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SLASH! SLASH! SLASH! SLASH!
Camael's blazing hands and swords shattered into pieces as Maria drove her titanic sword deeper into his body and soul.
The Archangel desperately tried to scatter into a different form of energy or teleport away, but he quickly realized that access to most of his abilities had been sealed.
"T-This diabolic sword!"
Inside the sword piercing his body—a blade the size of a small planet, he witnessed visions of ninety different worlds and billions upon billions of lives. All of them, good and evil alike, shared one desperate hope: that their worlds would be saved from being devoured, and that their lives would not end prematurely at the hands of a mad creator god. They no longer wanted the tower to decide their fate.
"Nnngh…! No…! I can't die here…! Brothers…! Father! Save me! Save meeeee!"
Camael screamed as thousands of starlight swords pierced his entire body, leaving him utterly immobilized.
