Reincarnated as a Failed Villain: Fallen Angel

Feathers were hurled in Thomas's direction, though he was able to evade most of them. He instinctively ducked and rolled out of the way as the feathers flew past him with a whooshing sound.

"Whoa. True acrobat!" Lucas teased, releasing another wave of his feathers from his wings.

"Honestly, I didn't even know I could do that!" Lucas burst out laughing and clutched at his stomach

"Dammit!"

The black feathers, glossy and pointed and as long as Thomas's hand, lay in magnificent disarray. The barbs of the feathers were so heavy and yet delicate that left large craters everywhere they hit the ground.

Thomas's eyes were wide open, gazing from one feather to another. He knew that if one of these feathers hit him, he would end up back in hell.

Lucas stayed still, dozens of red eyes wide as he watched Thomas duck and weave around the room, barely managing to dodge each plume of feathers that the goose chased after. He jumped and rolled, arms up in the air for balance as the feathers quickly pursued him.

Thomas stumbled and weaved on the ground, his movements were clumsy, yet fast. He had been poisoned by angelic magic, and it was gradually sapping away his strength. His body trembled and sweat covered his forehead as he bobbed and weaved to avoid the projectiles launched at him, unable to counterattack due to the depletion of his mana.

"Come on! I will let you live if you can survive the next wave!" Lucas flapped his wings and sent a third wave of feathers into the air. They showered down on the surface of the burnt ground like droplets of liquid darkness.

"I-I... I don't want to die. I don't want to die..." Thomas begged. "I don't want to return to hell..."

Thomas's voice cracked and he began to black out. His mind was fading away as his body started changing into a demon lord form. His subconscious desire to survive also sent him a message: fight, or die. This message forced his soul out of his mind and into his flesh, which was changing by the second. His wounds healed and his clothes disintegrated. In their place, a new outfit was formed from the same energy. It was a dazzling golden garment that looked like it was inspired by ancient Egyptian clothing, with shimmering lapis lazuli gems and intricate hieroglyphics embroidered along the edges. He had been transformed into a modern-day pharaoh. His face looked mature and he had whiskers. He also grew a tail.

"Hahaha! So this is a demon lord's form?!" Lucas started clapping his hands in amazement, as he watched Thomas slowly stand up.

Thomas stared at his own hands. They were slender and smooth, and there was no trace of his former self. His fingers were now elongated and sharp, like claws. However, they were not covered in mana.

"This is... because of the poison," Thomas smirked as he stood there and stared at Lucas. "Thank you."

"Huh?"

He looked at Lucas and felt a burning sensation in his throat. He opened his mouth and a huge cursed fireblast flew toward an angel.

Lucas had already been expecting this, but it was still shocking to see Thomas make the final transformation during what was supposed to be his last moments. His face froze in shock and panic.

Lucas's eyes widened and he looked up at Thomas, who was standing on top of a scorched crater. The fireblast was very powerful. It would be able to exterminate an ordinary creature, but Lucas in corrupted angel form was too powerful to die so easily.

"You're much stronger now. Congratulations." Lucas's eyes widened in surprise and his mouth dropped open as he brought his hands together with a loud clap. "You're truly amazing!" Lucas genuinely congratulated him.

"Bastard!"

Thomas howled in anger and launched himself toward Lucas. He enhanced his claws with cursed mana and swung them down like a scythe. His movement was almost instantaneous, if Lucas hadn't had dozens of eyes all around him and territory, he would have died.

"Whoa! Careful. Are you trying to kill me?" Lucas barely managed to dodge it by flying above but still teased him.

However, Thomas was already able to fly as well as his mana returned during the transformation. He glared at Lucas with fierce bloodlust and roared. He had never seen such a ferocious expression from him before.

"I will fucking kill you." Thomas threatened while jumping towards Lucas.

"Oh?" Lucas opened his mouth, revealing another eye. From it, a red energy blast shot out at Thomas. "While it is true that you are stronger than me at the moment, you just achieved that form and have no idea how to properly use it."

"Are you telling me you achieved your form long ago?!" Thomas exclaimed in shock.

"Yes. I had a pretty good teacher," Lucas smirked and dodged the fireball. Then he rolled his eyes. "You could say, godly teacher!~"

Lucas's heart pounded in excitement as he realized the odds were stacked against him. He had to end the fight quickly or else Thomas would become accustomed to his new strength and overpower him. Clenching his fists, Lucas charged forward, determined to finish the fight while he still had an advantage.

"No more magic, no more tricks," Lucas said and healed himself, removing his new transformation. He used a spell that allowed him to transform into a human. His corrupted angel was strong in magic, however, it has a disadvantage as the body was much weaker.

It was time for the real fight to begin.

"You fucker!" Thomas flew towards Lucas while clenching his fist. When he was close, he turned his body to throw a punch as hard as he could.

The impact of the punch to Lucas's face created a massive aftershock as loud as a thunderclap. Lucas was thrown off balance and slammed into the ground, smashing through several layers of stone.

"Again!" Thomas shouted as he threw another punch with the same aftershock. "Again! Again! Again!" He continued punching with all his might until Lucas's face started cracking again.

"ENOUGH!" Lucas screamed so loud, that it could have silenced even erupting volcano.

The shockwave from Lucas's scream went through the entire forest and his voice could be heard even in the Holy kingdom. This made Thomas's earbuds pop like balloons.

Thomas instantly covered his bleeding ears, but the damage was done. Soon he received a massive punch in the face. Then another, another, and another.

Lucas continued punching Thomas's face with a crazy grin on his face. Each blow was almost as powerful as the one Thomas gave him, but he didn't care. He continued punching to his heart's content. He wasn't sure how many times he punched him, but he was certain that every time he did, his hands hurt. But it didn't matter, because he was enjoying himself.