Entering Apocalypse in Easy-Mode
Chapter 288: Agitated Feeling

Chapter 288: Agitated Feeling

In the lush and serene Garden of the Eden Realm, Gabriel stood outside with his arms crossed as he stared at the tranquil scenery before him.

The delicate hum of life surrounded him, the soft rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze and the distant sound of soldiers training just beyond the high fence.

Despite the idyllic setting, his stern expression betrayed the unease that churned within him.

Beyond the garden’s boundary, the soldiers of Eden moved in training.

Their shouts and the clang of weapons echoed as a stark contrast to the peace of the garden. These soldiers were preparing for their next shift to replace the guards stationed in the Far North.

Gabriel bit his lip, his thoughts far from the calmness of the garden.

It wasn’t long before the sound of wings flapping caught his attention. He turned, recognizing the familiar presence of his brother before he even laid eyes on him.

Michael landed gracefully, his golden armor gleaming even in the light. His expression was sharp, focused, and impatient as he strode toward Gabriel.

"What is it, Gabriel?" Michael asked curtly. His tone was edged with annoyance. "Get straight to the point. I’m busy."

Gabriel’s stern expression remained unchanged. "Busy with what?" he asked, his voice level yet probing.

Michael sighed and gestured toward the soldiers beyond the fence. "Training my own soldiers like that," he said simply. "The Black Wall is growing more dangerous. When the time comes, they must be prepared to face whatever emerges from it next."

Gabriel nodded slightly, understanding the gravity of Michael’s responsibilities, then he continue his words.

"Fine," he said, his tone growing firmer. "Then I’ll get straight to the point. I need your agreement, Michael. We must send scouts to the Black Wall."

Michael’s sharp eyes narrowed as he regarded Gabriel. "You’ve already decided this, haven’t you? I mean you and Uriel."

"Yes," Gabriel admitted without hesitation. His wings shifted slightly as he stood taller. "I’ve already agreed to this. We need to act, Michael. The longer we wait, the more dangerous it becomes. We can’t afford to remain blind to what’s happening inside that thing."

Michael crossed his arms, his expression unreadable as always. "And what of Raphael and the others? Are you planning to inform them?"

Gabriel shook his head, his gaze unwavering. "It’s not necessary. Uriel and I will use our own resources for this mission. We don’t need their help, nor do we have the time to debate it endlessly in council. The situation demands immediate action, and if we have your consent as well, I think we will got more chance."

Michael sighed heavily. He stared at Gabriel for a moment. Finally, he nodded. "Very well. Do what you must. I will also help you two."

Relief flickered briefly across Gabriel’s face. "Thank you, Michael. You won’t regret this. You know this is the right choice."

Michael turned his gaze toward the soldiers beyond the fence. "Just ensure that whatever you uncover doesn’t bring more chaos to our doorstep," he said, his voice low.

Gabriel offered a faint, almost imperceptible smile. "If we act now, we can prevent the chaos."

Michael didn’t reply, his wings unfurling as he prepared to leave. With one last glance at Gabriel, he launched into the sky, the sound of his wings fading as he disappeared into the horizon.

Gabriel stood alone once more, his mind already moving toward the preparations he and Uriel would need to make.

The Black Wall loomed in his thoughts, its shadow stretching farther with each passing day. There was no turning back now. They had to uncover its secrets before it was too late.

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Gabriel strode with purpose back to his domain with the weight of his on his shoulders.

The sprawling halls of his sanctuary gleamed with golden light, intricate designs etched into the walls depicting the victories of angels and the balance of creation.

Gabriel’s thoughts remained on the Black Wall, its ominous presence growing in his mind like a storm cloud. The Black Wall always become something he worried since the beginning of its existence, but somehow the last few weeks Gabriel feels more agitated by that presence.

Entering his private chamber, Gabriel waved a hand and a faint hum of magic sealed the doors behind him.

He stood in the center of the grand room, his gaze drifting toward the intricate map carved into the floor — a detailed rendering of the known realms, each border shimmering faintly as though alive.

The Far North, near the edge of Eden’s influence, was marked with a faint, dark stain where the Black Wall stood.

He extended his hand, summoning a glowing orb that pulsed with energy. His voice carried a commanding yet calm tone as he spoke into it. "Send for Aelarin. I need him immediately."

The orb vanished, and Gabriel began pacing. He didn’t need an army for this mission, too many lives could be lost should something go awry.

He only needed someone who skilled and disciplined enough to do this. A scout who could move unseen and have highest chance of surviving the unimaginable and returning with the vital information Gabriel needed.

Moments later, a shadow appeared at the edge of the chamber. The faint sound of footsteps echoed before a figure emerged from the dim light.

An elf with dark polished skin and silver-white hair approached. He knelt deeply before Gabriel, his long ears twitching slightly as he bowed his head in reverence.

"My Lord Gabriel," the elf said with calm voice filled with respect. "You summoned me."

Gabriel turned to face him.

"Rise, Aelarin," Gabriel said. "I have a task for you. This task will require all your skill, discretion, and resolve."

Aelarin rose smoothly to his feet with calm, steady, and focused expression. "I am at your command, my Lord. What is the assignment?"

Gabriel stepped closer, his wings folding neatly behind him as his voice lowered.

"The Black Wall," he said. "We know little about what lies within it, yet its influence grows with every passing day. I need someone to enter its shadow and uncover its secrets. That someone is you."

Aelarin’s expression didn’t waver, but Gabriel could sense the faint flicker of tension in the elf’s aura. Still, Aelarin bowed his head once more. "I-It would be an honor, my Lord. I will do whatever is required."

Gabriel nodded, his voice softening slightly. "I chose you because you are the best among my scouts, Aelarin.

"But this mission is dangerous cause you will dive into something much different than anything you’ve faced before. From my domain, you are the one who will go there. The Archangels who agreed to this will send their best as well, both to minimize risk and to ensure the secrecy of our actions. The fewer who know, the better."

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