"You say I dare not descend in my true form?" The voice of the Angel God suddenly turned sharp, and that holy light flickered violently, resembling a volcano thoroughly enraged and ready to erupt at any moment.
The might within the hall instantly climbed to the extreme, the air seemingly congealing into substance and pressing down until people found it hard to breathe.
"Good, very good!" The Angel God laughed out of extreme anger, her voice carrying a world-destroying chill as she said, "Since you, this Evil God, are hell-bent on dying, I shall grant your wish!"
Before her words faded, that originally blurred phantom abruptly burst forth with a light even more dazzling and proud than the sun! The holy light swept through the entire bedchamber like a tidal wave, dyeing everything pure gold.
Amidst the light, that figure transformed from illusory to real, a true, undeniable existence of mighty divine might descending here!
The golden sacred armor gleamed brightly, carved upon it with intricate and ancient angel patterns, every single line flowing with pure Light Divine Power. The armor perfectly fitted her exquisitely proportioned body, outlining breathtaking curves; that full bosom seemed fit to burst the armor, and beneath the slender waist were rounded buttocks covered by a battle skirt, along with a pair of straight and slender jade legs encased in golden battle boots, brimming with a beauty of strength and holiness.
The six feathered wings behind her fully unfurled, every single feather crystal-clear and emitting a soft yet majestic halo. Most eye-catching of all was that face finally revealed from the holy light.
It was a flawless, impeccable face, holy and noble, seeming to gather all the goodness in the world together.
Long golden hair like flowing sunlight cascaded casually behind her shoulders, and a pair