Chapter 628 - Saint Monastery (IX)
Holy radiance ripped through the darkness. Celia walked out of the glaring radiance and gazed at the Fallen Angel with a complex glint. Then, she raised the sword in her hands. Silver-whitish flames erupted and blasted into the sky. The Fallen Angel hovering in midair suddenly sulked and widened her eyes unbelievably at Celia.
“Celia…?”
“I never expected that we would meet each other again in this state.”
Celia’s expression remain unchanged, but her eyes glinted with traces of regrets. Then, she shook her head and responded. The Fallen Angel shivered and the dark aura around her expanded abruptly.
“…”
As though an injured animal, the Fallen Angel let out a deep roar and her eyes flickered with scarlet luster. However, Celia simply laid her sword horizontally before her and expanded her pure white wings majestically.
“Miss Canary, Miss Bubble, please stand back. This is between me and her.”
Celia soared into the sky, leaving Mini Bubble Gum and Canary exchanging looks with each other. Although they didn’t know what Celia was up to, they were curious to see what new developments there were to the monastery that they had cleared it countless of times before. But even so, Mini Bubble Gum laughed up her sleeve and pointed a finger at Celia. Shortly after, a golden crown emerged above Celia’s head and holy powers rushed into her body. The silver-whitish flames on her blade blazed increasingly brighter. Mini Bubble Gum placed her hands behind her back and looked at Rhode and Canary.
What a surprise.
Boom!
The dark fog dispersed.
The Fallen Angel succumbed to the silver-whitish flames and crashed heavily to the ground from the high altitude. Celia sheathed her sword and gently flapped her wings to descend to the surface.
“…”
The Fallen Angel opened her eyes. Her thin body trembled weakly and her face distorted to the holy powers that had crushed her soul. This was an omen of death for a Fallen Angel.
“… I didn’t expect to see your swordsmanship after so many years… Celia…”
The Fallen Angel revealed a smile as she gazed at Celia flapping her wings toward her.
“I truly miss those days… Back then, I’ve always admired you. Your swordsmanship is just like you. Sharp, pure, and dazzling. But… after all, everything has ended… We’ve been abandoned by Archangel Serene. I know… that wasn’t her fault, but… I…”
The Fallen Angel extended her trembling hand.
“Celia, do you know? Back then, if I’d chosen to leave with you, perhaps everything would be different. But I chose to stay. I thought that it was the right choice… But…” she gazed at her shriveled hand, “… this is the end. I’ve given up on my beliefs. My path…”
The Fallen Angel’s voice became softer and softer. Finally, she closed her eyes and her body dissipated into smoke and dust. Celia gazed quietly before closing her eyes and letting out a sigh. She raised her sword and the smoke fluttered as though they were alive, winding the silver-whitish blade. Holy flames blazed on the blade and enveloped the smoke completely.
Then, Celia lowered her head.
“Rest in peace, my friend.”
She said softly.