"That Inferior Being! I will kill him! "
A powerful voice echoed through the walls, its intensity so powerful that it reverberated through the very foundations of the palace.
The voice emanated from a woman with silver hair and golden eyes, bearing resemblance to the priestess Reign had killed.
However, this woman was far more beautiful and ethereal, her aura exuding a power at least a hundred times stronger.
She was now seated on a resplendent golden throne, its right and left side adorned with five pairs of majestic silver wings , each pair shimmering .
Behind her throne, a gate of ancient design stood tall, its imposing presence enhanced by numerous chains, each link pulsating with power.
"Archangel Uriel, what's the matter?" Dozens of minor angels hurriedly entered the throne room, bowing their heads in reverence.
