"What? It's Gael!"
"The Gael who once slaughtered a million devils?!"
"That angelic goddess of war!"
The Devil Lords in the midst of battle all paled in shock. They knew the name Gael all too well!
Even the six Demon Kings surrounding and attacking Jiang Yang in the sky could not help looking over.
Beelzebub's heart sank, for he saw the World-Destroying Horn in Gael's hand.
"Gael is here with Gabriel's World-Destroying Horn. Killing the man before us just became rather difficult."
With the Demon Kings' attention drawn to the angels, Jiang Yang gained a rare moment to catch his breath.
As he recovered, he was also deeply curious about the angels' arrival, and even more curious about this Seraphim named Gael.
If he remembered correctly, the Angel Legion of the past had not included this Seraphim.
However, looking around at the devils' reactions on the battlefield, he found that all those ranked Devil Lord or higher wore rather ugly expressions, as though someone even more evil than they were had descended.
The Angel Legion behind Gael, meanwhile, gazed at her with fervor and reverence, as though following a legend!
Indeed, Gael truly was a legend!
Gael's deeds were widely recounted throughout the Angels Clan.
Countless years ago, Jehovah had led the angels away from the Moon Fortress to settle on Heavenly Mountain.
Back then, the angels had numbered only a few thousand, their ranks sparse.
By then, the devils had long since set out from the world of Hell to expand into the surrounding worlds.
To avoid falling behind the Devil Race, the angels had also begun spreading civilization and faith across various worlds.
Unlike the angels, the devils brought destruction, annexation, and conquest.
The Angels Clan was far kinder and gentler. They offered guidance and integration.
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