Chapter 814: 802

Title: Demanding Head

It was an entire squadron of winged angels surrounding the area. With helmets covering the top of their heads and their bodies covered with bronze-plated armors, most of them in the shape of bikinis and slightly different from Angela's armor when she appeared on earth, the Angels observed the situation.

Clearly, they had enhanced visions, but it was subjective. To a normal human, the angels were superhumans but the Angels themselves didn't care about it and Nik could feel dozens of gazes focusing on him.

'Well, you'll make me blush if you keep staring at me like that,' Nik looked around. Carnal hunger flashed in the gazes of dozens of angels but their desires were oppressed by militaristic discipline and the one leading the charge finally flapped her wings and pointed her golden spear towards their group.

Since Angela had made it clear that she didn't wish to rely on any sly or underhanded tactics, the group looked prim and proper, ready to fight.

"State your reason of arrival."

The dark-haired angel shouted in inquiry as Nik stayed silent. Since they had made up their mind to provoke the queen to come out here herself, they didn't need to be civil.

"Let one leave while others need to stay here," Nik hummed and sat down while crossing his legs.

Then, seeing no response from others, he looked up.

"Yeah?"

"There are... 70 of them," Janet stated awkwardly.

"I believe in you," Nik flashed a grin.

"It's not possible even for me to face all of them. Every single Angel seems qualitatively superior and aside from Merlin, other stoic believers of mine will be broken easily," Morgan spoke up, referring to her own army of the dead.

"And... why should we even fight? Let one go and make the other unconscious," Loki smiled.

"Attention!" The leader of the small group screamed and all the Angels surrounding the group let out a small 'Hah!' in unison, the sound of their weapons readying filling the air.

"Sure," Nik shrugged— It was too easy at this point.

His energy covered his fingers in a starry violet glow. The mist-like energy made the Angels cautious and their bodies visibly tensed but their tendency to observe the mystical nature before acting turned out to be their downfall.

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Unlike the myths and legends, Angels do not live in golden palaces. Every movement of theirs does not make the surroundings sing an ethereal tune. They do not wear white. Not all of them are blonde and gentle.

And certainly, not many of them are pure as depicted on Earth.

Walking out of a room, a brunette, middle-aged woman looked slightly disheveled. Her exposed form did not make her uncomfortable and Instead, she gazed out towards the general spread of her city. After all, her own room is at the highest point of the Ark, making her the strongest of her kind and the most resourceful since ages.

Two winged palace maidens hurriedly stepped forward and placed a black shawl over the woman's neck and let it flow down from her torso, the two lengths slightly covering the woman's healthy physique but due to the gauze-like nature of the cloth, the woman still looked revealing. Then, the maids avoided the woman's large pair of feathers and tied another piece of cloth smoothly against her waist.

"Send the Anchorites in the room back," the woman stated calmly and the two maids bowed before entering the room. Although the locked space was filled with odd scents and naked bodies of both, men and winged women, the two maids didn't find it odd and began to wake up their fellow maids on the bed.

Meanwhile, 'refreshed', the comely woman walked to the dome-like balcony and rested her arm on the grey ledges, and gazed over her city.

"Hmm, another day in exile," she murmured, her dark eyes slightly unfocused.

It was at this point, the woman saw a thin trail of green energy shooting straight high, and knowing that none of the Angels have magical potential, unlike the male Anchorites, the woman clearly knew what might have happened.

"Some rebellion they have... men must be Anchorites, and the Angels must remain guardians. Why can't they understand a simple tradition?" She sighed as she saw the small bodies of angels moving towards the edge of the Ark from the distance. The disturbance and the queen's residence were simply at opposite ends.

However, the small squadron barely covered the area when suddenly, all the angels similar to the size of a fly due to the large distance began to fall down. It didn't even take an entire minute before the sky was cleared and once again, a pillar of energy, violet in color this time, rose into the sky and expanded into a simple projection of the sight of her warriors lying on the ground in straight rows.

Even their weapons were placed beside them neatly and a man sat in front of them. He continued to look at the screen calmly but due to the sheer size of the projection, it seemed like the figure was the same size as herself. And from the opposite edge of the Ark, the projected figure seemed to be staring at her and overseeing her kingdom itself.

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"I've been to many missions but never did I have it so easy," Janet sighed to herself. She had to even face some rather unusual threats that could level the city but right now, she found that it was too easy.

Of course, Janet also understood that Nik simply wouldn't make too large of a movement.

