted it to see the angel within the cage, standing on the barely bent bars, large enough for me possibly, however not somebody with wings. She stared and mentioned nothing, her expression clean. Did she hate the satan, or had she reached some extent previous that to an apathy so robust she now not reacted? It made me pity her.
As if sensing my ideas, her gaze shifted to me and narrowed. A shiver went by means of me. Positively not apathetic. Simmering rage existed inside, coiled tight and ready for its second. Might she assist us? I didn’t see how since we had no approach of getting her out of the cage. I extremely doubted the satan would let Tron have one other go on the bars. Pity her HALO, appearing as some sort of restraint, wouldn’t let her save herself. I puzzled if it have been gone, what she’d do.
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