The Archangel Is Defeated!

At this moment, the stalemate of the battle in the sky finally broke. The one to take the initiative was the Archangel, who had been in a passive situation.

He could no longer endure it. The power that had been threatening his life was constantly hovering around him.

It was as if it would explode in the next second, piercing through his chest and burning his blood into nothingness.

The divine body that he was proud of was as thin as a piece of paper under the power of the Seraph.

As the stalemate became more and more intense, it became a fight of patience, and the first to lose control was the Archangel.

It was just a mere Seraph!

How powerful could she be? He was just scaring himself!

The race of the legends should return to the legends!

"Seraph, is it? I'm honored to be able to fight you!"

The Archangel slowly said before clenching his fists.