On one side, a lineup of five Pseudo-Primordials stood, each oozing an aura that far surpassed even that of the Burning Angel. In fact, all five of them were far stronger than the Burning Angel.
Away from them, twenty-four Celestials stood, also oozing the same overwhelming aura of dread. They looked extremely powerful and very dangerous. Even with smiles on their faces, the threat they commanded was plain to see.
Then came one hundred and twenty Supremes, ranging from the realm of True Supremes to Supreme Lords. They were incredibly powerful, and that was plain as day, judging by the aura of true warriors surrounding them.
Then, finally, the lineup of over five thousand gods and twenty-five thousand demigods. This lineup, while in most cases could be considered an entire legion of a planet or star system, belonged to just one person, and he was none other than Asmodeus.
Orion stood there, stunned.
