THE SUPREME SATANIC SYSTEM

"Oh, that's very simple. Because…. I'm a human." Bobby replied, transforming back to his original appearance as he deactivated the Angelic Armament on his back.

Seeing his genuine face made everyone flabbergasted as they weren't expecting this to come.

"Y-you, you're the third Prince!" Alberta Betrayer Smith exclaimed.

He then quickly collected himself and announced, "Everyone, what are you all waiting for? Salute!"

He then knelt one leg down and waved his hands elegantly. "Greetings, your highness! I'm Alberta Betrayer Smith of the Smith family. Forgive me for my earlier discretion."

All the others also followed him, showing their full benevolence.

Bobby looked around and back. Then he said with a big question mark on his face, pointing to himself. "Third prince?!.... Me?"

"Alright, can someone tell me what is going on here?" He asked.

Alberta stood up straight and answered, "Replying to the third prince…. We are here to find you under the specific order of her majesty, Queen Miabella the third."

"Queen Miabella the third! Miabella…. Mia-bella." Bobby muttered under his breath and he asked, "You mean my mom?"

"Yes, my grace." Alberta Betrayer Smith replied. "It's our luck that we found you sooner than we thought."

He then craned his head and announced, "Alright, everyone. Get back to work"

Then the nineteen men and women dispersed, rushing inside the castle leaving the two.

"So, you're here to get me home?... Alberta, about my mom. How's she doing?" asked Bobby.

"The Queen's doing fine…. When your teleporter gets lost, she still believes you're alive somewhere… And here we are following the royal order to get you home." Alberta explained with great enthusiasm.

"So, Alberta, how do you get here?" Bobby asked.

"We came here last week through an illegal channel of transport after spending a lot of power stones. Shortly afterward, we traced the signal of your teleporter hidden tracker and came to this island." Alberta replied.

And Bobby could figure out the later part of the story after they arrived here.

Alberta asserted his plan, saying. "Your Grace, please wait for another week. My team is currently installing the teleportation device here… Then we can leave this place."

Hearing about the teleportation device piqued Bobby's interest.

"Alright, can you bring me to those angel corpses?" He demanded.

"Sure! Please, follow me." Alberta replied.

Then the two walked into the woods.

After half an hour of strolling deep inside the forest, Alberta halted and pointed at the large pit in front of them. "We tossed their corpses inside that pit."

In the next second, Bobby turned into a shadow, moving incredibly fast, and reappeared inside the pit.

There, he saw all the mutilated parts of the members of the angel team that had replaced his team years ago.

Shortly, Alberta reached and jumped into the pit.

"Your Grace, should I burn ?these corpses?" He asked.

"That will not be required," Bobby responded. Then, he activated the Angelic Armament and a pair of black wings reappeared on his back.

Alberta looked at the wings with a serious face out of habit, and he quickly chilled out.

Bobby then sat cross-legged in the lotus position and then he started chanting a spell in an ancient angelic tongue while making various hand seals synchronous to his words. During this entire process, he expelled out white Angelic Grace Energy, concentrating on a ball above his hands.

And he yelped at the top of his lunge, "Primordial Black Angelic Flame!"

And the next thing, the white mass of dazzling Angelic Grace Energy turned into a black flame.

With a looming, dreadful feeling, Alberta unconsciously stepped back and peered over Bobby's hand at the black fireball.

And Alberta thought, 'The 3rd Prince is becoming increasingly mysterious as we interact. Hmm, the fire intent of that black flame is even more than the bloodline firmament flame of the Chimera chief of the Fiery family… This youth's strength is truly perverse. If he used this in our fight early, then I would have already been a goner.

Meanwhile, Bobby walked toward the piles of corpses and touched them with his Primordial Black Angelic flame.

It took nearly 10 minutes to burn all of them, including their Angelic Souls, into smithereens.

Later, the two went back to the castle, and Alberta brought him inside a hall that was meant for installing the teleportation device.

As Bobby stepped inside, everyone greeted him courteously, and then they returned to their work when he nodded at them.

Bobby figured out that most of the important frames and central units of the machines were ready-made and what they were doing was just reassembling them. And the most important part that they had to build here was the teleporter chamber.

After checking out all the blueprints of the device, Bobby asked, "Alberta, where did you get all the main parts of these machines?"

Seeing his curiosity in his eyes, Alberta Betrayer Smith replied, "Your grace, if you want one, then you can ask from the Grand Elder John McCain, or to the Queen."

Bobby felt overjoyed and screamed in his head, 'Hah! All those unnecessary letters that I have to write to headquarters to get a model of the teleporter machine... So all this time I just need to fawn over my mama a bit and I will get my hands on one of those. What a twist? Now I don't know whether to laugh or cry.'

"Bahaha…. Dude, at least you're going home sooner than we thought." Cynthia said telepathically in his mind while bursting into a peal of booming laughter.

"Nah, it's too soon to leave this place… And I just don't like to give up everything after everything I have done to reach my current standing in this world. And importantly, I have my fair share of fun here. So, why should I leave to do some boring stuff back there?" Bobby announced his decision telepathically to her.

"Then I suggest you clean up the mess your people made here... I believe several Level 9 Elite and some Level 10 Elite members will swamp this island shortly." Cynthia warned him.