Prime Originator

Nevertheless, it was far from a genuine incarnation.

If Empyrean Allheaven Wrath's incarnation had truly manifested, everyone in the world could only give up and accept their death.

No one would be able to stop Empyrean Allheaven Wrath's incarnation.

What was controlling the Cruel Angels were the concentrated slivers of will that came from one of Empyrean Allheaven Wrath's soul fragments.

It was a tiny piece within a tiny piece of Empyrean Allheaven Wrath's complete consciousness. As such, the Cruel Angels were only acting on instincts.

It wasn't Empyrean Allheaven Wrath's conscious thought controlling the Cruel Angels.

Leon was very confident of that fact.

If the slivers of Empyrean Allheaven Wrath's will were actually conscious within the Cruel Angels, they would have hunted Leon to the ends of the earth.

After all, Leon had been refining Empyrean Allheaven Wrath's slivers of will he obtained from the Wrathful Demon Energy to comprehend the Wrath Law.

From another perspective, Leon could be viewed as a thief stealing the Wrath Law away from Empyrean Allheaven Wrath.

He would have died without an intact corpse if Empyrean Allheaven Wrath's soul fragment wasn't bound to the sun with his host.

The sunbeams descended towards Leon within several breaths of the Cruel Angels directing their fingers at him.

However, Leon had long anticipated the attack; he easily evaded the sunbeams without a problem.

Unfortunately, the Cruel Angels only acted on instinct under Empyrean Allheaven Wrath's will. It did not consider where the sunbeam would strike if it missed Leon.

Zinggg—!

The ten sunbeams missed Leon and descended straight on the Cruel Angels.

Even though they were Half-step Celestials, the Cruel Angels still failed to withstand their own attack. The sunbeam struck them like a powerful laser of high temperature, melting right through the flesh and bones.

Three of the ten Cruel Angels had their elongated arm-wings destroyed, while the other Cruel Angels had other parts of their bodies destroyed.

Skreee!

The three Cruel Angels dropped from the sky after having their elongated arm-wings broken and plunged into the abyss below.

Leon was pleasantly surprised by the damage dealt to the Cruel Angels despite it not being his intention in using their attacks against them.

He just happened to be flying directly above them when they chose to attack.

Leon didn't get to rejoice for very long as he shortly witnessed the Cruel Angels rapidly recovering from their injuries with ultra-highspeed regeneration.

During their recovery, the Cruel Angels' damaged bodies turned into a liquid-like state. All their missing bones and flesh came like water rushing to fill up the gap between them.

"Truly damned existences. It's not easy for them to die," Leon muttered before narrowing his sharp eyes.

It was just a slight change, but he noticed the Cruel Angels' overall size had shrunk.

"Interesting… These Cruel Angels became Half-step Celestial existences, but they didn't reach this level through standard methods… Their strength isn't stable," Leon's eyes brightened.

As long as Cruel Angels continue to receive substantial damage, their strength will decrease.

Skree!

The other three Cruel Angels made piercing howls as they flew back out of the abyss after regrowing their broken elongated arm-wings.

At that point, Leon thought the ten Cruel Angels would chase him.

However, the three Cruel Angels rejoined the group before pointing their fingers at Leon to strike him with their sunbeam attacks again.

"Strange… Can they only act as a group and only know one move?" Leon contemplated thoughtfully.

Given a single will was controlling all ten Cruel Angels, it was most likely the case. The ten Cruel Angels could be regarded as a single entity in that case.

Swish—!

A short while later, Leon evaded the descending sunbeams—only for Cruel Angels to strike themselves with their own attacks again.

Skree!

Half of the ten Cruel Angels howled in pain as they were the only ones struck by sunbeams. The sunbeams had narrowly missed the other half of the Cruel Angels.

"Was it a coincidence?" Leon narrowed his eyes.

Nevertheless, Leon decided he was not in a hurry to close the hole in the sky and continued to play with the Cruel Angels.

The Cruel Angels drew power for their sunbeam attacks from beyond the black clouds; it was the reason for the delay in their attacks.

If the hole in the sky was closed, they wouldn't be able to use their charged sunbeam attack.

As Leon anticipated, the Cruel Angels started charging their sunbeam attacks once again after recovering from their injuries.

At the same time, the five Cruel Angels had shrunk again. The difference could be clearly seen as they flew side by side with the other five Cruel Angels.

Zingggg—!

The sunbeam descended a third time. And like the previous instances, Leon evaded the attacks before watching them head straight for the ten Cruel Angels below him.

However, only one Cruel Angel was caught in the sunbeam attack.

"It wasn't a coincidence!" Leon's gaze flickered with a serious light.

As the Cruel Angels sustain damage and shrink in size and strength, their response time and intelligence seemingly improve simultaneously.

Each time they lost a chunk of flesh and bones, restrictions were also seemingly removed from their bodies.

"Why is this happening?" Leon furrowed his brows in thought as he evaded the Cruel Angels' following sunbeam attacks.

Leon was slightly baffled by the situation.

As he watched the Cruel Angel fully evade their own sunbeam attacks in the fourth instance while pondering the issue, his eyes flickered with insight.

"I think I get what's going on here," Leon softly muttered with narrowed eyes.

The Cruel Angels were an amalgamation of tens of thousands of Whitebone Fiends—tens of thousands of Whitebone Fiends that weren't simply killed and assimilated.

If the Cruel Angels didn't have Empyrean Allheaven Wrath's will to control their bodies on instinct, they would have been completely immobilized by the tens of thousands of conflicting thoughts wrestling for control within their bodies.

Each time the Cruel Angels are struck by their own sunbeams, hundreds of the Whitebone Fiends are killed, reducing the Cruel Angels' burden in controlling their enormous fused bodies.

Leon could hardly tell if this was a good or bad thing; there were pros and cons to the situation.