"Brave Lord, truly as you said, the Angels bear hostility towards us, but after all, with Angels and Demons waging war for so many years, without the Angels drawing the Demons' attention, we humans…"
"What is there to fear."
Duanmu Huai disdainfully glanced at the Old Pope.
"I've already taken down five Archangels, so why would I fear three Demon Gods? Just wait, in a few days I'll set out, first to deal with the three Demon Gods, then smash that damned Abyssal Forge. By then, whether it's Angels or Demons, they'll all get lost! From now on, you won't have to worry about those damn troubles anymore!"
"This...…"
Needless to say, hearing Duanmu Huai's response left the Old Pope bewildered— a world without Angels and Demons? Frankly, he had never thought about such a thing. To humans, Angels and Demons were as given as the sun and moon. A world without Angels and Demons? What would it become?
"Without Angels and Demons, then...… what will we become?"
