This incredibly beautiful and enchanting Fallen Angel, at this point, was completely lost in despair.
As the former angelic leader under the god of Holy Light, she had fought countless battles with The Devil of the Abyss.
Naturally, she was no stranger to the Abyssal Prison.
This was the signature move of the Jailor of the Abyss, which had trapped and killed countless powerhouses on the battlefield of gods.
Once entrapped, one would lose control over the ORDER, becoming vulnerable to attack.
Fallen Angel Leviathan let her arms fall in despair, and the runes that were lighting up on her body faded one by one.
She laughed bitterly, "I didn't expect even the high-ranking Jailor of the Abyss to have fallen at your hands. It seems my defeat isn't unjust."
John floated in mid-air not far from Leviathan, hands behind his back.
