Magic Atmosphere.
Three hurried figures stopped in mid-air.
Each of them had a pair of pure white wings and long golden hair.
Their faces were as beautiful as the moon, with delicate features. Each of them had distinct characteristics that made them memorable at a glance.
The intensely designed magic power was like a fierce poison to the Angels.
As long as they stayed in this world, their powers would be continuously weakened.
To pass through the magic barrier on the outermost layer of this planet, they expended immense effort, suffering a loss of strength.
If they were to engage in battle like this, the odds of success would be grim.
But it seemed there was no need for battle now.
"The one who inherited the complete Devil King's Power seems to have been defeated. Who exactly are those people, and will they seek out the missing Devil King's Power to become the new Demon King?"
