A true angel

It was strange, the slaughter in front of them. So many have died in this battle, now that reinforcements arrived it seemed like their death was pointless. That the Holy Knight's squad ripped through the ranks, made them all feel like ants. Just frogs in a well. The fight turned from completely hopeless to one sided. Within just fifty seconds they butchered ten angels. 

BOOOOM.

Zarall shot through the angels splattering all in his path. 

"Humans, angels, hear my name Zarall, emperor of the deep. Don't put your arms against me, I don't need you to bow, or to praise me. All I ask is who killed the Divine Qreen, and where is her body?" His voice ripped at all of their ears. 

One of the stronger angels stepped up.

"Traitor, how dare you show your face in front of the divine. We will destroy you and enforce the law of the Allmother." 

"Silence." Zarall tapped the angel, turning it into dust." All I want to know is where that witch's body is."

His aura was separate from the divine queen, more valiant. If hers was a relaxing river, his is a waterfall. Most humans were struck down in fear. Their hearts quaked and quivered. The being in front of them was not a vessel of a god, to them it is a god. The summing removed the limitation of power, however if Zarall dies then he dies for good. A few humans Lords and up still held there feet staring up at Zarall in all his unholy glory. 

"Forgive my arrogance, but what are you going to do with the body's." James spoke up.

"Hmmmm." He glared at James. "And why would I tell a lowly human that. You're lucky I wish to lessen the damage on humans. Now tell me or I will start killing."

James pointed where they went flying. "I apologize."

"Fool, how dare you tell the forsaken. Death will befall your kind." One of the angels screamed. 

Zarall turned that angel to dust. "I thank you." 

"Demon, I as a holy knight can not permit your existence"

"What?" Zarall matched eyes with King. Zarall took a step back. "You're not human? You can't be. Why would you do that to yourself?"

"I am King Caesar, at the rank of Emperor, I challenge you." 

"I don't wish for a fight, but I'm Zarall emperor of the deep, my rank was Mons."

The ranks of angels go.

 Nihil, the common angel nameless. 

Nuntius, are angels who gift professes, rarely named. 

Mons, angels who safe guard the gates of heaven. Their strength is mostly comparable to Potens.

Potens, some of the strongest angels who aren't seraphim, they are servants to the gods during peace, and great warriors during war.

Seraphim, the strongest angels in heaven, their power is comparable to the gods themselves.