Catalyst System

Beauty Covered by Clouds

    A woman emitting an evil light aura was now facing off against Veroa. His face looked graceful and dazzling, but it strangely looked terrible instead of tempting the opposite sex. As her eyelids opened, her eyes displayed an intimidating purple colored iris.

    Veroa briefly raised both eyebrows when she felt the evil aura, especially when she felt uncomfortable with the gaze of the woman's eyes. “Are you the leader of this community?” Veroa asked after looking at each other for quite a while. He was not too wary of the woman in front of him, besides being confident in his own strength, he also had decades of experience fighting – strong monsters even up to hundreds of thousands more. Moreover, what surprised him the most was that back in the Abandoned World, he fought the Demon King and ended up severely injured himself. However, feeling the evil aura that was not too dense, very far when compared to the similar aura belonging to the Demon King, he felt no need to serve it seriously.

    One blink of an eye, a claw made of purple light almost hit his eyes. Luckily, he was able to react quickly and immediately move backwards. “Oy! Your impromptu attack is less sudden. Moreover, you are not polite, just play attack. Despite having an aura similar to her and appearing much weaker, but you are so arrogant. At least, the attitude of a stronger person is more educated and ancient than you” after retreating not too far and not turning his attention, he tried to lure the woman to feel curious about her words. At least, he wanted to make a pretty interesting fight.

    In fact, the woman did not care about it and now, four black wings appear with feathers – feathers that are partly flying by the wind. Followed by his evil aura which increased by almost five times his initial aura, almost half the concentration of the Demon King aura. However, Veroa felt something quite dangerous from all four of its wings.

    From his eyes emitting an intimidating dark purple hue, his hands were raised towards Veroa. Then, a densified purple aura slowly gathered. In a short time, the aura was then launched towards Veroa without further ado.

    Honjou Masamune immediately appeared in his hands, intending to use the skill he usually used when resisting the previous Demon King's attacks. He could actually dodge it easily, but that densified purple aura attack if it continued to slide unhindered, would break through to where the soldiers and adventurers behind him were fighting.

[Deflections]

    With the horses fighting, he held back the purple aura that was sliding it with honjou masamune. With the deflection skill, the purple aura attack bounced, attacking back to the owner of the attack. In the area of the attack, there was a spark of energy that emitted enough waves to make the air around look chaotic. Even so, the attack rolled back to the woman who now had no chance to dodge.

    The dust was enough to block the view, but there was a shadow that depicted that the winged woman was not budging from her previous place. Until the dust is blown by the wind, the winged woman appears to me well without the slightest injury arising from her own attack.

    Now the winged woman began to move. He's fast enough, maybe other people won't be able to see it clearly, but it's different with Veroa. He could see the woman flying rapidly towards him without expression. His ten fingers exuded a purple aura, then formed a glaring and sharp claw that was ready to rip apart an unmoving opponent.

    From here, after once receiving an attack, Veroa became increasingly convinced that the winged woman would not be able to hurt him seriously enough even if she did not use deflection skills. In addition, he saw that the woman's movements were not too fast in his eyes. Clearly, his strength was far below his. Previously, he had been too worried about his overconfidence and decided to observe the situation, but it was not in vain that he felt so.

    Honjou Masamune was pulled to the left and released into the woman's abdomen. However, instead of splitting the opponent's stomach, even his ten neatly cut claws were immediately restored back into ten intact claws. Although it was clear, the ability of the two was quite far away, the winged woman seemed to ignore it and attacked again. This time, Veroa did not defend him from the front. He zigzagged around, looking for gaps that should not be sought, and then honjou masamune swung very quickly.

[Kendo master: delayed effect]

    Feeling that, the cause of the problem that made the woman seem uncontrollable, Veroa cut off the four wings belonging to the woman. When it sounded ‘Klep’, two pairs of wings belonging to the woman slowly fell off her back. There was no blood spurting, but at least it immediately covered the injured woman's back.

    The fallen wings slowly disappeared before touching the ground, turning into purple aura grains that disappeared in the air. Simultaneously, the female who had previously exuded an evil aura, was now slowly replaced with an aura of wisdom as the purple aura on her body disappeared. The body falls, but is soon captured by Veroa who has deposited his honjou masamunen into Bag in his system.

    Such a beautiful and radiant face had now opened, making Veroa's eyes slightly glare. She had not expected, this winged woman was so beautiful that she had not realized before. He speculated that the purple aura that enveloped him made this woman a completely different figure. It was as if the water had turned into fire, then with the help of Veroa, this fire turned back into its original form.

    The golden-coloured eyes radiated quite dazzlingly to the eyes that were looking at him, so clear in sight. Eyes that are so soothing, are now looking at eyes that are full of care.

    “Hai Miss Pretty” after being felt, the woman was aware enough to be greeted, Veroa decided to resuscitate her from daydreams.

    The woman only realized that she was now in the arms of a man who unconsciously himself intensely looked at. He immediately let go and stood up with a stagger, then he greeted back. Then, the woman looked back at the pair of eyes of the man who had just hugged her. He felt sad, mixed with pleasure because he could finally be free from the shackles of the curse. However, instead, he had to give up his status as an angel.

    Seeing the woman's sad look, Veroa understood. Angels that have lost their wings are no longer part of the angels. Previously, this symptom was similar to what happened to chimera monsters. But, strangely Veroa was unable to absorb that purple aura to solidify and store in the Bag system. He used the last way, forced he had to cut off the source of his curse which turned out that after he had searched for some time ago, his wings were the source of power as well as nesting the curse.