support.

Vincent held back for a second before he decided to move, perhaps the questions of the enemy leader left a big impact on him, then after a second, he charged forward as well and readied his weapon.

The ones who charged forward fired their weapons towards them while running and the ones at the rear also fired, of course, they were being careful not to hit the survivors and their allies.

At the same moment, and a loud yet soothing voice rang out.

"No one shall even try to harm and nor touch my master!"

Those words came from the angel with the pair of golden wings. In an instant, the angel suddenly appeared beside her so-called master, they saw a bit that the angel made a move but her movement to go beside her master was too fast to be clearly seen, but still, they saw a bit of the approach. They were able to follow her movement of approach a little because of their training for years and their level.

Then the angel suddenly held a golden sword, which puzzled Vincent, also others were puzzled as him. She was not holding a sword before, nor she had it sheathed on her waist nor anywhere on her, but now she suddenly produced a sword out of nowhere.

Her sword was amazingly and gorgeously designed, the hilt itself was extraordinarily detailed and impressively designed with the color of gold and platinum. The blade itself looked flawless, with the golden linings smoothly embedded on the blade. Seeing the blade can make someone think the creation of the sword took a very long time and extreme hard work.

Then Vincent saw the glowed with a golden radiance on its blade, then immediately, the angel swung the sword in a swiping motion. With it, a broad wave of bright golden light came forth blowing off every incoming, and the projectiles that were the closest – every bullet and magic particles – got vaporized into nothingness.

As for the members of the order that was not caught up in the ravaging magical energy got blown away far away from their former position by several meters and ricocheted on the ground, with the energy that pushed them and the impact got them hurt, but of course, it's not even close to fatal.

"How foolish of you to charge blindly just to save the lives of these people you don't even know instead of your own. At least think about people who care for you."

The enemy leader said.

As the members of the order laid on the ground, they saw what was happening to the survivors. Every soldier began to scream in pain.

"AAAAFGH!"

The soldier that is kneeling before the man wearing a black mage robe was screaming in despair.

The head of the soldier was clutched by the man, as the soldier suffered, the soldier tried to forcefully remove the hand which is gripping his head. However, the soldier tried so hard, using every force of his very being, the fingers of the man won't even budge. Still, he didn't stop struggling.

Later on, it could be seen that something was happening on the soldier's skin – to be exact, the skin seems to be changing. The soldier's skin began to crack, it appears to be like how the skin would be when it gets so dry. As the cracks spread, every part and every side of the soldier's skin began to wrinkle, almost look like an old person's skin. Then, it began to change in the color of grey, and the skin began to rip apart as it appears.

In short, it could be said that soldier was being decayed. And obviously, the man in the black robe is the one doing it and making the soldier suffer. Then the man is capable of such a horrifying and nauseous thing.

"Auuugghhh"

The man last cry – can it really be called a cry? It sounded like the soldier was trying and forcefully letting out a sound. It sounded like his throat was being firmly gripped and as the soldier tried to make a sound it was as though it was from his last breath. No, that sound of his is definitely him releasing his last breath while he let out his final cry from despair.

Then, the oppressor – the man in a black robe – released the soldier from his grip. The soldier fell lifelessly to the ground, and his entire skin began to completely change to the color of grey – or to be exact, to the color of ash. Then the soldier's body broke apart into little pieces and every piece was blown by the wind like ash – for the record, he did become ash.

On the other one.

A soldier wailed in agony by multiple pain. The soldier that was kneeling before the female wearing a military uniform was being put in despair through multiple small beams – small and thin blue beams but was able to pierce through skin and bones. Pen-like objects floated before the soldier and releasing beams each throughout different parts of her body.

"Aeeiiiiieeeggh!"

The soldier was either shrieking, wailing, groaning or crying as she felt the pain coursing through her in multiple points of her body. She struggled hard, however unable to move, if one would look closely, the soldier had her hands behind and her hands were tied up using chains – from magic of course – and her feet were also chained to the ground. Thus, no matter how hard she tries, she won't be able to get free or even able to run, and the pain will keep filling up her body.

Then the beams began to move up, down, left and right. As the beams move, blood started to spill, the soldier's skin was getting sliced up from different part of her bodies all at the same time. The beams cutting was so smooth like the bones or other hard parts was nothing.

"WUAAAAHHH!"

The soldier began to scream more loudly than before in agony. Of course, that would be incomprehensibly painful, it could be judged like that just by looking at it. The beams revolved around her body leaving clean slices around her body, it was indeed a gruesome sight, one could vomit by glancing at the event.

Then as though the beams had already done enough, the pens that generated the beams disappeared like bubble. A blank expression was on the face of the soldier as blood crawling on her face – nope, not blank expression, it was a dead expression, well that is because she was already dead. Lifeless, her body fell to the ground.

Next is the soldier kneeling before the angel with black wings and wearing a full plate armor.

"Aiiiieeehhh!"

The soldier shrieked as he watched sharp blades coming from the ground surrounding him. There were numerous of these blades and were big as swords. The soldier tried to stand up but was unable to, that is because the blades near his feet suddenly rose up instantly, it was as though the blades won't let him stand and are being used to lock him on the ground.

"EEEEGGGHHHHH!"

The soldier cried in pain.

