Vast starry space.
Angels and Devils faced off.
Hundreds of thousands of Angels, their formations immaculate, stood proudly in the cosmic void.
They wore silver-white armor paired with vibrant red miniskirts and wielded Swords of Fiery Flames. Their pure white angelic wings radiated holy light.
They were gallant and captivating.
Some were cold and beautiful.
Others pure and innocent.
Some seductive.
Some noble.
Some sexy.
Some enchanting.
At a glance, every one of the hundreds of thousands of Angels was a peerless beauty, captivatingly alluring, like a vision from a garden of myriad flowers.
In contrast, the Devil army facing them, numbering less than one hundred thousand, looked utterly shabby—not only due to their fewer numbers but also their barely maintained formations.
Moreover, each Devil was bizarrely shaped and grotesquely ugly. Gazing upon them was like looking into an Asura Hell, a truly stomach-churning sight.
