Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil

Harlia died.

Malvador won.

Harlia had almost killed the vampire king but the bastard managed to save himself from death.

But after Harlia, it was finally Pablo's turn and this time, Malvador wouldn't be able to save himself from death all that well.

The soldiers didn't get to mourn for Harlia properly as Pablo started to walk towards Malvador.

His Angels followed behind him.

Malvador did some stretching, finally ready to get his long awaited duel.

Pablo was walking but it took time so he just vanished.

He then appeared in front of Malvador and Malvador was also finished stretching.

Both men looked at each other and Malvador couldn't stop smiling.

"I finally got you, Pablo." He said.

Pablo was floating a little above the ground but he decided to come down.

"You got nothing, Malvador. I already won this shit." Pablo replied.

Malvador laughed. "Do you know who I am?"

"I think I know."

"Of course. A smart man like you must have already figured it out. That dragon spilled the beans."

Pablo nodded. "Why are you here though? How did you even come into this world?"

"I was summoned here. Just like you. This is some sort of punishment for you. My appearance, that is."

"So it was the Gods. They chose you to punish me for my sins."

Malvador nodded. "They had told me to keep this a secret but the dragon king already revealed that I came in contact with his killers. So it's not me who revealed it."

Pablo wiped his palms. "You must be really filled with anger towards me right now. Well, let's get this started then."

"You are not angry at the Gods?"

Pablo shook his head. "No. I am not. They did what they thought was right. And it's not like you are that much of a threat to me."

Malvador laughed and raised his fists.

"We shall see about that. I wanted to do this for a long time."

Pablo nodded and unsummoned his Colt.

He didn't raise his fists and just gestured at Malvador to finally start the fight.

Malvador wasted no time as well and swung his right fist at Pablo.

Pablo dodged with ease.

Malvador then threw more hands and Pablo dodged all of them.

But Malvador wasn't tiring as he constantly moved towards Pablo, his hands swinging non stop to land one hot punch on Pablo's face.

The vampire king moved like a trained martial artist as his style of fighting wasn't seen by the soldiers or anyone else in Seraphim.

But Pablo was the God of Angels right now so he faced no problem in dealing with Malvador and the Angels behind Pablo also didn't intervene as they didn't have Pablo's order to do something.

"You really know who I am, Pablo?" Malvador asked, throwing an upper cut.

Pablo leaned back. "Yes. I know."

Malvador raised his leg to kick Pablo's balls. "I am the Chief of the Special Forces."

Pablo stepped to the side.

Malvador clenched his jaw.

"I am the one who captured you. I am the one who tortured you. I am the one who pissed on you, Pablo Castillo!"

"No need to remind me, Chief. I don't even know your name. You must have felt great after capturing an eighty five year old man and defeating him."

"That eighty five year old man was the biggest criminal in the World."

Pablo smiled. "What happened after I died? I wasn't able to see it. Did you manage to live or were you dead after that as well?"

Malvador clenched his fist. "The explosion you made before your death had killed all my remaining soldiers. I was dead as well. But before dying, I came to your cross, emptied my pistol on your dead body and died on my knees. I won't let you live this time, Pablo."

"I understand now. I understand your hate now."

Malvador frowned. "What did you understand?"

"Did I ever kill your loved one? Did you lose someone because of me?"

"No. But you killed my soldiers."

"Soldiers are meant to die. They had taken up the mission of capturing me knowing full well that they might die. They had nothing to do with you. You were just their Chief."

"They were my friends!" Malvador roared and swung both his hands.

Pablo evaded them. "They were not your friends. The special force was constructed just to capture me. You guys were unknown to each other. They were soldiers and you were their Chief."

"But you killed them. You killed so many soldiers under me. You managed to kill people just before the moments of your death. You were under my eyes and yet you killed people!"

Pablo's lips curled up. "And that's what I am talking about. You hate me because of this very same reason."

Malvador stopped swinging his punches.

Pablo stopped moving as well.

The Vampire king stared at Pablo with a deathly glare and Pablo kept his smile.

"The way you are looking at me makes me believe I am right."

Malvador opened his mouth to rebuke but Pablo raised his hand.

"I didn't kill anyone who was close to you. I didn't kill your loved one or any other shit like that. And yet, you hate me with all your being. Do you know why?"

Malvador would have answered but Pablo kept speaking.

"You don't hate me because I am a killer, or because I killed so many leaders. You simply hate me because of only one thing..."

Malvador went silent and Pablo revealed:

"I managed to kill people under your surveillance."

Malvador's brows shot up.

Pablo broke into a grin.

"You don't care about your fallen comrades, you don't care about the leaders that I killed. The only reason you hate me from your core is because…"

Pablo leaned forward.

"I hurt your fucking ego."

Malvador gritted his teeth.

Pablo grinned wider.

"I killed the soldiers who were under your protection. I killed people before dying while you were responsible for their security. You don't hate me for killing, Malvador."

Pablo peered deep inside Malvador's red eyes.

"You hate me for making you look like an incompetent soldier."