Angel City, Vesperion Square.
Under the gaze of tens of thousands of Angels, that towering Twelve-Winged Statue which symbolized the supreme faith of the Angel Race...
Let out a dull, ominous crack without any warning!
"Krak—"
A hideous fissure spread upward from the base of the statue, in an instant running several meters across.
The entire square erupted in an uproar!
All the Angels stared, dumbfounded, looking in disbelief at this horrifying scene.
The five Totem Ninth Tier Angels who sensed the anomaly had their expressions change drastically and instantly appeared around the statue.
"What's going on?!"
Milos, the Order Angel, cried out in shock, his eyes filled with doubt and alarm.
"Could something have gone wrong inside the Probatus?!"
They all knew that this statue was tightly linked to the Probatus.
Though they were not sure what material it was made of, they had tried before...
