As Michael saw Satan sitting upon his throne, Satan spoke calmly.
"Welcome, little angel. I have been waiting for you. My right-hand man made a mistake by bringing you here."
Michael raised his blades and said,"Are you ready to die, Satan?"
Satan laughed."Good joke. I'll laugh it off later, pest."
Michael transformed once more. His wings grew far larger than before. A second halo formed above the first, both intertwining with sharp spikes. His eyes glowed brilliantly, his clothes shifted into white-and-black patterns, and his golden aura became tainted with drifting black particles.
As his power stabilized, Michael declared,"This is my true form—the form that belongs to the Archangels. I will kill you for vengeance."
Satan clapped slowly."This is a fine show, but it's time to end it."
Satan transformed into his complete devil form. His eyes resembled those of a dragon. Hisclothing turned dark red with black patterns, his wings became pitch black, and four massive horns erupted from his head. A second pair of wings spread behind him as his aura darkened into pure black, filled with blood-red particles.
"This is my utmost true form," Satan said. "The purest of all devil forms. If you even wish to touch me in this state, you must first defeat my right- and left-hand men."
Escarath and Sanctious transformed as well. Though similar to Satan, they possessed only two horns, a single pair of wings, black attire, and pitch-black auras.
Michael drew his dual blades and activated his gauntlets.
Escarath made the first move.
He struck, but Michael blocked with his gauntlet and countered with both swords. Sanctious joined the fight immediately, turning it into a two-versus-one battle.
Michael continuously blocked with his gauntlets and countered with his blades, using the Fourth-Dimensional Eye of God to predict every movement they made. Rage flowed through him as he unleashed a powerful angelic technique—one said to rival the Archangels themselves.
He chanted,"Through heavens and universes,May God cleanse their souls—Divergent Soul Crusher!"
Sanctious took the hit to protect Escarath and was killed instantly. Seeing his commander fall, Escarath went insane. His devil powers fully awakened as he grew a pair of pitch-black wings and entered a berserk state.
Escarath attacked relentlessly, abandoning all defense. He condensed raw energy into his blade, making each strike devastating.
Michael began to feel overwhelmed. He unleashed all his remaining power, wielding both his gauntlets and swords at once.
He shouted,"May the Executors of Heaven look upon you—Executioner's Wrath!"
This high-level angelic skill—once used to execute low-ranking Archangels—overpowered Escarath. Though Escarath survived, he was left in critical condition.
As Michael prepared to deliver the final blow, Satan descended from his throne.
"Thank you for the show, little angel," Satan said. "You might actually be a worthy opponent."
Satan and Michael clashed, their battle shaking all of Hell. Devils fled in terror, afraid of being erased in the crossfire. Satan summoned ten floating swords, each infused with his aura, attacking from all directions.
Michael was slowly being overwhelmed. He had been holding back his trump card, stalling for weeks just to avoid using that forbidden spell.
But now, at his breaking point, he made his decision.
Michael activated a self-destruction spell—one capable of tearing dimensions apart and killing Archangels at the cost of the user's life.
He whispered the chant:"When dimensions collide,Angels rise—May God grant peace."
A golden light engulfed the entire royal palace. The beam nearly killed Satan.
Michael, barely alive, stood up with a faint glimmer of life remaining. He took ten steps forward and raised his sword—but collapsed, dying while standing.
Satan stared in shock. His right side was completely destroyed.
He thought to himself, If I hadn't escaped with my wings in that nanosecond… I would have died.
"Well done," Satan said weakly. "You are no ordinary angel. You're an Archangel. I swear I've seen you somewhere before. If I ever speak to you again… I'll ask my question."
Satan collapsed unconscious.
A shadowy figure approached the ruins.
It was Ryoka.
He was now a complete devil—yet still retained his human heart. Seeing Michael as his savior, Ryoka made his choice.
"Go on, Final Messenger," Ryoka said softly. "You still have much more to see."
Ryoka sacrificed his life to save by using a demonic spell Michael.
As Ryoka fell, Michael—now revived—caught him."Thank you, cursed one," Michael said. "I won't let you die in vain."
Using Satan's remaining body, Michael fused Satan's life force into Ryoka by using a angelic spell then Michael destroyed Satan's brain, erasing his personality, memories, and existence completely.
Michael had finally taken his revenge.
Ryoka awakened, now wielding Satan's power, and became the King of Hell.
"We won," Michael said.
Ryoka asked quietly,"What happened to the other devils?"
"I killed them," Michael replied.
Michael stood drenched in blood as he spoke he said:"Hell exists only to judge evil… not to nurture it."
_--ToBeContinued--_