Chapter 1235: Blood and Hunger Trials

"We should move on," Helios declared, his voice carrying a serene detachment that starkly contrasted with the bloody act he had just committed. The angels behind him exchanged glances, defeat etched on their faces, yet none showed any resentment toward the young Archangel.

Cain and Meylin locked eyes, sharing a solemn expression as they observed Helios's unsettling calmness. Although the ruthless efficiency with which he dispatched his own followers was disturbing, ultimately, the internal affairs of the angels were not their concern.

Without another word, the group resumed their journey, soaring through the ominous expanse of the third level. 

More and more monstrous creatures emerged from the darkness—twisted abominations with claws like scythes and eyes that glowed with unholy light. The corruptive aura that flooded the air intensified, pressing against their defenses like a relentless tide.