God's Slave: Reincarnated Into an Academy of Heavenly Descendants

VROOOOOOOOM!

A powerful blast of air burst through the top of the building as the three dark-robed figures all turned at once in absolute shock, staring grimly at the figure sitting calmly, a small grin tugging at the corner of her lips.

What had shocked the three of them the most was the fact that they hadn't been able to sense how she had arrived behind them.

The fact that she had been sitting on the wall, casually swinging her leg around without alerting them at all, was an absolute, terrifying shocker to them.

"Who are you?"

The figure holding the runic device called out cautiously, but a louder voice rang out from none other than the runic device itself.

"You have been discovered by someone!?" The voice thundered, sounding angry.

Just a second ago, they had been talking about how discreet the mission had been, yet now there was mention of a figure appearing.

"I'm sorry, Two-Eyed One, we have no—"

"Enough of your sorry excuses. I order a swift elimination of the target!" The voice from the device commanded angrily, but then—

Giggle

A faint giggle echoed through the top of the building.

All eyes turned to the robed sitting casually, her head bowed, with only the grin on her rosy lips visible.

Absolute silence covered the scene. Then in a husky voice, the figure in the runic device spoke once more.

"Is that... is that... the Death Giggle!?" The voice from the runic device resounded in absolute shock, shaky as if the person on the other end was trembling in fear.

The reply came quickly.

"It's been a long time, Magih."

"YOU! YOU! LUNA!!!"

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In a place covered in pitch-black darkness, with nothing visible except a large desk and a chair behind it, a fat red-robed figure with razor-sharp claws sat, with one claw tapping on the table and the the other hand holding the runic device.

His devilish, clawed legs rested on the table folded on top of each other.

But in the next instant, he jumped up from his seat in shock, a powerful wave of energy bursting forth from him, reducing the desk and everything on it to nothing but ashes.

"You! You! LUNA!!!" The figure roared in shock.

"How is this possible!? You should never be able to leave!" The figure screamed, his absolute fear unable to be concealed.

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"What should we do now, sir?" the one holding the runic device asked, with narrowed eyes.

She didn't know why the Two-Eyed One was reacting with such shock to the lady's voice.

As much as she wanted to deny it, she had heard fear in his voice.

But that was impossible!

The Two-Eyed One was an all-powerful being! There was no way he could know the meaning of fear.

"RETREAT!! RETREAT RIGHT NOW! THE MISSION IS FORFEIT! RUN!!!"

The voice from the device roared, and the trio instantly turned their gaze back to the seated figure.

But all they saw was the gleaming edge of a white scythe, mere inches from their faces, and then—

RIIIIIPPPPPP

The sound of space being sliced apart rang out as a white light flashed through the world with inhuman speed

The light cleared off faster than a shooting star, and the three red robed figures stood rigid.

Slowly, a hand moved out from the dark robes and took the runic device from the hand of the figure who had been holding it.

Immediately, the runic device was removed, the trio suddenly slammed down straight into the ground as if they had lost control of their muscles.

But when they hit the ground—

SPLLLLAAAATTT

Brain matter and blood splashed through the area like a wave, blood oozing uncontrollably from their heads.

The trio's faces had been slashed in an unnervingly smooth half, blood pouring from the wounds.

One swift move of the scythe, and three heads were cleanly severed!!!

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"HELLO! HELLO! HAVE YOU ESCAPED!?"

The panicked voice of Magih rang out from the other end of the runic device, but a wave of white smoky air flooded the screen as she opened her lips.

"Not everyone can be as lucky as you, Magih…" The whisper echoed through the silence, sending a chill down Magih's spine.

"You... You have killed…" Magih's voice trembled, but after a deep breath and a few moments of silence, he spoke again.

"We've left you alone already, Luna! What do you want from us this time?" Magih's voice was low and quiet, causing Luna's grin to widen.

"Get your bloody hands off a boy named Nolan Gottschald, and maybe you'll get to keep your head for a few more days…"

Her voice was so gentle, devoid of malice or intent to harm, yet sweat dripped down Magih's face as his hand shook uncontrollably while holding the runic device.

"Fine! Fine! Keep the boy if you want! We no longer care!"

"But I must warn you, Magih, those who want his life are not people you can trifle…" Magih whispered through the runic device, but soon the call was disconnected, and the only thing he heard last was the sound of something being crushed.

Magih stared blankly at the runic device for a while.

Eventually, his hands shook so much that he couldn't hold it any longer, and it slipped from his grip, falling lifelessly to the ground with a 'PLAT' sound and Magih himself collapsed into his seat, eliciting a groan from the sit which struggled to keep his heavy weight at bay.

"LUNA! LUNA IS BACK!"

Magih whispered dazedly, his mind ye to fully comprehend the gravity of the situation.

That terrifying name—the tales he had heard about it—and the one person he had witnessed only once in his life yet had given him the greatest terror of his life had returned.

It was impossible but the truth was as clear as day!

"I need to call everyone back!" he muttered, picking up the runic device with his trembling hands, but he failed and in the end he could only leave it to the ground as he began to type a message.

It read:

HIGHEST SUMMON ORDER: EVERY DARK EYED ONE ARE TO FORFEIT ALL MISSION AND RETURN BACK TO TEMPLE!!