12 angels with 12 halos illuminated the fifth dimension at its darkest moment.
Mosha wished his eyes would pop out of their sockets and his skull nearly exploded. "There…there are twelve of them?" he asked in fright and fear. He instinctively staggered back a few steps. It was too unbelievable for him to accept.
Previously, he had been careless and was injured by Alina's halo, so he had first-hand experience of just how powerful the halo was. The reason he wanted to draw out the fifth dimension's Origins was to strengthen himself and take Alina's halo out.
At that moment, there were 12 of them…?! What kind of situation was this? Did they hit the jackpot or something?!
"Where did you get all these Origins?" said the shocked Mosha enviously. "Interesting. Are all these Origins from the third dimension? Or the fourth dimension?" He licked his lips. "The fifth dimension's Origins are mine…your Origins are mine, too!"