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�no!�As it is����.�

Ikael looked at the sky with a blank expression.

The Valhalla Action moved Sirone to the entrance of Arabot in an instant, and the thickness of the laser fired from there was enough to pierce the sky.

If Sirone�s magic is true, heaven will perish.

�How can I stop it?�

While she was concerned about the safety of Heaven, nothing mattered to Faiel, the archangel of annihilation.

It simply flew towards the place where Sirone was in order to remove the impurities in front of it.

Ikael knew that it was to kill Sirone.

However, no matter how much the original concept was extinction, it was questionable why Faiel was so reckless.

�What is at the end of this war?�

In the message Faiel left behind, the true intentions of Ankera, who had banned the activities of angels and reinstated himself as the archangel, must have been hidden.

�Sirone����.�

Faiel was already closing the distance with Sirone by more than half.

Since he had intended to kill her from the start, if left alone, Sirone would just disappear into nothingness.

�Keugh!�

As I thought about it, Ikael�s asteroid began to vibrate at a terrifying speed.

She made a resolution every time her mind was shaken, but she finally realized it in front of the reality of absolute death called Faiel.

The fact that something bigger than heaven might be nestled in lost memories.

Super Magical Amplification Ataraxia.

Ikael clenched his fists and inflated his halos.

Hey hey hey!

The spectacle of light striking a huge magic circle hundreds of meters in diameter is truly heavenly beauty.

She mobilized all available mental power to reveal the original concept, and poured that mighty amplifying power into a single thought.

�I need to get my memory back!�

A piece of memory that Ankera erased.

What remained at the edge of the disconnected thought was only a small signal that could not even be called language, but Ataraxia amplified it more than 200 million times and filled the mind with a perfectly clear image.

�uh?�

As the only remaining image swept over his entire body, he began to repair the bluntly ripped off memories on his own.

The archangel�s thought advanced so fast that it could be called light, and finally, all thoughts were perfectly united into one history, as if a new highway was connected to a broken bridge. JrNovels.com