These 'people' were all clad in white armor, wielding golden long swords, their faces handsome, and each 'person' surrounded by falling white feathers, exuding a holy aura.
In front of this 'angelic' troop, a silver-haired youth with a Mythical aura and two pairs of white light wings growing from his back was treading on the Void, resembling the legendary seated angels.
Looking at Bordea, who had opened the Sky Curtain of the world, the four-winged youth smiled slightly, "Welcome back, Main God Bordea."
The Heavenly Feather soldiers on either side also paid their respects, "We welcome the return of the Main God of Judgment."
But looking at the four-winged strong man greeting them, Bordea's brows furrowed slightly, "Megadir, why is it only you here?"
The Human Race had dispatched an army to support them, but to be greeted by only one Mythical Powerhouse from the Heavenly Feather Clan unavoidably felt like a slight.
