Super God: One Punch and You’re Dead

But fourth-generation demon genes had their own unique advantages.

"Morgana, that… evil demon, would surely be punished by justice."

Angel Yan’s strength was gradually running out.

She panted heavily.

The blows she had suffered some time ago had affected her greatly. She simply could not reach the strength she had possessed at her peak.

A wistful feeling rose in her heart.

Yan.

She looked into the distance with a hint of loneliness.

For angels, dying a tragically beautiful death in battle was undoubtedly a fine ending, and the highest honor.

However, someone seemed to have changed Yan’s values.

She had actually grown attached to this mortal world.

A figure flashed through her mind, standing tall between heaven and earth like a sharp ancient sword.

Splat! Victory and defeat sometimes came down to a single instant.

Angel Yan fell to the ground. Like a delicate flower swept by a violent wind, she scattered across the earth.

"Hahahaha! I, Demon Ato, defeated an angel! For the Queen, Demon Ato is willing to offer up his life.

Holy Keisha has fallen, and Angel Yan has died in battle. Their Angel Civilization will surely be defeated by the Queen, doomed beyond redemption."

"Hahahaha!"

Demon Ato had begun as the lowest-ranking soldier, fighting his way up step by step before finally being transferred to Morgana’s central command room.

His past achievements had not been outstanding, but they were already among the better records in the demon legion.

Over his lifetime, he had defeated two angels and successfully killed around ten angel warriors.

After guard-level angels appeared, Ato had found it difficult to carry out killing missions.

But this time, Demon Ato had consecutively destroyed Sagoth, Longdong, the Southern Great Plains, Sunogang, and the Jackal King’s northern army.

He had even taken Overlord City from Taishinaifu, the northern tyrant known as the "Northern Overlord."

People called him the Sword Demon, the Butcher.

Demon Ato looked at Angel Yan lying on the ground and threw back his head with a roar.

"I fight for love!"

"Queen, I am useful to you!"

Ever since Demon Ato had been restarted by Morgana,

he had suffered a devastating blow during his first encounter in Yellow Village, and Morgana’s attitude toward him had gradually grown colder.

But to Demon Ato, the Queen was the only one.

This was the most glorious battle of his life.

Looking down at Angel Yan,

Demon Ato laughed wildly without end.

"Hahahahaha!"

Angel Yan lay upon the barren ground. The light had faded from her eyes, and her perfect body had lost its former battle-ready grace. Her golden hair was spread out in slight disarray.

Her face was covered in dirty blood.

Her voice was weak, but her will remained firm.

"I had originally wanted to wait another 7.

0 years. It seemed I would never make it to that moment."

"I am willing to become your Guardian Angel, to love what you love and think what you think."

"To bear your pain and endure your suffering."

"Whether in poverty or wealth, whether lowly or noble."

"Whether in troubled times or abandoned by the gods, I am willing to draw my sword and fight for you, to fold my wings and never leave you until eternity."

Angel Yan made her vow.

A smile bloomed once more on her beautiful face, though it was covered in blood.

Even as the demon laughed wildly, he looked down at Angel Yan with contempt, his eyes filled with evil and darkness.

Her vision grew increasingly blurred.

Yet Angel Yan felt unexpectedly calm.

For the first time, she sensed the breath of death. Yet she could not become the most tragically beautiful angel, falling into the arms of the one to whom she had made her promise.

Angel Yan’s eyelashes trembled as she slowly closed her eyes.

Boom! Whoosh! A fierce gale suddenly swept in.

Demon Ato sensed the arrival of a powerful presence that filled him with fear. He spread his demon wings and retreated into the distance.

Qing Qing staggered, nearly falling over.

She looked at Angel Yan before her. Her wounds could not heal.

And blood continued to pour from them.

This was not the first time she had seen an angel fall, but this was no ordinary angel. She was Holy Keisha’s Left Wing Guard.

Angel Yan! Qing Qing’s eyes filled with terror.

"No."