Following the unmistakable angelic aura, the Moon God's Chariot finally slipped into a grand hall.
The hall was enormous, far larger than Saint Marian Academy's Banquet Hall.
The instant the Moon God's Chariot entered, countless angels abruptly filled their view.
The visual impact of that moment was immense.
Any devout believer in angels would very likely have been unable to resist falling to their knees in worship.
The entire hall was filled with angels, densely packed as they knelt upon the ground! It was as if every angel still remaining in this entire Heavenly Court had gathered here.
Their wings were folded, the halos above their heads revolving. Their expressions were devout beyond measure, their hands clasped together, chins slightly lowered, eyes closed in prayer.
A sacred hymn resounded through the void.
Dense divinity intertwined in the air.
The faith of all the angels seemed to converge as one, forming the phantom of an enormous angel within the hall—the phantom had three pairs of wings!
Beneath that intense white radiance, the entire hall was brightly illuminated. In a daze, Dark Demon suddenly understood at last where the sense of incongruity he had felt all along had come from.
—None of the angels in this entire hall had shadows! But before his mind could process what that meant, the figure that entered his sight made him frown sharply, and the fury he had been suppressing within instantly ignited.
Upon the platform facing the countless angels, a cross of holy light stood suspended in midair. A woman clad in pure white Holy Armor was bound to it, her long hair hanging loose, her face breathtakingly beautiful.
—She was a lamb awaiting slaughter!
Dark Demon abruptly covered his eyes. As [anger +1] continued to drift across his vision, his gaze turned cold.
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