The descendants of a great race, once called ‘Angels’, were gritting their teeth. At a point in their past, these beings were considered one of the shining creations of the ‘Original Human’. They ruled over the skies while various heroic races ruled over the ground. However, against their current opponents, their speed advantage was lost.

Gapael’s arm, a black-edged sword, was growing. The blade reflected the red evening sun. They would have to take these insignificant human beings seriously. The Golden Avians were a race with near-immortal life, super-powerful bodies that never allowed swords to cut through them, and the wisdom to quarrel with the Sages.

In front of them, a human man stood tall in the air against the backdrop of an electromagnetic storm. He stared at them intently.

“I’ve seen a lot of weird things after coming into this world. Are you guys angels? Whether it’s here or there, bird brains are bird brains… birds really don’t know what’s good for them.”

Infiltration – Chapter 12

Gapael laughed bitterly. However, his eyes were shining cold....