...in a newly evolved multi-universe...
This was the universe where the Hans existed. This seemingly new multi-universe had witnessed a rise in angels across its realms. The Rank 4 beings couldn't complain; after all, the angels now included archangels who were at least Rank 4, with most reaching Rank 5 or even Rank 6.
On the divine plane, the gods gazed at the angels now occupying their space, examining every being.
"If I catch that traitor..." Marcule gritted his teeth with intense hatred. Mark frowned, and Kira remained silent, though she was inwardly furious. Now, this multi-universe would never know peace.
"Alright, enough of this. You should leave," Kira's father said indifferently, his expression cold and chilling.
"I guess the gods are no more than this," sneered the leading angel as he stepped forward to confront Kira's father. Their auras clashed, causing everyone to retreat—only quasi-Rank 3 beings could withstand it.
