Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil

The clones of the dragon king were dead.

All hundreds of them.

Pablo used Malvador's Ego for that.

Of course, Pablo's divine self came in handy to amplify the power of the Ego. All in all, the dragon king was alone now.

But he alone was enough.

The Angels broke free from the black flames that were on their bodies and it did them nothing anyway. No one was burnt. Not even Cupid, the weakest Angel.

And since Pablo's order was still on, the Angels had to oblige.

Pablo wanted the dragon king dead and that's what the Angels shall do.

So all of them summoned a shiny, white lighting bolt from the sky and held it like the God of Thunder. Pablo compared them with Zeus as the Angels looked exactly like the fictional images he had seen of Zeus.

Anyway, now he waited for the dragon king to die.

All the Angels raised the lightning bolt and aimed it at the Magma covered dragon king.

But if it could be that easy, then the demon king would have killed the dragon king as well. He wouldn't have died by the hands of the winged creature.

When the Angels were about to throw the lightning at the dragon, the dragon king roared at the top of his lungs and the next second…

BURST!

All the magma, swords and whatever the dragon was covered with flew away.

The dragon king was free again.

Just after he got free, he ignored all the Angels and jerked his head behind.

At Pablo.

Pablo also had his eyes on the Being but before he could say something, the dragon king outright declared:

"You are dead, human."

Pablo smiled. "Since the moment I was born."

The dragon ignored the Angels entirely and walked towards Pablo.

Pablo didn't run away and descended on the ground.

He was floating since he became a God but now he finally felt the ground again beneath his feet.

He also walked towards the incoming dragon king.

He cracked his knuckles, stretched his right hand in a certain direction and from nowhere, came flying his Colt.

He held it, made it shimmer with white light and now was finally ready to clash with the dragon king himself.

But he would be stupid if he didn't use the power he had.

So, he commanded:

"Angels, I want him dead. Fuck my honor. Kill him from behind if you have to. Just kill him and get this over with."

The Angels nodded and threw the lightning spears they had in their hands.

The dragon king's back faced the angels and the spears were coming straight for his back as well.

Pablo also reached in front of the dragon king and he swung Colt right at the head of the dragon.

From the front, Colt was coming and from behind more than nine hundred lightning spears were about to show their faces.

The dragon king had to do something if he wanted to not get hurt. And he did.

Just when the spears reached near his back and Colt near his neck, the dragon king spread his wings and took off in the air.

Pablo's eyes widened as after the dragon king took off, Pablo was the one who got welcomed by the lightning spears.

He had no time to dodge but he tried to duck anyway.

However, that did him nothing and all the spears fell on Pablo.

The soldiers and the people watching on their screens screamed and winced as if it was them who suffered that blow.

Ashes arose on the spot along with the smoke from the lightning and all of them waited for the smoke to end with bated breaths.

They would accept some wounds on Pablo but they didn't want him dead. Pablo was the only one who stood a chance against the dragon king. If he died, then forget the war, everything was over. They didn't want to live under the rule of such a prideful Being who would kill someone just for speaking their mind.

After five seconds, the smoke and ashes finally cleared up and everyone saw the scene clearly.

They saw Pablo and just when they saw him, all of them beamed.

Pablo was fine. Nothing happened to him.

He was as good as new. No wounds appeared on his body as if the lightning spears did him nothing. They all were sure that the spears had hit Pablo head on and yet, the man was good as new. No sign of pain and bruises.

Pablo examined his own body as well and after seeing nothing happened to him. He was also surprised that he didn't even feel the effects of lighting on him after taking all those spears head on. With a curious look, he looked at Andrezj, the strongest Angel.

Andrezj saw Pablo's gaze and he figured the question Pablo had in his eyes.

So, the male Angel wasted no time and like a good angel he was, he explained:

'We can't hurt you, my lord. Even if we use our strongest move on you, nothing will happen to you. We are your subjects. Subjects can't hurt their Gods.'

Pablo gave an appreciative nod to Andrezj. He also relished the male angel talking with him with such respect. That was just the perk of the Special Skill.

But alas, Pablo didn't have the time to relish in Andrezj's respect for him as the threat still loomed over his head.

Before indulging with the dragon, Pablo ordered Andrezj and other angels to keep on attacking the dragon king whenever they saw a chance.

Andrezj nodded and Pablo took off in the sky.

Now both beings were in front of each other in the air, hovering while all the thousand Angels were floating behind the dragon king.

The Angels won't play fair and attack like cowards from behind as Pablo already told them to fuck the honor.

The dragon king also knew that but he believed if he killed Pablo, the Angels won't matter. So he focused only on Pablo.

Pablo gripped Colt.

El'Dorado gripped Widow, a cheap copy as the original weapon had been turned to dust by the Angels.

The next second…

The final round began.