The blond-haired man with glasses was called Rave Blank. He was one of the strongest members - the Demonic Tree. His identity was not known to ordinary mages. However, the mention of his name shuddered the bosses of small dark and light organizations. Moreover, even in the Tears of Light, many people were afraid of him.

Rave has only appeared in public a couple of times in the last hundred years, but it was a real disaster each time. The Light organizations were lucky that, more than anything, Rave valued his interests and experiments. Otherwise, the position of power might have changed dramatically.

He wasn't the only powerful dark mage who acted extremely rarely. Unlike light mages, dark mages were, for the most part, secretive and withdrawn individuals. They were not interested in the outside world, they only cared about their goals.

The girl's name was Isa Gallowhell.. Her status was also quite impressive. She was the head of one of the units, the Tears of Light. Still, she was slightly inferior to Rave's terrifying reputation.

But, Isa thought she was talented and strong enough to overpower the invincible Rave. In all of The Kingdom of Fallen Hopes, there were very few people who had reached the Triple Bone Star stage as fast as she had.

She was considered a true genius, and many prophesied that she would rank second or even possibly first in Tears of Light in the future. Even the Vexacion King himself appreciated her talent.

Isa could not begin the battle with Rave without permission, she did not expect to meet the man here. Therefore, she wanted to retreat and report everything to her superiors, but Rave had a different opinion.

"You know, I came here because I felt a surge of demonic energy, but to my shock, there is also divine energy here. And something tells me that one single person did it all.

" Calmly Rave said.

"What's your point? At this point, our battle makes absolutely no sense.

" Isa muttered cautiously.

Rave smiled and slowly pulled black leather gloves out of his pocket and put them on.

"I mean, now I urgently need someone whose body is imbued with divine energy. I just want to compare samples.

"

"What are you...

" Isa was beginning to realize that Rave wasn't going to let her go despite her lack of apparent aggression.

"I warn you that when I fight, I can be unnecessarily rude. It's not good to stay calm and serene all the time, you have to let your emotions spill out, and fighting is the best way to do that.

"

Rave touched his glasses, and they moved into a spatial ring.

"Stop!

" Isa tried to stop him, but it was too late. She prepared to fight, but the next moment she felt indescribable fear.

Rave closed his eyes and said quietly,

"The Art of the Seven Princes of Hell, Chronicle of Satan, third level - Oblivion of Satan.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Rave's powerful aura burst out of his body at once and multiplied several times over. Even the ground around him shook. His body began to emit red energy and dark energy accumulated around his left arm.

The dark energy transformed in an instant into a long, black spear with oddly shaped tips. This spear looked very ancient and powerful, with many patterns and engravings on it. The tip of the spear had the image of an apple with a serpent reaching for it.

At the exact moment Rave opened his eyes, they were now bright red, and his expression changed to one of extreme ferocity.

He looked at Isa and said in a loud voice,

"GO TO ME, YOU STUPID BITCH! I'LL GUT YOU LIKE A PIG AND MAKE YOU EAT YOUR OWN GUTS!

"

As Rave said, his behavior changed considerably. Part of it was his desire not to be held back during the fight, but the spell itself was also affecting his mood a bit. There was indescribable anger coming from Rave, anyone who hadn't yet reached the One-Pointed Star stage would have been so terrified that they couldn't even utter a word.

Isa was terrified. Her elders had told her a lot about one of the most powerful dark mages in all of The Kingdom of Fallen Hopes, but the reality was even worse.

Isa thought.

Rave attacked her instantly. In one leap, he covered a distance of over twenty meters and swung his spear with lightning speed.

Isa drew her sword from the spatial ring and tried to dodge the blow. She swiftly jumped aside, but a moment later, she saw that her arm was missing. She didn't move back in time, and Rave severed her left arm in one motion.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

" Rave laughed out loud and crushed Isa's severed arm.

She hadn't expected her opponent to be so wild. She felt as if she were fighting against an enraged beast.

"Hey, you're kind of boring. SATISFY ME, OR I'LL FINISH YOU OFF RIGHT HERE AND NOW!

" Shouted Rave.

Rave gripped the spear tighter and swung it quickly. A shockwave was sent toward Isa, blasting everything in its path.

Isa's sword glowed, and she sent an energy blade toward the shockwave. It was a third-level spell - 'Heavenly Vengeance'. This blade could cut through most third-rank monsters.

However, when the shockwave reached the blade, the blade was destroyed. Isa did not expect this turn of events and tried to defend with her sword, but it did not save her.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHH!

" Isa cried out in pain.

A simple shockwave sliced her sword in two and left a deep cut on her body. She instantly drank some potion, and the wounds began to heal rapidly.

Isa was horrified. She looked at the wreckage of her sword and muttered,

"But, it's a 4-star weapon of the third rank, like...

"

"Pff, and this is one of the most promising mages of the Tears of Light? What a disappointment. I think it would be better if your grave was right here.

"

The red energy emitted by Rave's body headed toward the black spear. Rave slowly staggered toward Isa, preparing to deliver a deadly blow.

Whooosh.

When the spear was filled with enough red energy, it began to spin. It was so powerful that it even distorted the space around the weapon.

He was about to strike, but suddenly Isa spoke loudly,

"Art of the Archangels, Metatron Chronicle, third level - Impregnable Wings of Light!

"

In the next moment, Isa's aura increased several times. Two snow-white wings ripped from her back, which was partially sprinkled with the girl's blood. Each wing was large enough to cover the girl completely. They looked majestic as if they had been summoned from heaven itself. Isa looked like a real angel.

Whooosh.

Rave swung his spear, and a scarlet wave came crashing down on Isa. The girl reacted quickly and tried to block his attack with her wings. That was their main purpose, they were phenomenally strong.

Isa hoped to survive Rave's attack this way, but when the wave reached the girl in that area, there was a cry of terrible pain.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

"

The shockwave easily sliced off part of her left wing and inflicted another deep wound on Isa. Rave walked over to the girl and kicked her in the stomach with all his might. Then he grabbed for her wings and ripped them from the girl's body in one motion, along with flesh and blood.

It was an indescribable pain, it was as if a man had had a thousand nerves ripped out in one fell swoop, and yet he remained conscious. Isa didn't even have the strength to scream in pain, she just gasped.

Rave's attack not only grazed the girl's wing but also destroyed the hill behind her. It was cut exactly in half. If Rave had applied more force, he might well have destroyed the huge rock.

"I guess I didn't stay in my lab for nothing. Nothing has changed in this world, there are still some weaklings on the 'good' side.

" Rave muttered contemptuously.

Rave was about to strike one last blow, but suddenly Isa's spatial ring glowed, and there was a mystical amulet in her hand. It was round and had incomprehensible geometric shapes painted on it.

Isa poured some mana into this amulet, after which it was destroyed, and the girl teleported herself.

"This is some nonsense, they gave this trash a Relic?!

".

Rave didn't understand how anyone could give such a weak person such a powerful thing. In his opinion, Isa wasn't special. She was no different than a small bug.

"All right, I'd better get back. Hopefully, the next such impulse will come soon, I must be ready for it.

"