Bertrand’s silvery aura expanded as if it was a huge explosion. Although it fortunately only reached the house’s walls, but not outside.The aura retreated to envelop Bertrand’s whole body once its expansion ended, and his body looked like a full armour set, with what seemed like the silhouette of four pairs of wings unfurling from his back.In his hand, only Asmodeus’s arm remained. And the demon king laid against the bedroom wall, bleeding a muddy substance from where his arm once was.“You... Metatron didn’t tell us about anything like you! You’ll pay for having dealt this much damage to my defiled body!” Asmodeus said, grunting.The next thing Bertrand heard, before the demon king’s ear piercing shriek, was Don&rs

Mathew and Uriel were halfway to the restaurant when they felt it, a shriek so loud and powerful that could deafen any regular human.However, they understood right after feeling it, that what truly mattered wasn’t the sound, but what caused it. Which was essentially the veil of reality getting thinner and thinner, being ripped to shreds at some ends, shrieking in inanimate agony.“It has begun!” Azazel’s voice sounded behind them, making them turn around to witness the grand marquis materialising right in front of their eyes. It didn’t make them jump, though. Only a whisper of surprise played through Mathew and Uriel’s voice.The grand marquis was about to say something else but his senses, sharper than usual because of the thinning of the veil, captured the immense power flowing