Wain took some time to discuss with the forms before being ready to set off.

"Agh... Lands of the Gods, this place is still as stunning as ever... Too bad that part of it will have to be ruined again for a few centuries, but there is no better battleground." Wain stood on the edge of the shining tree and muttered as he watched the bright sun illuminate the vast lands.

Walking into Land of the Gods a few hours ago he was Wain Norheim, a guy with unique powers who was trying to find answers to his questions, but now he was also a Nameless King, and apart from questions he also had a clear purpose.

'Will our conflict finally end? I hope I can rest then...it will surely be a wonderful time.' Wain inwardly muttered before stepping forward.

Whooooooooooooosh.

Suddenly a dark flash appeared in front of him. Wain immediately jumped back and prepared to fight. His powerful aura shook the space, causing ripples through the air with energy flows enveloping him like a veil.

"Forgive me for appearing so suddenly. I was afraid you would leave and then I could hardly catch up with you." The angel with the massive black wings uttered in a respectful voice before bowing with his palm pressed to his chest.

'An angel with black wings...? Aren't they bloody rare? Wain inwardly muttered as his aura gradually returned to normal. The pressure on Angel had eased so he could exhale in relief.

"What do you want? I wasn't expecting visitors." Wain called to Gladius and placed his hand on the hilt of his sword.

"Please, that's not necessary. I'm not going to fight you, as all you have to do is one swang with your sword to end me. I'm here to deliver a message to you." The angel flapped his wings as his gaze grew serious.

"A message? From whom?" Wain tilted his head in confusion.

Angel paused for a moment before solemnly announcing, "From the new Progenitor and Leader of all Angels, Ezrin, the Tarnished Star!"

"What the hell...?" Wain's eyes went wide, "The new Progenitor of Angels...? No way... Is there...?

"Are you saying that Amitiel is dead?" Wain stared at Angel with a deadly look, "There's no way I'm believing this nonsense. Even I'm not sure I could kill Amitiel completely."

In the first Great War, the Angels were on the side of the Arkans, as Amitiel wanted a piece of the total power over the entire world.

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Angel shuddered as goosebumps ran down his body, but in spite of that he didn't back down, staying put, "I know it's hard to believe, but it actually happened. If you want, you can come with me to Shining Island and see for yourself."

'Hey... It may be strange, but he's not lying. I'm sure of it.' Abyss Artist's voice echoed in Wain's head.

'Yeah... I agree... Just look at him, he's so proud of his leader's achievement... Well, new times call for new people, don't they?' Blind Sorcerer joined in.

"Fine. I believe you." Wain nodded, removing his hand from the hilt of his sword.

Angel's eyes opened wide for a moment as he smiled, "I'm glad my words were convincing."

"Anyway, hurry up. What does Ezrin want from me? I just returned, so I have a hell of a lot to do right now, and I can't waste my time on obscure things." Wain said calmly.

"Sure. I won't keep you long. Ezrin's message is very simple, he wants to be your ally." Angel spoke with a serious expression.

Wain was silent for a while until he said in a deep voice, "Well, if that is his true desire, then I have no reason to refuse. However, you must understand the consequences if Ezrin chooses to deceive me."

"Don't worry about it. It's a new time for all Angels now, so we too must change to create a better society. Building a relationship with the most powerful person is a good first step, isn't it?" Angel uttered as a slight smile appeared on his face.

"Whatever." Wain shrugged, "When I have time I'll visit him, now if that's all, go away."

Angel answered nothing, he just nodded before disappearing in a dark flash.

'Well, the world just heard about your return, but you already have one new ally. A fine start.' Abyss Artist smiled with a sly expression.

'I agree. What's more, it's the Angels. Had it not been for Alucard, Amitiel might have prevented you from winning, so it's good that our enemies are now our allies.' Blind Sorcerer shook his head in an approving.

Wain nodded, 'Yeah, you're right. It's fine that this Angel showed up here, now I realize I need to pay more attention to what has changed in recent times."

Whoooooooooosh.

Wain with a calm look jumped from the top of the shining tree, tumbling rapidly downward while his long black coat fluttered in the mighty wind. Wain's feet touched the ground as a ring of darkness spread several meters around him.

'Most of the changes will only begin to happen now as Lands of the Gods seals have only recently been removed.' Abyss Artist uttered.

"Amazing people always show up." Wain said while looking at the shining tree as he stepped aside.

Wain grabbed Gladius by the hilt and his eyes grew deeper, "Virion, I've taken care of your soul, so it's time to do the same to your body to finish our story."

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

A thick darkness covered the sword making it several times larger. The dense energy could cut through anything, but Wain's aim this time was simple.

"Damn... Maybe sometimes I can be too sentimental about those who wanted to kill me..." Wain shook his head before swinging his sword.

Several dark blades flew out of the weapon, slicing the huge glowing tree into many pieces. They fell on top of each other, partially breaking and creating a massive crypt for one man.