Established Pinnacle: The Enigma

A much louder explosion kicked off, as following that, was something so vast, it resembled a small sun appearing within the sky. And accompanying it was immense demonic energy.

"DEMONS?! F*CK!!" The man's voice rang out within the explosion of immense flames and demonic power, and along with his words, the fire from the small sun spread out to protect the whole city.

But because of that, the man was left bare to tackle the immense demonic power that could seemingly devour even the whole world.

"FREDRICK!!!" Xavier paused and tried to run back to his best friend and brother, but right at that moment, the immense flames cloaking the whole city, turned from orange-yellow to pure red.

"....!!!"

And the thing that followed, was the flames falling towards the city and coveting everything in nothing but red.

• • • • •

Within the Clouds

Inter-dimensional Plane

Xavier finally recovered the memories of that moment that he did not remember. Unfortunately, they only ended there, as he was caught within a cliffhanger.

He did not know what else had happened.

"What else happened?" And because of that, he asked. Since a literal angel was standing before him, why not use it to the best of its abilities and gain more information.

"Pardon, that I cannot." The angel said after a moment of silence. It's gaze intently staring at Xavier, with no expressions whatsoever.

"Are you not supposed to powerful beings that could gain even respect from the gods?" Xavier asked in stupor, as he remembered all the rumors told to him about angels.

They might be weaker angels, of course, but those said weaker angels were those that had not come of age. Genuine angels were Half Deities at minimum.

And the others were godly equivalents. That was what everyone knew about angels. Messengers of Heaven, that stood above all mortals as they were born legends.

"You are wrong. That is but a misconception of what angels are. We are not omnipotent. Nor are the gods. Everyone is just slightly better than the other." The angel spoke as if it was reading the thoughts of Xavier.

"....."

And Xavier did not respond to those words. All he did was sigh, as he looked at the soft clouds he was lying on, and his naked body that was covered in bandages.

Everything was left bare for everyone everyone see. But he was a commander, one who had been one for a decade or so.

Something like this would not phase him. Even though the one standing before him was the most beautiful being he had ever laid his eyes upon.

Just that his thoughts were not on that. He was more worried about his best friend's survival, and what happened after. As well as why he found himself here.

At the same time, even if it was unnecessary, he aas worried about Su Han. That little boy was someone who recognized them as uncles, and genuinely treated them as one.

He even almost fought a group of Half Deities for them. That was an action that most beings could not take, even if their best friends were at stake.

After all, the kid, even if he was a god, had the beasts on one side, the Sumerian Dynasty on one side, and now the demons on the side. The pressure he would feel was too much.

And to add on to his worries, why was he being treated by an angel? Why did it seem like Heaven was giving him favor? It all did not make any sense at all.

"Agreed." The angel also nodded in agreement, as it knelt down before Xavier obediently, on both knees, both hands on each knee and it's expressionless face gazing at him.

"....."

"May I explain myself now?" The angel inquired, as from one side, it seemed respectful and obedient, from the other side, it just seemed as clueless as he was.

"Sure. I don't know why you ask me that, but do you, I'll do me." Xavier said as his mood was a bit despondent.

"I am am angel of the Demiurgos bloodline. My ancestor, once found a human who save them, and from that day henceforth, forged a relationship together.

"My ancestor was a powerful being even gods admire, or treat as illusory legends and myth. And for that human to be able to save him, they were all quite powerful.

"I do not know how, for mortals have restrictions at the Saint level, or are bound to stay as Insignificant Existences for the rest of their lives." Thr angel spoke without any hint of sugarcoating or the likes.

"....."

Xavier kept quiet and just continued listening. He was not going to say anything. The other party was stronger, and he was also intrigued about everything.

"The ancestors of both, ended up signing a contract together, as at the end, they stayed within two different planes of Existence. My ancestor left a veil of blood to that human.

"Of course, not only anyone could drink such potent bloodline. Even I, would would dare. But as the years pass, the bloodline became more and more diluted.

"Not only ours, but even the bloodline within the veil as well. But as it came from our founding ancestor, of our family, it was more potent than ours and other angels."

The angel continued speaking with no apparent expressions whatsoever, and Xavier was getting more and more interesting. But he did not yet understand where this was going.

The angel did not think much about Xavier's thoughts, and just continued explaining about the history being its ancestor, and the human that saved their lineage.

"It was rumored that the genuis of the bloodline of that human, would one day drink the blood from our ancestor, and finally become an angel of our family.

"Once that occurs, they would would given rights within the family, as someone that was a child of our ancestor. A being who was destined to lead us to succession within Heaven.

"But throughout the years, almost a hundred thousand years of time to be precise, nothing happened. Nothing happened, that was so, until today." It paused, and then stared at Xavier.

Xavier also stared back at the angel, not knowing ehy it was looking at him. The story was not concluded, so why was there silence around him?

Unless...

"Wait, you don't plan to tell me that I am that prohpecised one or something... right?" I'm stupor, and disbelief, Xavier asked as he fixed his posture to listen carefully to the reply.

It did not make any sense.

He does not remember there ever bring such a cool background within his family. And of course, a hundred thousand years was a lot, even for a family Saints.

That was over 200 generations. And that was only if all his parents and grandparents, were Saints. It could go to over 300 generations if possible.

Thus maybe it was understandable how he would never hear such a rumor. But still, he never remembers drinking such a portion anytime during his 35 years of living.

Sure, he drank a few poisons and ailments, but nine could be angel blood. And he never transformed into an angel.

Thus, it all comes to the time period after the explosion. What happened? Did Fredrick do something, or did he, himself, do something while being half conscious?

Xavier was flabbergasted with the myriad possibilities presented to him because of a single being. Everything just did not make any sense.

"....."

"Yes, it is indeed you. I do not know how, or why you have the bloodline of our ancestor. But you are now given the responsibility to vring our family back to its previous status."

The angel spoke up again, not taking the emotions and feelings Xavier was feeling to consideration.

"And how the hell am I supposed to accomplish that? I am just a Legend!!" Xavier responded strongly, yet still calmly. He still knew his place after all.

"No. You are an angel now. An Archangel." The angel shook its head as it responded to his words with words of impasivity, shutting Xavier up instantly.

He then checked with himself, and realized that that could now weild a form of power that was not mana. It was holy power, and it was terrifyingly powerful.

His strength was also greatly increased to be above the roof. He felt like he could travel at speeds that were hundreds of times faster than sound itself.

His strength also felt as if it was unprecedented. He estimated that even a hundred million tons of Wright should not be that much of a big deal to him right now.

He felt bloated and quite powerful. And something he had not realized,his eyes turned blue, and his hair blonde. It was as if he changed from Orienten to Middle West.

He seemed completely different. He was also quite handsome now, have a sort of divine beauty that surpassed even a few of the gods that roamed the Mortal World.

"...."