As the message flashed past, Pierce now knew the strength of the Archangel. An early-stage level 8 creature.
The others showed different expressions. Vivier's gaze was filled with indifference, as if nothing in the world could affect her.
Frost kept her gaze fixed on Pierce, not even looking at the Archangel.
The Elven Queen, who had seen the power of gods, was dumbfounded. After undergoing the baptism of the godhood, this Archangel had become much stronger.
She could even vaguely feel that this Archangel was at a different level from the Moon Goddess she believed in. The Moon Goddess was unable to defeat the Archangel.
What was that black rune? It was actually so powerful?
She had never seen anything that could make someone so powerful. Her eyes were filled with desire. The desire to obtain this thing.
However, she had never spoken much with Pierce, so she did not know what this thing was.
