A nova blast was shot at a military headquarters, with the king of silence setting up the defenses personally; not much damage had been done to the people inside. Nonetheless, all military forces were going there for reinforcement.

The blood angel had attacked everyone in the base; with no general present, it had turned into a slaughter.

General Hank and he became ready to teleport near the base; his team was made out of his four wives, each of them being a tank with him doing all the attacks.

"That motherfucker is after Menendez." He explained the formation they needed to take in the upcoming battle; they were the closest unit that would reach there. King of Silence was hard to access usually, but General Armstrong should have been on his way too.

A voice echoed in his mind, "Something about Blood Angel is off; he’s searching for something in there."

"Damn it." One of his wives opened a portal from sound waves, leading them to the nearest location of the eastern base.

In a blink all of them were minutes away from the base. "We should let others take care of him first, and then we will go for the one hit and claim victory!" With a cigarette in hand, he explained to the four mostly naked women around him.

"You are the best, Hank!"

"Only you can come up with such a brilliant plan!"

"You ar—"

A red sword cut through her throat like thin paper, spraying blood on the others. All eyes locked on the direction of the attack, but from behind them, a figure struck straight for the head of the general.

One of the women saw the attack coming; not having enough time to use any magic, she jumped in front of the scythe.

The blade cut through her flesh, meat, and bone, and all of her organs were cut precisely. As her torn body fell on the ground.

"Blood angel..."

The remaining two activated their magics to protect the person behind them. Looking at the eyes of the blood angel sent shivers down their spine; his blue eye held no emotion, while the golden one wanted more blood.

General Hank knew he was no match for Ray; he had survived a direct fight with the king of silence. He could barely do anything, but the brain parts in her body held a different opinion.

A huge storm with poisonous gas came to being around them; the brain in his body had poison magic. Mixing the two, it had a huge area effect.

"Inferno’s door."

Wasting no time, a dark claw with seven fingers crushed the bodies of the two women at the same time. Using his pure magic, it was weaker compared to the real magic, yet the two were torn into pieces before they could do anything.

Swinging Star Crimson, two clones of him came out of his back with their own versions of Star Crimson. Ray had no intention to hide himself against such an opponent.

The general’s surrendering turned into light blue clouds. Blood needles launched into the blue cloud, but when they came in contact with it, they melted away.

"It should be a very strong poison... But why is he not using his domain?" Asking Alexandria about her time as a cyborg, she could use her domain, but it could last a short amount of time.

Ray said with a mocking voice, "A general only hiding for the others to save him is a good story for news." Pointing his hand at the center of the cloud, from the boundaries of his domain barrels came out. "Unfortunately for you, you won’t survive that long."

He couldn’t completely do what Cindi did with the spin of her magic, yet he didn’t have to. Barrels turned into diamonds as they shot needles with a speed that broke the sound barrier. Before it could be destroyed by the cloud, it hit something.

More and more were shot aimlessly at the cloud; from it, a man came out with lightning and wind, increasing his speed in hope to run, but a hand midair stopped him.

One of Ray’s clones held his neck, while the other turned into blood and entered his mouth. "I have 30 seconds left." The clone inside of his body searched for where the brain’s main body was, yet the poison made it easy to kill the clone.

Getting no results, with a swing of a star crimson, a head flew in the air; before the head could lose his eyesight, Ray was long gone with the wind.

Minutes later, when a full assembly was on the spot, General Armstrong towered above the headless body of a general. "Can you return him?"

A dog with a computer voice said, "With his level, no, but Blood Angel is a problem."

"He killed four level 8 tanks and a general with two magics in less than two minutes, and you are telling me he is a problem." The general’s hand gripped the waist of the iron dog. "You have access to infinite resources; next time that something like this happens, maybe I shouldn’t spend so much on you."

He threw the dog on the ground. "Take over his body; the public doesn’t need to know about this."

The brain in his true body breathed; two people were outside of its pool of acid protecting it at all times. It searched for the king of silence, but he was absent, as most of the time.

"Time for the hunt, Blood Angel." Upgrading his system all over the earth, any of its vessels that sensed any blood magic or saw a face like him would have instantly alarmed him. "We can’t do anything to him without blocking his teleportation..."

The only level 9 vessels that the brain had were its guards; if he had sent them to fight the blood angel, its own location would have been exposed. Dealing with the Blood Angel always gave it a headache.

"Maybe it’s time to expand my vessels..."

In the next hours, a picture spread like wildfire: head of general Hank, hanging from the door of the Department of Justice with a note written with blood on the blood behind it.

Death is close.