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She questioned. "I made a deal with the devil for immortality. Nothing on earth can kill me. Not even if you rip my heart out. Which for by the way, doesn't beat. In exchange I had to be his Angel of Death. Do you know what that means?" I question rhetorically. "It means I hear the screams and plea of all the souls suffering in hell. You can imagine how that feels. And when someone dies a symbol is magical carved on my flesh. It's only visible After dark."

I begin to exclaim when Eros's words suddenly replay in my mind. Far from, darling. Just wait and see. "Fuck my life... that son of a bitch was right. It was real." I state, feeling as though a bucket of cold water has been thrown over me. "I'm guessing your referring to meeting with the Gods who marked you?" he asks, and I nod my head. "Yes, it's very real. Greek gods and angels are both real. Us angels, are descendants from the Greek Gods themselves. Here to aid them when they please." he begins to explain.

Itsuki said, which made Marcus frown in confusion. “Angel with devil horns? Why?” he asked. “The girls in our troops are called Angels. But since she’s the coldest and ruthless among them, they called her Angel with devil horns.” Mariko rolled her eyes as she put the weapons they had used earlier from the training back on its shelves.

I expected it from the others, but him? “I’m known as the Angel of Death. Gunner is a sick twisted person who likes to torture people slowly, for hours, hell, even days. People fear him. Me? I am calm, but as I said, I am known as the Angel of Death. A few are unlucky enough to meet a side of me that slips free. They push, and I break, and I show no mercy. I give up on questions. I give up on everything and just keep hitting and hitting until I can’t anymore. They know, if that happens, they are dead regardless.”

They were both oblivious to the pictures that were being taken of them. Lifting his head, he smiled at Taz. “I have something for you.” Angel handed him the white shirt box. He opened it and removed the cut, letting the box and tissue paper fall to the ground. The first thing that she saw was that it was not her cut, and yet it was. The center patch was newer, the devil, who now had multicolored braids, sat on the motorcycle with a halo hanging haphazardly on the left horn, giant angel wings flowed out behind him. The bottom rocker declared her to be Sinners Daughter and the top one proclaimed her as The Devil Herself.

She never died. “No,” I replied. “Because honestly, right now, I am not really sure if really died at all.” “What do you mean she really died?” Elias asked in confusion. “Are you referring to Angelica? Because man, we both know that she is an immortal.” Immortal. A strong word to describe Angeline, but is that really what happened? Or maybe Elias was right, she might be reincarnated because she owns a different face right now. “What’s wrong man?” Elias asked as he shifted from one foot to the other uncomfortably.

After what had happened the last time we met, I was well aware that she wouldn't want to see me. Truly, I shouldn't have killed that guy but I didn't fucking regret it. He was going to hurt her. The thought of him hurting her had triggered my anger. She didn't see me as an Angel anymore. It had felt really good to be called one, even if it was for a while, even though I knew I didn’t deserve to be called it. As if she knew I was watching her, her eyes landed on me, and the smile on her face slowly disappeared.

“What?” “Shoot me, Angel.” **

The color drained from Layon’s face as he suddenly remembered Angel’s mother and how she had taken her own life shortly after her husband was banished, leaving Angel alone in the Alpha pack. “Shit, Angel, I’m…”he began to apologize again only to break off when Angem’s head suddenly whipped up. It appeared she had reached the end of her tether. Her charcoal eyes had turned to amber, glowing angrily even as she curled back her lips to reveal that her fangs were now protruding from her gums. “Just go!” she snarled at him, her claws scraping the box she was holding once more. An instant later she shook her head as if shaking off her wolf and all returned to normal, though her voice was still men

Chapter 56 The angel is surrounded by a powerful intimidating aura and always with murderous intent. Death angel is unforgiving and always makes sure to complete whatever he has started. He holds a sharp double-edged sword in his hand. He controls the keys of a worldly disaster such as tsunami, road accident, fire, flood, plane crash, and anything associated with death. He controls about 555 black wings angels in the dark realm. I said angel of death as a member of a celestial martial saint I command you from today to come to my aid at the battlefield. I command you to obey me from today as decreed by the divine order. The angel bowed to me and responded so shall it be my lord.