The ground around felt trembling, but Ethan walked casually. The fear was not because of the sign of destruction, but how that destruction was walking closer. Look at the plants on the ground that withered, the leaves of the trees falling, worry spreading to all corners, and nature began its rampage.
Every time you see how the pattern of stars shines in his two dark red pupils, blood will rush quickly. How his right hand stretches forward, as if there is a knife that shoots toward you. His eyelids droop, as if desire has disappeared from there.
Lucifer behind could not stop it, only seeing how his Master walked while destroying the surroundings, both land and sky. His exploding power was so tremendous. To get close? Only a crazy person would do such a thing.
Ethan stopped in the middle of the journey, looked up at the grey stormy sky that he had created and said, "This is not the matter that I want... I just want... to live peacefully with my family and my comrades. If I were not born as a devil, would you not attack us? Hha... what kind of thought is that? From the beginning... it was humans who were greedy."
Ethan raised his fingers, linked his ring finger and thumb then snapped them hard. The sound of that snap shrieked the ears of the soldiers below, and crazily revived the devil soldiers who had died. People were made confused, thinking this was some kind of necromancer who controls corpses.
"Finish them, don't leave a single one." Ethan's absolute order, made the opposing soldiers' faces pale, really wanting to run but Galadriel held them with chains on their necks.
While struggling, several people shouted:
"Let me go! My daughter is waiting for me at home!"
"I-I am the only child. My parents will be sad!"
"I am the backbone of the family!"
"I have to treat my sick mother, and school my younger sibling!"
Their voices as if Ethan did not hear, continuing the devil soldiers to carry out the massacre. Because they were under Ethan's control, their eyes turned red, and the desire for blood overflowed like an acid crater. Until finally, the massacre could not be avoided. With hunter instincts, the devil soldiers tore and ripped apart their opponents without mercy.
"Stop your madness!" Shouted Galadriel with an angry wrinkled face.
Ethan chuckled softly. "Stop you say? How about my people that you finished off? How about the little children whose lives you ruined? How about the families who lost their members? What are you thinking, Galadriel?! The result of your evil, look!"
Lucifer saw his Master's hand, beginning the transformation into a form of destruction. Arms surrounded by black smoke, the dark red in his eyes increasingly similar to blood, and his hair that also turned red until the pressure of his magical energy that blocked any energy approaching him.
"Master... does it have to be like this?" Lucifer spoke softly, knowing he couldn't help much because of injury until losing a lot of magical energy for the sake of holding off both sides clashing. But in the end, he failed both as a friend of devils and angels.
"Lucifer! Damn it! It turns out you helped the devils after I brought you down!" Galadriel this time shouted at Lucifer.
Lucifer was silent while looking at Galadriel's face, then toward Ethan. His mind was working until he, "From the beginning maybe I was the one who judged wrong. How can a magnificent figure cause this bloodshed? Galadriel, you are the God of the sky, how can because of ambition to be a divine creature you do all this? I... Master Ethan, forever."
Ethan snapped his fingers, rotated his index finger left and right until thousands of swords of light floated in the air, pointing at Galadriel. "The leader must die if his subordinates no longer exist."
"You..." Galadriel observed the land, suspecting something until finally realizing. "You have killed many... ah, no. You are a slaughterer! You are cursed!"
"Yeah, I am cursed as a human. But, I am a leader figure. If people come to make chaos I am worthy of passing judgment. I don't care history will record me as a tyrant or a hero. I am not someone who wants such trivial things."
"You think only with a trivial sword like that can defeat me?"
"Trivial? Do you want to try it?" Right at that moment Ethan swung his finger forward, and one sword charged quickly toward Galadriel, injuring the side of her arm. "How about if thousands attack? I worry your body will be torn without remainder, and will be eaten by dogs."
The wound on Galadriel's body immediately disappeared thanks to her regeneration that has the highest God level. "Look at yourself? What are those eyes? You are like a monster. No wonder you are tormented."
"Monster? Hha. Don't you see how you all started all this first? Committing blasphemy on us the devil nation? We live by farming, being kind to newcomers, then giving our excess produce to you. Isn't this a kindness? Why do you do this to us? Why do you kill my comrades? Right now, only I alone."
Ethan roughly wiped his face covered in blood. "I alone! How can it be!? You... if you thought from the beginning, this might not have happened. My comrades would not end up like that!" He pointed at the corpses he controlled. "What kind of ending is this...? Do you think I want to do it? I... heard whispers to kill you all, so I followed their wishes."
Every step that Ethan took again, grew swords of the cross of death. More, the number continued to increase until countless. The swords vibrated as if attracted by a large magnetic field, floating ready to rain down on Galadriel and several Gods who were newly summoned.
"Accept this with the power of your pride."
Lucifer in his position could only be silent with his hands clenched tightly. His choice now, saving the world means saving Galadriel from his Master's anger, or supporting his Master who will let power control himself to destroy. Being in a dilemma, Lucifer ended up just being silent.
Lucifer saw how the arrows moved, and Ethan's shout was heard. "Perish!"
However, wait a moment. Instead of striking the Gods, those swords stopped in the air. Lucifer saw Ethan's two hands that hung limply trembling, his pupils shrank in shock, and his jaw hardened.
"What happened?" Whispered Lucifer who stood floating with his wings not far.
"Damn it! You coward!"
Ethan's voice was heard again along with the sound of iron chains scraping fiercely. The sound was like chains being dragged, chains installed on someone's body who is moving. The sting triggered anger, pulling the veins stretched to the face and jaw hardened.
Thousands of swords in the sky trembled, not because they hesitated to rain down, but shocked following their owner. The glitter created by thousands of swords dimmed, the swords shrank until they lost color and shape. On the other side, eyes drooped wearily and lips closed, his face he did not dare to lift.
"Ethan... sorry. Sorry." The voice of a woman who was soft, smooth and full of regret. She stood beside Galadriel with a chained body, weak and a little bruised at the corner of her lips.
Ethan wanted to hug her, release the bonds and pull her to his side, but a large barrier wall was first installed by Galadriel and Ethan was thrown away. "A-Aetheria..."
"Let's talk, Devil King." Galadriel smiled meaningfully, feeling her moment of victory would soon come.