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The Angel relies on the statue, with six wings growing out of his back, a halo over his head, dressed in white clothes, blazing so brightly it was hard to look at directly.
In front of him, a boundless light suppresses an enormous, dark green skull, almost ten meters in size.
The dark green skull is exceedingly ugly, covered with disgusting, uneven tumors. The front of the skull is entirely occupied by a single eye filled with bloodlust, murderous intent and brutality.
Fierce roars and painful screams emanate from the skull. Merely the terrifying sound would be enough to cause a typical master-level pet beast to explode and die, but it could do nothing to improve its current predicament.
Several kilometers away from the battlefield where the Angel and dark green skull were fighting, Earl Lane rides on his pet beast, his face filled with panic.