He moved his hand as he struggled desperately to be free, however as he spread his arms, blades in instantly rose up, impaling his arms which shocked the soldier in the outburst of sudden pain.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"

The soldier screamed to his fullest as though his veins on the deck is going to snap off. That is because multiple blades had already deeply pierced his body, through his feet, legs, back, and belly. As the blades continued on, blood began to leak from his body and crawled on the sharp blades causing his despair and agony. Thick load of blood has stained the soil and still continued to flow, the blades on his legs and feet have stopped but the blades pierced his body continued on. Not for long, the blades have reached his throat, he seemed like he tried to either speak or breath as his mouth and throat move with blood going down to the soil.

"Ggrrgrgghh"

He made those sounds as his throat was getting cut apart by those blades. Then later on, in an instant, all blades rose up, and with it the death of the soldier and with a shocked expression on his lifeless face. He was ended as though he had already suffered and now had to die.

Then finally.

The man wearing formal clothing extended his hand and clutched the soldier's head that was kneeling before him. He only clutched his head for a few seconds, and as it happens fear was written in the soldier's eyes, and most noticeable in his eyes. Then as his desire to be free, the soldier tried to remove the hand gripping his head. He tried and tried, however, the man's finger won't even twitch.

Then flames began to engulf the man's hand which is gripping the pitiful soldier's head.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGGGHHHH!!!!"

The soldier cried so loud and it sounded like he was about to lose his voice and at the same time, he screamed like he was in unimaginable pain. His eyes began to look around in panic as veins starting to show up, and he struggled so desperately and rattling so much in hopes to be free from the man's hold. However, the man's hand did not even move one bit.

What was strange though was that the soldier was not being burned. The blaze was so clear and the flames were at zero distance from the soldier's skin, but nothing was burning or something, and still, the soldier was screaming in agony which no one in the order understood.

Then suddenly all movements of the soldier come to halt, it was as though he froze for a second with eyes that seemed like looking at the far distance. However, his eyes looked empty, lifeless. After a short moment, the man released the soldier from his grip and the soldier simply fell to the ground, and there it was apparent that the soldier was dead.

The members of the order had shocked expression on their faces as they witness what happened to the survivors. These strange beings first brought the survivors to their despair before they took their lives, how cruel could they be? It could have been faster to kill those survivors quickly and might save them from suffering, but they still chose to put them through it.

"You bastards! How could you?!!"

Zoey exclaimed as she stood up.

"You'll pay!"

Maya said as she readied her weapons.

Then the rest of the orders that was lying on the ground stood up.

"Your cruel scums, you don't have to make them suffer."

John said as he glared at the enemy angrily.

"They wouldn't have suffered if you did not come here, but you did."

"You heartless monster!!!"

Zoey shouted at the enemy leader.

"Now, after witnessing all of that, I wonder what you will do. You may try to escape, but know that there must be no witnesses, so you might not be able to escape from us."

Escape, that word stuck on Vincent's head. He looked around and saw his allies and the plains. If they tried to escape, would they be able to get far? This place is plain land, so there won't be anything that can be used as a hiding spot or cover, and also the enemy is apparently powerful so escaping would prove difficult.

Vincent thought that these people could not be very powerful that the order would not be able to fight back – in actuality, the other members of the order also thought of it that way. They're confident they can resist against them. But will they be able to survive long?

Vincent can escape from all of this easily, but that would mean leaving his comrades behind. However, he could never do that, especially that he is the one who made them come here and face these strange people.

"Escape?" Vincent asked as he strengthened his legs and feet. "My ancestors as well other people who helped through countless centuries, they never gave up for the sake of the world. So why should us who are members of the same order give up? We will protect this world from the ones seeking to destroy it, so we won't back down. Everyone, prepare to engage."

Everyone responded in affirmative and readied themselves to attack.

"Persistent I see. Very well, if you want to fight, then so be it. Besides, we won't let you escape, to begin with."

The enemy calmly said, then he extended his arm forward towards Vincent and the others. However, before anything else, someone spoke to him.

"My Lord?"

"Hm? What?"

"May I handle them, I believe you don't need to waste your precious energy to these humans. So, please let me take care of them"

"Is that so? Very well, after all, this could be a good training exercise for you."

"Indeed, it will be so. Thank you very much."

The angel with a pair of black wings bowed as he gave his appreciation. Then he nonchalantly walked forward, however, he was unarmed.

He alone is going to face us? Then this wouldn't be too difficult.

Vincent thought.

He was confident they will be able to defeat this angel, with all the years of training and their numbers, fighting against one would give the possibility to win, and the said possibility is high.

To ensure, Vincent looked at the group of enemies. And they indeed looked like they have no intention to fight.

Some members of the order thought of this as foolish – letting one handle a large group would give the former a considerable disadvantage. However, some felt and thought this is bad – letting one fight a group and looked so confident about it is something that looked foolish, but it only looked like that, for it is obvious that these strange people are powerful – and some felt they might not have a chance in this battle.

"Everyone, think that this must be what it's like in every century, this must be how it is to the members of the order in the past. And even that is the case, they still chose to fight, so we must do so too."

Everyone responded in affirmative to the words of Vincent. However not all of them said it from the heart, some only forcefully responded, well that is because they thought there is no escape or they will stand no chance.

Then the angel with black wings stopped walking, and even this time he was still unarmed. Vincent and the others went on their guard to prepare for anything.

Suddenly, the angel swiftly waved his right hand, and with it, a black sword appeared in his hand from out of nowhere which shocked everyone.

They let out the word "what" in the sudden and unexplainable event. However, not for long they just thought of it as done by magic.

Then the angel said to the order.

"Let us begin, shall we?"