Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil-Chapter 279: Permanent Gods

Pablo snapped his fingers and disappeared from the basement.

Draxus and the puppet king, Jamal, were left alone in the chamber.

Draxus looked at the fake King.

The king had his head down. He was still scared.

"Why are you so terrified? You were confident for all this while." Draxus asked.

"It was because of my Master, sir Damascus. I was sure of his strength. Never once did I think he could die."

"I see. So when he died in front of you just now you lost all your reasoning and surrendered." Draxus understood the fake King’s reason for fear.

"Yes. You got yourself a good companion."

"Yeah. Now shut up. I don’t want to talk to you."

Jamal stopped talking and Draxus said nothing as well.

Meanwhile, Pablo appeared in the Forsaken Village.

He teleported where the Demon came to life and scanned the area.

In just a second, he found what he was looking for.

He teleported there and in the exact same spot, he found someone else as well.

"Long time no see, Angel."

"Not now. I am busy." Andrezj recognized the voice.

He didn’t even look at Pablo.

"I will find her. You go away." Pablo said.

"As if. I will find her." Andrezj kept searching.

"Get lost." Pablo straight out ordered Andrezj.

The order finally made Andrezj look at Pablo and when he did, his eyes went wide.

"Who are you?" He asked.

"I am Pablo Castillo. I will find her. You get lost." Pablo ordered once more.

"But.. she is my dea-"

Pablo clenched his jaw.

"Fuck off, Angel."

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His eyes glowed golden once again and Andrezj shivered under their gaze.

"Okay."

He just said that and took off in the sky.

Pablo let out a sigh.

"He was very close to finding her. Can’t have that."

’Why is that?’ Cupid asked.

"Well, if I save her then she will love me more. Andre would have devalued me by finding her first."

Cupid didn’t reply after that and Pablo also wasted no time.

He went straight to the spot where Sera was.

It was at the end of the Forsaken Village, inside the sewer tunnel.

’She is here for a long time. How did she even survive?’

Pablo had some questions but they could come later.

He called for his sword and it came right on his hand.

He then drew a circle around the spot where Sera was and with sheer strength, he pulled out that part of the land itself.

Pablo floated in the air and below him, he finally saw a humanoid figure.

Someone clad in black armor, the Demonite Armor that Pablo had made himself.

It was lying, not moving but Pablo heard the beating of the heart.

"Wake up."

He snapped his fingers and soon, there was movement.

"The suit should go away."

Pablo snapped his fingers again and finally the Demonite Armor was no more. It vanished.

After it disappeared, the face Pablo hadn’t seen in a while welcomed his eyes.

"Sera." He said.

The thin figure of a frail girl moved and it was none other than Seraphina.

She meekly opened her eyes and when she saw the person hovering above her, her eyes opened full well.

"De…dear? You came.."

The girl muttered some words and Pablo descended down.

"No.. don’t come near me." Sera asked Pablo to stop.

"Why?"

"You will get dirty. I will spoil your clothes."

’This girl..’

Pablo sighed.

"Don’t worry about that."

Pablo took Sera in his arms anyway and Sera flashed a smile.

"I knew you would come. I love you."

She rested her head on Pablo’s chest and closed her eyes.

She fell asleep.

Pablo didn’t wake her up.

"Andre, come here."

"Yes."

Andrezj came.

"I knew you were around the corner."

Andrezj said nothing.

"Take her to the haunted house. Where Cupid and the others are."

Pablo gave Sera to Andrezj’s hands and the Angel vanished instantly.

’Look after her.’ Pablo messaged Cupid.

’Worry about yourself. What will you say to the people? They will surely ask what happened inside the basement.’

’I don’t need to explain at all. I still have five seconds as a God.’

’What do you mean?’

Pablo didn’t answer Cupid and with a smile, snapped his fingers.

He appeared back inside the basement.

Draxus and the fake King, Jamal were there and they instantly stood straight upon Pablo’s arrival.

Pablo looked at Jamal.

