Break for me!!!!!!!
-Clash!!!
Aamon's hands bounced off the surrounding space as the influence of the Heavenly Gates blocked the very fabric of reality around the area, refusing to yield no matter how violently he struck it.
Gritting his teeth, Aamon, the Demon King of Destruction, continued to fly straight ahead in an unknown direction, his figure cutting through starry sky with reckless speed, leaving distorted ripples behind him.
He only wanted to escape the influence of the Heavenly Gates. As long as he could open a crack in space and enter the void beyond the universe, he was confident that he could escape his current predicament.
Encountering such a troublesome Angel was really my bad luck, tsk. And it was my weakness that I could not kill him in a single blow.....
