Meanwhile, high above the clouds, floated the sacred territory of the Celestial Empire of Angels, layered with holy stone towers, gleaming domes, and platforms suspended in midair by radiant seals.
At one of the grand floating terraces, Eosphoros Camp Delta, located at the eastern edge of the kingdom, a massive army had gathered beneath the twilight-hued banners of the angelic regiments.
Before them stood General Ezekiel, a level-500 Angel race NPC, cloaked in golden-white armor shimmered with passive light. His wings were six-fold and gleamed like polished ivory under the noonday sun. His gaze was firm, his voice sharp.
"War descends upon the world once more," Ezekiel declared, his voice carrying with divine authority across the field as he addressed the army. "You are the first blade. The spearpoint of Celestial judgment."
Below the towering general, 18,000 troops were arranged in two precise columns.
