The man with a pair of white wings slowly disappeared into the air; it was probably a shadow that was created by the wizards.
Angele was chasing after Vapor and saw some more destroyed cities on the ground. The ruins were full of mutated human beings.
Those mutated mortals varied in body structure but all had sharp blades as part of their bodies. Also, they were just wondering around in the area. It seemed like Vapor was their creator.
Angele flew to the sky and glanced around. With a flick of his finger, he released some black smoke and turned it into a mirror with clear images displayed in it.
Vapor was floating over a city, laughing like crazy. The energy waves from his sword were rotating around him like a green tornado. The energy waves were flying to all the directions and attacking everything in their range furiously.
