God makes its move
The surrounding of the God of Death underwent a drastic change as soon as Eugene went away.
A majestic imperialist warship appeared out of nowhere above the sea of clouds, and the sun that seemed to be hanging low in the distance turned as black as ash.
The God of Death jumped onto it and walked towards the throne at the center of it.
The oppressive divine majesty radiating out of him and shaking the void didn't stop his secretary from helping him wear clothes befitting his status.
"Have you found out where the rats are hiding?"
His narrowed eyes watched his secretary of a few thousand years in anticipation.
"My master, I have located their positions."
The God of Death's secretary kneeled before him.
She was a blonde with thick assets, and she was only using thin, thigh clothes to hide her most private parts.
She was a beauty like no others, as seductiveness mixed with holiness radiated out of her very being.
Add on to that the fact that she had silver wings and a face so good that if she frowns once, the heart of ten thousand men will well up with pity for her, and you can say that she was a beauty capable of enchanting and enslaving mortal's soul with a wink.
"The followers of light are pathetic. Did they seriously believe they could hide their presence from my followers and me while staying in my hidden realm? How foolish!"
The God of Death smirked at the stupidity of his rivals' followers.
"Show me where they are."
He raised the chin of his secretary and demanded her to show him the result of her investigation.
"Yes, my master."
She blushed as her eyes met his and immediately lowered her head.
She, however, didn't let her emotion affect her.
She pulled out a mirror from her hip pocket and brought it next to the God of Death.
The mirror at first reflected nothing, but when the God chanted out a few words, it began showing the current position of many of the rats that have snuck into his hidden realm.
"Just give me the order, and I will get rid of them."
"You need not dirty your hands killing a few imbeciles."
The blonde offered to help him get rid of the scourge haunting their land.
However, the God of Death refused to let her go out.
Suddenly, a vast hole appeared in the void somewhat close to them.
Out of it came out many winged creatures, and they separated into two lines as if to welcome someone.
That someone shot out of the black hole and descended onto the warship.
He bowed to the God of Death.
"I, Nilson, The Third of Underworld's Scythe, answer your call, my master."
"You came at just the perfect time." The God of Death willed and the mirror reflecting his heart's desire floated to Nilson. "You see them? They are from the order of light, who have snuck into the hidden realm. I didn't mind their presence in my realm, yet they dared to eavesdrop on my conversation with the child of prophecy.
"I gave them an inch, but they took a mile."
"Nilson, seal the skies of the Hidden Realm and make sure no words of what transpired here gets outs.
"See what you fit with the owners of the disobedience eyes and ears.
"I'm sure you get what I mean, right?"
Nilson bowed to him again. "I will follow your command, my master."
The God of Death waved his hand, and Nilson and all the creatures of darkness flew out of the warship of destruction with such speed that they looked like black rays of destruction.
As for their destination, it was quite clear to the God of Death where they were heading.
Only he and his secretary were left in the open space of the spaceship.
"You seem relaxed."
"Since Lord Nilson is the one in charge of this mission, It makes sense for me to not worry. Never can go wrong with him leading the expedition to purge the followers of the order of light."
The blonde knew how strong Nilson was, so she wasn't worried that he would fail to take down the Seraphim and the lower-level angels that had snuck into this place.
"I think we should still take precautions."
They were dealing with seraphim, which was second only to God in terms of capabilities.
Thus, the God of Death decided to aid Nilson.
"What do you want me to do, my master?"
"Seal the seventh sky. Seal the way into the ocean. Seal their path to survival."
The God of Death understood Nilson's strength and knew that in a fair fight, he would butcher the Seraphim.
However, by nature, the seraphim of light were creatures faster than Nilson.
If it wished to run away, it would be quite hard for Nilson to give chase.
Thus, he decided to trap them in this realm of his.
"Yes, my master."
Before long, God of Death also sent the Blonde Beauty away.
"I've disappointed you, my son."
The God of Death looked deeply at the mirror, which reflected Eugene V. Samuel.
"However, I will make sure that your kin ascends to the ranks of God even if it costs me my everything."
The cries of angels resounded throughout the upper section of the mirror, reflecting the truth.
Many angels fell from the sky one after another.
It didn't take long for Nilson to rip out the wings of the Seraphim that had overstepped its boundary and behead him.
The Seraphim's fall disheartened the heart of the other angels, who quietly accepted their death at the hands of the creature of darkness..
"My master, we have already settled the rat infestation issue plaguing our realm, so you don't need to worry about anyone finding trouble with the child of prophecy in the future."
A hint of satisfaction appeared on his face as he heard the words uttered by his third scythe.
"You did good."