Aaron stared at the scene before him in shock. He couldn't wrap his mind around the sight before him. Just one being had caused so much destruction, reducing the entire demon army to ashes—and from the way the being carried himself, it was clear the task hadn't even been difficult. That was beyond Aaron's understanding.
The being looked down at the devastation he had wrought—the burnt and ashen remains of demons—with visible disgust, a gleaming sword in his hand. He had two radiant white wings, flowing blond hair, and wore pristine white battle armor that radiated divinity. His face bore a detached and aloof expression as he gazed calmly at the scorched earth below.
"They are still as disgusting and irritating as always. Just the mere sight of demons fills me with rage," the being said, his voice sweet and melodious, laced with a strange charm.
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