He enjoyed traveling to various worlds and what's the point of traveling and experiencing new things when you don't even give it a chance? So, now that Nik easily took care of the squadron with a single spell, provoked the city of angels, and accelerated the conflict, Janet realized that due to speed, they had also lost the opportunity to have a first impression of the Heven.

'Convenience or Experience... now I understand why Jennifer really didn't want to come. She probably enjoys the former more than the latter but... I don't think I will get the chance to experience Heven now.'

After all, their schedule was simple.

Hel is conquered. Heven will, too. Now Asgard, I choose you.

But things didn't seem as easygoing the moment Angela returned from her scuffle. She barely looked injured and if it wasn't for the slight shift in her hair, making her look a bit disheveled, nobody would have thought that Angela was returning after nuking an angel.

"Hmm? It's good that you didn't kill," Angela added, showing that after a round of venting, she became calmer, too.

"Well, this should attract the queen if she's really as egoistic as you say," Loki looked from the sidelines as Nik continued to sit near the rows of unconscious angels without any movement.

'I thought that I'd love to have an orgy full of angels... but seeing all of them, although it feels hot to imagine it, do I really have another use for them?' Unlike others, when faced with 'macro' scenarios, Nik didn't immediately think of making an addition to his harem. Whenever he wanted to add someone, it's simply an instinctual action. He never looked for any extraordinary quality in the girls he has found emotions in but some of them naturally turned out to be more capable than others.

Now, as Nik looked at the number of Angels and once again observed the entire Ark, he made a much more logical decision.

'Hel's most important resource is its souls... and I plan to devour all of them before leaving. They can help repair injuries of the soul so naturally, the living souls are less beneficial than processed ones through the nightmare demon pot.

But in here, the society is divided into male Anchorites with slight magical potential, and female warriors with wings on their backs. Angels. And, it seems like Angels themselves have divided into various forms of labor, making the males the silent worshippers for their tradition and a means to vent their sexual urges... so, I can leave Anchorites as such and control all the Angels to finally start building and Cultivating the Dream Core.'

Nik thought of Tanya as he made this decision. He obviously didn't want Tanya to stay and grow in a more primitive lifestyle but with inscriptions and proper infrastructure, the quality of lives will be raised and with a society, even if comprised entirely of Angels, will have a better effect on Tanya's growth than just a small group of Harem.

'Not only that, Sikong Luyue and Hongyue can finally have a division of winged race for themselves... now that I think about it, Luyue can always lactate but... is it the same for these angels?'

Sikong Hongyue and Luyue were a product of deep incestual relationship in the variant dimension found in Glory City. The ruler would fuck every woman and Luyue not only happened to be the ruler's daughter but also Hongyue's mother which made the both of them siblings to each other, too. Of course, Nik didn't consider it too deeply. Obviously, their mother-daughter bond would take precedence over some simple verbal relationship. However, the most fascinating trait of female winged humans in the third adventure wasn't their wings themselves.

Once impregnated, females will have the ability to lactate constantly, something Luyue took clear advantage of to always find her way in Nik's bed.

With the urge to resolve the mystery, Nik leaked forward and directly touched one of the Angel's breasts. He could have touched any part of her body to figure out her biology but his instincts demanded something more appealing and that he did.

The expression of everyone around Nik turned strange.

'He could have touched us...' they thought.

'Amazing,' Nik blinked in surprise. Although these angels did not share similar traits as Hongyue and Luyue, he still found something strange about the Angels.

Although he couldn't find any visible focus of curse on the souls like Sera in Hel, he did find the root of a curse marked in the locked spiritual worlds of the angel.

Without any other thoughts, Nik moved his hand sideways with an innocent expression and pressed his hand over yet another Angel's breasts.

He looked like an innocent infant dazzled by glittering, luxurious toys as he tried to choose between them.

But finding out that there was another mark in the spiritual world of this particular angel, Nik's findings were confirmed.

'There is a seal on the outside of the Ark... but this curse is different... too different. Not magic, and not any form of energy I have seen. According to Hela, Frigga used the Sisters of Norn to curse Heven-kind so... is this what a rank 6 curse feels like? This is considering that the Sisters are actually rank 6. They could be stronger...'

"If this doesn't hurt the queen's ego, I don't know what will," Loki whispered while looking high in the sky as the scene of Nik molesting the proud angels were simply projected through the entire ark!

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"Summon the legions!" The queen, still dressed loosely, gazed at the projection with anger spewing out of her gaze while the feathers of her wings trembled in absolute rage.

"I'll have his head!"

It still remained uncertain as to which 'head' is in the store for the queen.