Chapter 1015- Seraphim of Honor— [Barachiel] (12)

Just the invocation of their abilities was so powerful that the world itself groaned. What would happen if these ultimate forces collided?

The Edicts of Envy. The Divine Power of the Cherubim. The Ancient Symbol of True Silver.

In the midst of this cataclysmic standoff, a voice, deep and resonant, laced with amusement and absolute authority, suddenly echoed through the battlefield and even the plains.

The voice was not loud, nor did it contain any skill yet as if possessing some magical ability, it reached the ears of every being without exception.

"Ancient Symbol True Silver, huh..."

The battlefield stilled. A silence so heavy, so oppressive, descended upon everything. Even the furious roars of the demons and the chashing of blades between the two forces, all ceased. As if the world itself had submitted to that voice.