Chapter 310: Return of the Fallen archangel

The explosion shook the skies and countless birdmen corpses fell from the skies, dropping into the endless seas like raindrops. When the environment was calm and the smoke had cleared, only three figured remained airborne. One looked worn out, his orange spike hair was scattered and his breathing laborious. The other two were in a worse condition, their clothes burnt to ashes and serious burn injuries festered around their bodies but they all had one thing in common. 

The smiles on their faces never faded.

Be it the internal injuries or the injuries that can be seen, they all healed at a rate visible to the eye for both Derik and Cyrus so they were not bothered about their condition. Instead, they focused on consuming the roaming life forces and souls of the birdmen who died a gruesome death at their hands. Their eyes remained shut and they entered a mediative state while trying to digest the souls of their victims and use it to further develop their realm.