The young Valkyrie was wearing a mithril and dark gold armor. She held the Sword of Execution in her hand and stared at the enemy in front of her like a torch.
Her enemy was the strongest demon god who had walked out of the Dark Abyss, a twelve-winged fallen angel. Her scarlet cape seemed to be dyed in blood, and her malevolent scepter sword had yet to be unsheathed, but it already gave people a huge pressure.
He didn't bring any subordinates and came to the battlefield in Heaven alone. Facing the many Battle Angels, he smiled without fear. It was endless arrogance.
Facing the little angel's deep-rooted hatred and complex gaze, the handsome demon god smiled as usual. His eyes were deep and filled with love as always.
This was torture for the little angel. At this moment, he was actually looking at her with such a gaze. Did he think that she would still be deceived by him? Or was he silently mocking her?