"You will keep acting as Damascus Maverick. You are not Jamal. Forget about that name. Got that?"

"Yes, master!"

Jamal or now Damascus agreed to the order. He would follow the same play he was doing for years.

"Now, to handle the people…"

Pablo raised his right hand and once again he snapped his fingers.

He was able to do miracles just by a snap of his fingers.

And this time, the miracle was…

"I will change their minds."

Pablo revealed his intentions and after the snap…

The people around the Kingdom felt some changes.

"Alright. Everything’s done now. Only you two know what went down here. And I hope it stays that way."

"I won’t tell anyone anyway." Draxus said.

"I won’t dare to spill anything." The puppet King would also stay quiet.

"Good enough. Draxus, we will talk later. You may carry on."

Draxus nodded and Pablo teleported him again to where he came from.

Now only the King and Pablo were left in the basement, alive.

"Hah!"

Pablo let out a heavy sigh.

"Three.."

He began counting.

"Two."

The King didn’t know what Pablo was counting for.

"One."

Pablo finished the random countdown and the King was out of any clues.

But he soon figured it out.

[ Special Skill : A God In The Human Flesh! ]

[ Duration ended! ]

[ You can only use it again after two years! ]

WHIISH!

Pablo’s God mode ended.

His appearance came back to normal.

No golden eyes, no standing hairs and no more suffocating pressure hovered around him.

But Pablo knew one thing for sure.

’Human bodies aren’t meant to move like that. Backlash will be huge for this one.’

Pablo steeled his resolve for the worst. He would stay standing no matter what.

The next second, as he suspected, it started to happen.

His veins contracted rapidly and his eyes glimmered between golden and red.

He gritted his teeths and did his best to endure whatever was going on inside his body.

’Not yet. Not yet. I still have some things left.’

Pablo endured the cruciating pain and walked towards the Demon.

The King had no idea what Pablo was going through but he surely understood that the man was in pain.

Though, he didn’t dare to ask.

Pablo reached the Demon’s dead body.

"Hey," He called.

"Yesss." The King answered.

"Pick him up and place him on my shoulder." Pablo ordered.

The King obliged and did as he was told.

Pablo couldn’t pick up the Demon because of the pain and the King kind of understood that.

Therefore, without any delay, he picked the Demon and placed it on Pablo’s right shoulder.

Even that gave Pablo immense pain but he would manage. He won’t die.

"Let’s go. Once we leave, only I will talk. The people know a different story."

Pablo gave some instructions before finally walking out of the basement.

The King knew the exit route of the basement so they came out walking from the building.

"Call another camera like before." Pablo said.

The King did as told.

He took out a remote and pressed a button.

From the land in front of his castle, an eyeball camera came out of the ground and hovered in the air.

At the same time, the screens that were black a few seconds ago, started showing the view again.

"It’s finally on."

Everyone glued their eyes on the screen.

The eyeball camera flew straight to where Pablo and the King was and everyone finally got to see what they wanted to see for a while.

"It’s Pablo!"

"He is carrying someone on his shoulder."

They wanted some answers and Pablo knew that as well. So he wasted no time.

"Everyone, you already know what transpired inside the bunker. I proceeded to save everyone but the Demon killed all the hostages in haste. He even destroyed the camera so that you all can’t see anything.

And when he lost all the hostages, he teleported the high duke Jamal Fuhrer and the King inside as the new hostages.

I moved with caution but the Demon was scared and in his fear, he killed Jamal.

But.. before he could kill the King, I finally killed the bastard. I finally defeated him.

Everyone, the Demon is no more."

"Yeahhh!"

"You did it!"

Everyone rejoiced.

’How did you manage to win them over?’ Cupid asked.

’In the back of their mind, I placed that the Demon was the one who did all the killing and when I shared the same thing again, they all believed me easily. Being a God sure is fun.’

’Don’t forget, Pablo. You were just a God for fifteen minutes. What you did today will anger them and they are…’

Cupid finsihed writing the final line on her diary.

’Permanent Gods.’