Capítulo 232: Angel of Death

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The Empress Luna

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"I assume you are an Archangel?" Luna wet her dry lips as she stared at the creature's thousand mouths and their moving tongues as they speak.

She cowered in fear with her elbows pressed into her side, making her body small as possible.

Goddess!

There were so many lips opening and closing.

"And you are an Archdemon." He said without a doubt. "For some reason, I am considered a Fallen Angel, and we are almost cut from the same cloth except I work with the Creator." He answered in that same manner, and those sentences alone made Luna wanted to stab her ears.

The monster's appearance and his many voices could give his audience never-ending seizures.

She pressed her lips in determination to ask the creature with questions. Luna needed answers.