Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil-Chapter 255: About Me

The Demon was in the air.

On his right hand, Pablo was held by his hairs.

The man didn’t complain at all and the Demon stayed flying.

They both were very high in the air and some kilometers below them, the army of the Forza kingdom was flying.

The two Angels, Andrezj and Cupid were left at the Forsaken Village and Pablo couldn’t do anything to take them with him. The most he did was to convince the Demon to let them live.

Pablo looked down and he only saw some black dots. He was so high in the air, he couldn’t even see the soldiers.

He glanced at the Demon who was ten times bigger in size from him and shook his head.

’Glory city will die today.’

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Inside the city.

Quilin and Tank were fighting and neither one of them gave up.

Tank was on a mission and Quilin was on his own mission.

Both men were equal in strength and they were not even bruised yet.

"You are strong." Quilin said.

"Not enough." Tank replied.

"Don’t be sad. You just got the wrong opponent. I am the strongest Vampire after my father."

"I don’t care."

"Why are you not using your Ego?" Quilin asked. They were both fighting with their hands and legs.

"There is no need for it. I will kill you without it."

"Ouch. Are all of your friends blunt like you?"

"They are worse."

Tank threw a right to Quilin and the Vampire thrusted his head back.

He then raised his leg and kicked Tank’s chest.

But Tank didn’t move and held Quilin’s foot.

Quilin gritted his teeths and landed a kick with his other leg on Tank’s face.

"I just want to kill the King here. Is that too much to ask for? My father said he will make me the King if I accomplish that. This is a test for fucks sake. All my brothers are dead. Only I am the sole heir now. Just let me have my throne."

Tank took the kick with no worries. Nothing happened to him.

"Are you hearing yourself? You are literally asking me to let you kill the King of this Kingdom. No way I can allow that."

"Fuck you."

Quilin jumped.

Tank jumped as well.

They jumped towards each other but in the corner of their eye, they caught a glimpse of something and they both landed back.

"What is that?" Quilin asked.

"Looks like a group of people." Tank guessed.

"Just how many enemies does this Kingdom have?"

"We have no allies. If that counts to something."

The group of people came closer to them and just as they entered the premise of the city…

THAAM!

They crumbled on the ground.

Tank and Quilin finally got a look at them.

"They are also wearing black suits. You called for backup?" Quilin asked.

"No. They are different. They are someone else." Tank refuted.

They both watched the millions of people getting up from the ground.

"What the hell was that? Who made us fly like that?" One man barked.

They all were wearing black masks on their faces along with glasses. No one would recognise them.

"You all are inside the Glory city. State your purpose. Who are you?" Tank spoke.

"We are in the Glory city? That fast?"

The man who was angry a few seconds ago, wasn’t angry now.

He removed his mask and glasses instantly.

"It’s you. So you all have returned." Tank recognised the man.

"A high Duke has arrived. Things became a lot more annoying." Quilin also recognized the man.

It was none other than Boulder.

Boulder heard both men but before talking to them, he addressed other people.

"Everyone, we are back in the city. Remove your masks and glasses. There is no need for those anymore."

Everyone heard Boulder loud and clear.

They all removed their glasses and masks.

"Finally. We are back."

"Wait. What the hell? So many dead bodies?"

"The Vampires were really here then."

The soldiers welcomed the sight of the dead bodies but they were glad they arrived in their city. They were not in that much danger anymore.

The high dukes also removed their things and they all came forward.

Jamal, Boulder, Rower and Xavier.

They all roamed their heads and their gaze stopped on Tank and Quilin.

"So his highness called one of you." Jamal said, looking at Tank.

"Since you all are so useless."

Jamal didn’t reply. His eyes went to Quilin.

"And you must be the reason his highness called this man."

Quilin shrugged. "Pretty much."

"You lost this war. The mist is no more and you are all alone."

"Well, I killed one high duke though. I think I can handle you guys too."

"What?" Rower exclaimed.

Jamal’s brows twitch.

"It’s a bluff. Jemon is a beast." Boulder spoke.

"It’s true. One of the high dukes died. It’s a historic moment." Tank confirmed it.

"Now I can understand why his highness called him." Rower said.

Jamal sighed. "The mist is no more. The Cannibals are dead. The Vampires are dead. Only you are left to kill. I still think you lost the war."

"Fuck that. Where is that detective? How did he cure the mist?" Quilin entirely ignored Jamal’s words.

"Yeah. Where is he?" Boulder looked around. "And also, who the hell made us fly?"

"I think he is still in the village." Jamal guessed.

THUMP!

"Or not."

Someone landed between the high dukes and Quilin and Tank.

The landing was smooth as the person was standing on his both feet.

Everyone glued their eyes on the person and they all broke into smiles.

"Commander!" The soldiers rejoiced.

"How did you even come here?" Jamal asked.

"Good work removing the mist. You will be heavily rewarded." Boulder chimed in.

And there was only one man who could receive such welcomes—Pablo Castillo.

But Pablo was in no mood to enjoy.

"This is not the time for praise." He said, staring at the sky.

"Why? What happened?" Jamal asked.

Pablo looked at the high duke.

"Worry about what will happen."

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Jamal frowned. "What are you talking about?"

Pablo opened his mouth but he was late.

THUMP!

One more person landed on the ground.

Dead bodies bounced in the air by the sheer impact of the jump.

And when the bodies came back on the ground again…

Everyone finally understood what Pablo was talking about.

"He is talking about me."

The Demon had arrived.