Even the mages, proud as they usually were, breathed a sigh of relief. Some even saluted the figure in the sky, showing their respect and gratitude.
At the same time, a thought flashed through their minds: "Angels really exist?"
Extreme Fire Demon King narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched the angelic figure descend from the sky. He recognized him. This was Van Helsing, the angel who had recently been very active in Hell, supposedly the reincarnation of Archangel Gabriel.
"Six pairs of wings. Has he already broken through to the Demon King level? If so, I'll have to have some fun with him."
Extreme Fire Demon King thought to himself. As a member of the Martial Faction, unlike the Mirror Demon King, who preferred schemes and plots, he favored passionate battle.
Had Van Helsing already broken through? Of course he had. He had successfully caught up with this great trend, but that did not mean he possessed all of Gabriel's strength.
Gabriel was a veteran Archangel, while Van Helsing was merely a newly promoted one. There was still quite a gap in strength between them, and Van Helsing needed time to improve.
"Why?"
Wade flew up from the ground and shouted indignantly, "I'm a fake angel, and he's a fake angel too. Why are you cheering for him but not me?
"Van Helsing, don't think changing clothes makes you a real angel. What kind of person are you? As your sworn brother who has been through life and death with you, how could I not know?
"I'm telling you, this guy is a Werewolf. He also loves beautiful women and goes to bars every night to pick up fans. Even worse, he makes those fans pay for the hotel rooms."
"A Werewolf? Picking up fans? Making fans pay for