A few minutes later.
The palace hall of the Mek Clan.
"Why... why... what exactly is your relationship with that outsider...?"
The unresigned and bewildered roar of Queen Mek echoed through the hall.
Queen Mek's two pairs of wings had apparently been forcibly torn apart by someone, lying 'all alone' on either side of the hall.
Queen Mek herself lay on the floor in the center of the hall.
Angel Leng had her left foot planted on Queen Mek's abdomen. With her arms crossed over her chest, she looked sideways at the 'false angel' queen and said disdainfully:
"What the hell does it matter? I just didn't like the sight of you, so I took you down. What, not satisfied?"
Not long before, William had ordered Leng and the others to launch the initial assault on the palace.
Having received the order, the angels had naturally dealt with the Mek guards stationed here—and Queen Mek, the strongest among them—with overwhelming force.
The pair of wings mentioned earlier had been forcibly torn off by Leng. The main reason was that she was extremely irritated by the Mek Clan's inflated sense of superiority.
Although she and most of the other angels were quite arrogant themselves, the Angel race sided with kindness and justice. That was a fundamental difference between them and the Mek Clan.
To Leng's right, beside Queen Mek, stood Kesha and six other angels, along with a stone coffin.
The coffin's lid had already been removed by the angels. Lying inside was none other than the burly man wearing a Praetor Suit.
However, the burly man had fallen asleep once again, and there was no way to wake him through conventional means.
Leng tried using her Sub-biological Engine to redefine Doom Slayer's state and forcibly awaken him.
However, the engine