Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

'Who—'

Those words weren't uttered by the Huntsman puppet or the White Canzer. It was a kind of voice that they weren't familiar with. They hadn't heard it ever before in their lives as Canzers.

It was a language of their species. They could understand the words perfectly. Yet, somehow, there was something wrong with how it was said. There was something uncanny about it that the puppet could not fully understand.

The Huntsman puppet tried to locate where the voice came from and realized that it came from where the Angel power was coming from.

And as it got closer, the Huntsman finally got a closer look.

All this time, the source of that Angel power never showed itself. It was just a white blur in their eyes, which was further shrouded by the gray fog that encompassed everything.

But now, the Huntsman could see it as clear as day.

It was the human who was the source of the Angel power. He had majestic and pure white wings behind him, which emanated Angel Power that could not be replicated. It was the real deal.

'The human?! How?!'

And if that wasn't enough to shock him, the Huntsman looked at Atlan's mouth and realized that he was the one who was speaking their language.

Not only that, Atlan's words pierced right through the Huntsman puppet's repressed memories. Enjoy exclusive content from empire

'You broke your code for someone who doesn't even appreciate you.'

The original Huntsman died exactly that way. He broke his code for the White Canzer, who didn't appreciate it. And in the end, he died and became her puppet.

And even if the puppet was merely a replication of the Huntsman, there was still a part of his memories that stuck to the puppet.

Every one of those surprises opened a moment of vulnerability to the puppet.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

It shocked the Huntsman puppet so much that his normally steady hands shook for a fraction of a second. It was enough to change the trajectory of his arrow and miss Atlan's head by a large margin.

Even the most concentrated Canzer would have been distracted by such revelation. Not only did the human somehow wield the extinct Angel Power, but he was also able to speak their language with perfect accuracy. This broke several rules that shouldn't ever be broken.

Angels were supposed to be extinct, and humans weren't supposed to speak like them. Those were hard rules that governed the world.

And somehow, this human broke both of them.

The Huntsman puppet couldn't even begin to comprehend how Atlan was able to do it. And he didn't have the time to.

Before he knew it, Atlan already dove past him and targeted the White Canzer behind him.

As Atlan reached the White Canzer, he saw that it was already in a defensive position.

It was already surprising that the weak human had the power of an angel as well as being able to speak their language. But after a fraction of a second, it already adjusted to this surprising fact.

But Atlan wasn't worried. After all, he knew just what to say to make the White Canzer show a weakness.

He commanded his LifeSkill and parted the gray fog that obscured him from the White Canzer's vision.

It was important that she could see his expression.

She was surprised at his appearance, but it wasn't enough to create a weakness in her like the Huntsman puppet. The element of surprise was already gone.

Atlan opened his mouth and said,

'You are nowhere near as beautiful as the Queen.'

As soon as the Queen was mentioned in front of the White Canzer, it was as if Atlan pushed a button that immediately angered the 'princess'.

Atlan heard time and time again how the White Canzer prided herself as the most beautiful being in all the lands. It was narcissistic to the point that it cared about nothing but her beauty. She was obsessed with it.

And the fact that Atlan said that the Queen, of all people, was more beautiful than her, shattered the pride of the White Canzer.

She wouldn't have been that angry if Atlan mentioned some other Canzer's name. But, no. He mentioned the Queen, specifically.

The Queen was the person who stood in the way of the White Canzer and prevented her from achieving her ultimate dream—ruling the kingdom. Therefore, the White Canzer's hatred for her was nothing less than a lifelong grudge that cannot be resolved through language.

The Queen was a sore spot for the White Canzer.

Insinuating that the Queen, her mortal enemy, was much more beautiful than her, was enough to make the White Canzer forget all her pretenses and erupt into a fury.

'HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT THAT WICKED WOMAN IS MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN ME—'

Before she could go on a tirade, Atlan simply pushed the poisoned apple right to her mouth.

She shut up the moment she felt the apple in her mouth. She stumbled backward, landing on her back.

When she looked down and saw the shiny red apple in her mouth, she finally realized her mistake.

How could she not realize the poisoned apple? After all, she was the one who first used it to try and kill the Queen.

And now, ironically, it was being used to kill her.

The worst part for her was that she already tasted the apple's skin, meaning the poison was already taking effect.

She felt numbness in her mouth, spreading to the rest of her head and flowing down to her body.

The only thing still moving was her mind.

She looked at the human with Angel wings with disbelief. She couldn't believe that she was outplayed by such a weak being.

'He…help me…'

it begged.

If she had just shut up and remained unfazed by Atlan's provocation, she wouldn't have been put into such a situation.

Slowly, the apple rotted in her mouth and got absorbed into her body. It wasn't long before the call of the night spoke to her and lured her into an eternal sleep.

She laid down, with her back on the ground.

No matter how much she tried to fight her heavy eyelids, she could not get rid of the poison.

Suddenly, a glass tomb materialized around her and encased her whole body.

Finally, she closed her eyes, putting her into an eternal slumber.