Chapter 481 - The Archangel Loriel

The air had become a molasses of ashes and pulverized blood... Alexander Sulyvhan stood at the center of a circle of demonic corpses, his silhouette standing out against the blood-red horizon of the province of Sol. His long silver hair, once immaculate, was now stuck to his neck by sweat and dust, while his pupils shone with a wild intensity. His muscles, sculpted by years of relentless combat, burned from exhaustion, but his gray aura continued to pulse steadily.