A white point of light illuminated the center of the Golden Triangle, then rapidly unfurled like a blossoming flower, revealing a great, sacred figure.
Subsequently, including Byron himself, at this moment, everyone finally clearly saw what the new angel split from the Creator truly looked like.
Countless wings, like the wind, layered upon layers, appeared and vanished as they wished.
The congregants attempted to count the total number of wings, but all involuntarily felt dizzy and their minds seemed to be filled with a raging storm.
It was as if the souls of the witnesses would gradually dissolve into the wind, becoming one with the world.
A few Middle Sequence Extraordinary with firmer anchors strained their eyes but could only see a black-haired youth emanating a gentle Holy Light amid the countless layers of wings, with a golden halo shining brightly above his head.
