Angel Of Death Manga Ending นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Master Cummingham, you are a highly respected man. You should seek justice from Cronus, not just for yourself, but for us all in the society too.” The crowd gave suggestions to Alan. Alan nodded and turned to Angel. “It’s time to pay for your crimes, Angel. End yourself.” The words washed color off Angel’s face. Angel stared at the hostile crowd before turning to the stoic-faced Jeremiah with despair. He knew he had nowhere to run. Angel could at least die with dignity if he died by his own hands. “Give me a knife.” Moments later, Angel ended himself. Without looking at Angel’s lifeless body, Alan said in a flat tone, “Leo.”

“You asked me to save your daughter that night, and I did.” Cold fingers crept up my spine. “What?” She sighed, shaking her head. “If it hadn’t been for me, she would have died that night. That ceremony she performed—what a reckless, naive thing. It was no transformation spell, girl. It was a pup-ender. Abigail, you call her, was meant to die at that spring, my powers to strong for her. But I took pity. Her life is now blessed with some of my energy to live on. You both have my blessing, but for different reasons.”

"Now breathe out. Two... three... four..." The breath left my lungs in a shaky rush. "Again." Another breath. Then another. Little by little, the crushing pressure around my chest began to ease. The pounding in my ears faded, and the room slowly came back into focus. "There you go," Gloria whispered. "I've got you." The last bit of strength left my body. My body sagged forward, completely exhausted. Gloria caught me before I could slide off the bed and wrapped her arms around me. "It's okay."

As the shooter pulled the trigger I turned our bodies around as I felt a stinging pain on my back as my subconsciousness was slowly fading away. What the..!!? The chapter ended. I scrolled down towards the next chapter and it was in mafia devil's pov. I saw Angel's cold body lying on the floor with blood all around. Tears pricked at the back of my eyes as her eyes slowly flickered close. I looked up at the building and saw a man packing his things. Without any second thought I pulled my gun out and shot him right on spot. Jeez!! Your angel herself appointed that poor guy to kill you yet this psychotic bastard killed him.

The earth trembled as the two combatants clashed, their bodies straining against each other in a test of wills. And then, suddenly, Azrael's form began to fade. He gazed at Magdalene's soul, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity, and then...he vanished. The Angel of Death had grown tired of the battle, and had chosen to withdraw, leaving Magdalene's soul safe from his grasp.

All to have the throne and feed the sin that is long been drowning the entire world within it. “Happy birthday, Clay.” With the song that ended and where his smile is the greatest surprise and the wish that she hopes and that was fulfilled. She greeted them once more and where he replied. “Thank you, Rain.” Ending with that tone and very warmth of them in sync and same beating heart and feelings for each other. The Angel of death tightly holds on unto its scythe as it raises it and strikes with its princess shadow that falls unto the ground with the headless face in return.

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My arms jerk creepily, along with the rest of my body, as the power continues to take over my body and consume me. I notice Alec has moved Magnus away and is checking his vitals. Alec’s shoulders slump, and he stares at me through the dark mist swirling around me. He shakes his no, confirming Magnus is dead. ‘No!’ I scream. A massive sphere of black mist forms around me and bursts into sparkling black dust that rains down on everyone. The emotions of Magnus’s death and the immense power I now hold have completely consumed me.

A battle our kind lost, when Eastonia fell, marking the end of the Firestone witches who protected us. “He promised to find you again in another life. He walked thousands of lives to find you, and you, him. You succeeded at last. Come to us, Angel of Death. Bringer of Justice. Come home.” My legs give out as Misty’s scream tears toward me. I slump, my belly wrapped over the edge of the forge as I fall in and down… and down.

Nengi's pov: Sipping my drink slowly with music playing in the background with the room light dim, I kept smirking for a job well done. Nobody crosses my path and goes scot-free, not even my mother. The news is spreading faster than I imagined that Angel is dead and her lovely friend Mira couldn't endure the pain and succumbed. "Haha…what a shame," I let out a mocking laugh. "They are all foolish and senseless, I just pray that the little wench never wakes up…..