Novel & Cerita The Strongest Archangel

I asked again to test her to convince me. “Many” “And who are you again? What is your role?” “I am Michael, and I am an archangel, who was assigned to gather all of the fallen angels to bring them back to heaven” She answered and I became speechless because I didn’t expect this all. I lost my wife, my career and now I am an angel. An angel of death. WOW!

“That’s my woman. You are nothing compared to her.” Vincenzo stared at me for a full thirty seconds. Then suddenly, he burst into laughter, bending forward as he laughed uncontrollably. “This is too good.” He wiped tears from the corners of his eyes. “But you’re wrong. She’s not your woman.” He took a pause before spelling it out, “She’s your enemy.” My breathing hitched. Pain shot through the severed fingers on my left hand, spreading through my entire body. My voice came out hoarse. “Enough. Tell me, how do I make Rachel come back to me?”

Swords, shields, spears—and a fifth hand left free, I guess, in case they feel like waving. Their faces are angular, hard—almost geometrically wrong. Like someone tried to build a human using only architecture. And they’re just standing there. No introduction. No explanation. Rude, honestly. Zeus straightens, his aura sparking dangerously as he steps forward. “Who are you?” The lead one speaks. When he does, it’s like a symphony of machinery. Ten voices, perfectly harmonized, echoing from inside your brain and vibrating in your bones. “I am the archangel Michael. This is the archangel Uriel. We have come to help you defeat the fallen angel Lucifer… once and for all.”

"As soon as you use your power your wings will come out. The person you are helping will see it and in some cases others can also see it. And you have no ability to erase what they saw from their memory." Therefore, more than ability, it is more necessary to enable the mind. In that regard, Zachriel can say that he is higher than other angels. When the Leader gave the signal they prepared for the specific event physically and mentally as they were sent to the mortal world.

I don't know if he intentionally flipped his head with that sassiness, but as soon as he faced me again, the slit smile on his lips vanished. "Aside from that, again, I am the Lord in this household. My face is too heavenly to be seen by a mere human species. I don't recommend it." I blinked repeatedly, and even though he offered his hand to help me walk, and even though I accepted it, I still couldn't believe his audacity. Did he just call me a mere human species?

Which brings me back to my original thought, so I turn to Pastor, "We must do everything we can to keep Emily alive." He nods slightly, "Agreed." "What's the next step?" I ask. "We must receive approval from the Seraph Council." "Approval? For what?" Pastor steps away, rubbing his palms together, "For permission..." he pauses and locks eyes with me, "to involve the angel Michael." Gulp. "Whoa, whoa, whoa...do you mean, THE Archangel Michael?" "He is the most powerful of all the Seraph Kingdom. It is the only way to destroy Zull. For good."

“Because they’re so big and powerful.” “Size has nothing to do with it,” Lilith said in a scathing tone, bursting his bubble. “Dragons are strong in all magic because of what they are. If you want to find the most powerful mage or mana user, pound for pound in the mortal world, then don’t look any further than angels.” “Angels?” Sol asked in surprise. She nodded abruptly. “Indeed. Do you know why?” Sol did manage to figure that one out rather quickly. “Because they fly.”

Whatever the latter meant. They relaxed their offensive stance at the sound of their master's subtle cough and peeled out of his sight when he tapped at the shoulder of the one that looked the most aggressive. "The Archangels are not some ordinary cult group, Angel. We are the rulers of the underworld, yes, and that's not necessarily a bad thing." He sat beside me and explained to me with the tone a mother uses when reasoning with her ignorant child. I couldn't believe my ears!

“There are so many, but if I were to name a few, there is a group of Superior Beings who are known as the Zodiacs of Hell, the Fallen Angels. Mysterious beings indeed. They will not come out until and unless they have chosen a master to serve as that is their sole existence of being. Each has their own test in which they will test whether they are fit to be their master. Being able to form a contract with one is my lifelong dream. There are a total of twelve of them with unique abilities. Ohh how I wished I would have at least witnessed one.” “Father, who do you think is the best of those twelve?” Lucifer: Yes, I would even want to know who is better than the other. “That would be…None of th

"I wa-want to see h-him just even a glimpse o-of him." Pika inhaled and blew it out, sitting beside the soul he almost killed. He understand why this stupid soul want it so bad. Being an Archangel, he has a soft heart to stuffs like this. Someone trying their best just to see someone else. Even if it kills them. "You are pretty strong," he commented. "While we wait for your friends, why don't we chat quietly."