[Angel Race - Wise Angel - Misius: Level 100]
[God-Tier Entity]
[HP: 1.1 billion / 1.6 billion]
[Attack: 100,000 / 150,000]
[Critical Rate: 100%]
[Abilities: Master of Space Magic, God-Tier Sword Skills, Divine Body Domination]
[Divine Law: Spatial Ripple]
[Currently descended in soul form, combat strength partially weakened]
"A spatial God-tier magic swordsman."
Orson's face darkened. Even though Misius had only descended into Infinite Dimensions in soul form, his power remained terrifying — enough to rival the kings among the high-ranking Heaven Demons. Among the Trial survivors, such beings were called: Nation-Destroying Gods.
"My child, why do you weep? Do you repent for your failure?"
Misius' face was flawless, his silver armor radiant and androgynous. His voice was calm and benevolent as he questioned Jenonis, radiating an eerie kind of holy compassion.