Gabriel was one of the strongest archangels, losing only to Michael, and followed closely by Uriel.
Despite the respect she showed towards him, though, he could feel it clearly. The difference in strength had been increased largely, making the Judge of the Scorching Flames surpass her brother by far.
“No... You aren’t a judge anymore. It’s more like Empress of The Scorching Flames, right?” Gabriel said to himself, smiling happily.
It wouldn’t be so nice if everyone were equals to one another, but he always liked it when someone surpassed him.
It felt to him that the scales were shifting and the world was moving. And nothing was better than seeing the world following its righteous path.
The thoughts went on and on in his head, until he reached the peak of the highest mountain that the seventh layer consisted of, only to be greeted by the most ominous presence he had ever encountered before.
The mountain top was cut like a gigantic table
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