Is this really a Game?!

Chapter 911 The Angels Warning

Iscandar’s eyes narrowed as he observed the situation unfolding. The angels, now under Avargan’s temporary control, moved with mechanical precision, their reluctance evident in their slow and deliberate actions.

The golden beam that struck one of them had little effect, emphasizing the difference in power between Iscandar and the angels. That was not just a random attack, in fact, Iscandar had poured quite some mana into it, and yet, he was unable to even scratch the angel.

Even when he was only using his aura, he was able to easily defend against all attacks that Avargan, who was the same tier as him, and yet, when using a powerful attack that he was certain would have seriously injured or even killed Avargan, he did nothing to the angel.

Ding!

[ The system has noticed a problem. ]

Ding!

[ The mission has been paused, the players are to do their best to flee and survive, a battle is impossible, and finishing the mission at this moment is impossible. ]

[ The system is trying to find a way to save the players from the disturbance that has appeared, please survive until then. ]

Mia and the others gulped as the system confirmed their greatest fear, this was not supposed to happen, and they were now in a situation that was impossible to overcome by their own power. .

Reign and Iscandar exchanged worried glances. They knew they had to act quickly to prevent a catastrophic outcome. Avargan’s thirst for power had taken a dark turn, and the angels, beings that were made for balance, were being manipulated against their will.

“We cannot let this stand,” Reign said, determination in his eyes. “We need to find a way to break Avargan’s control over the angels and stop him.”

Iscandar nodded in agreement. “Avargan’s knowledge of the intricate threads of fate may have given him temporary control, but we must exploit the vulnerabilities in his manipulation.”

“I do not believe that he can control them for a long time without any risk.”

Elyndor, who had been observing the unfolding events with a mix of anger and regret, stepped forward. “I will help you.”

“I know that we are enemies, and we still are, after this is finished, we will not be allies nor friends, but for now, without working together, we will die.”

“I am also the best shot you have, after all, I know much more than you do and although I may not have the knowledge Avargan possesses, with all of us working together, we might find a way to survive this.”

Reign and Iscandar glanced at one another before nodding at Elyndor. They disliked Elyndor, after all, the man had manipulated them into doing just what he wanted in order to get to his goal. He had done all of that so that he could, in the end, sacrifice them alongside the others and gain the blessings of the angels.

They wished nothing else but to rip him apart, just like they wanted to do to Avargan, but they knew that they couldn’t, not right now.

His words were right, he might be their way out of this mess they found themselves in.

The angels were clearly not willing to attack them for some reason, and they also hated Avargan. If they could somehow disrupt what Avargan had done, they could end up being the victors today.

As the three of them prepared to confront Avargan, the sorcerer reveled in his newfound dominance over the celestial beings. The angels continued their slow, robotic movements, their faces reflecting a silent struggle against the imposed control.

“You are probably thinking of how to stop this, how to make my control over the angels disappear, Elyndor,” Avargan said with a chuckle as he stared at his son.

“You see, my son, the power of knowledge surpasses mere rituals and sacrifices. I have harnessed the very essence of the tapestry, and now, I am the master of fate itself,” Avargan proclaimed, his eyes gleaming with a fanatical light.

“With me sacrificing all of my possessions, almost all of my children, and all the fate I had stolen from others, kept hidden from sight, hidden so well that nobody knew it even existed, I have now managed to gain the blessing of not the angels, but the tapestry itself.”

“I do not need a blessing from the angels when I can have them do my bidding!”

“Even if they do not wish to do so, they have to, fate itself commands it!”

“So please, try, try to survive, try to find a way out of this, it will be a pleasure to see you squirm with these fateless ones,” Avargan said with a crazed expression as he simply stared at them.

“You do not know what you are doing mortal, you will pay for this.” The angel that led the other two previously said with a robotic voice as it cranked its neck back to stare at Avargan.

Elyndor, Reign, and Iscandar faced the formidable challenge ahead. The angels, though under Avargan’s control, seemed to express their discontent. The robotic movements and the monotone voices of the celestial beings hinted at a struggle within, a resistance against the chains of manipulation.

They were clearly doing their best to struggle, to go against what Avargan was having them do, but they were simply incapable of going completely against it.

Elyndor, his thoughts conflicted at what was happening, spoke to Avargan. “Father, this path you’ve chosen leads only to destruction, the angels, even with your control over them, are resisting it.”

“Your attempt to subjugate them will simply lead to them destroying you later, after all, your control over them is not permanent, you will face their wrath after everything is done.”

Avargan chuckled darkly. “Words of desperation, spoken by those who cannot comprehend the depths of my knowledge.”

“They will not retaliate after this because they cannot, they are bound by fate, and with me receiving the blessing of the tapestry of fate itself, they will not be able to harm me even after I lose the control I have over them.”

“I am touched that you would worry about me son, but it is not needed, I am the one in control here.”

“Nothing and nobody will be stopping me, but do try, please do,” Avargan said with a smug expression as he stood still and crossed his arms in front of him Iscandar suddenly moved, striking with immense power at Avargan who still continued standing, seemingly unbothered by it.

One of the angles moved, its figure disappearing from sight before appearing in front of Avargan, blocking the attack, and then appearing back with the other two in a mere instant.

“Oh, I forgot to mention, they won’t let you kill me either, so I guess the only thing you can do is flee, to run away with your tails wedged between your legs, like cowards,” Avargan said as Theron suddenly glanced at Reign and shook his head.

“The cavern has been sealed by the formation, it’s impossible to escape, I’m certain he has done something to it, I doubt that even sir Iscandar can break through.”

“So, our only option is to wait and hope the system saves our asses?” Reign asked telepathically as Theron nodded.

“We are here for a challenge, and even though the system is supposed to be fair and to not take sides, I don’t think it will be helping Avargan out, which means that as long as we stay alive, we will be saved.”

Reign, Iscandar, and Elyndor exchanged determined glances. Even with the odds stacked against them, they couldn’t simply stand by and wait for a solution. They understood that they needed to buy time and avoid direct confrontation with the controlled angels.

Without a moment’s hesitation, they darted away, running around the large cavern, their minds working overtime to think of a solution to their problem. The controlled angels followed with slow, methodical movements, their expressions revealing that they were still not happy about what was going on.

Reign took the lead, his agile movements allowing him to move through the cavern with remarkable speed. Iscandar followed closely, his focus on the angels and their reactions to the attacks he continued launching at them.

Elyndor, still recovering from the earlier events, trailed behind, his mind racing with thoughts on how to break Avargan’s control. After all, he did have knowledge of fate and simply couldn’t accept the fact that Avargan’s control could not be disrupted.

“Mortal, you need to stop.” The angel suddenly told Avargan who acted as if he heard nothing.

“Mortal, we … we will all die if you do not stop with this.”

“You do not understand mortal, we are not alone here, we couldn’t enter the planet because of what was standing outside of it.”

“You have to stop, otherwise you will gain its attention.”

“You have to stop, or it will come and destroy us all.”

The angels spoke in unison, their words echoing through the cavern, being heard by everybody.

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