Chapter 660 Heavenly Unrest
In the dazzling expanse of the heavenly realm, white heavenly light cascaded like waterfalls of rainbows at various corners. The air hummed with celestial melodies, and the atmosphere was one that exuded peace and higher purpose. Archangel Michael sat thoughtfully, looking at the scenery. The realm before him was a breathtaking tapestry of colors beyond earthly comprehension. There were golden pathways winding through lush gardens, and crystalline rivers reflecting the glory of the divine throne. Birds tweeted and creatures sang. Towering trees with leaves of silver and gold, gently swayed in a breeze that carried the scent of eternal blossoms. Have you seen any more beautiful spectacle? The sky above was a radiant canvas, painted with hues that shift and dance in perfect harmony.
Everything looked great. Yet amidst the grand splendor, Michael feels a disquiet in his spirit. 'Something's right, I can feel it!' Well, he, Michael, still had some far, far, distant connection to his twin brother, Lucifer. 'Why do I feel like this?'
Veins popped on Michael's face when thinking of his last encounter with Loki. Truthfully, he didn't want to see that bastard's face. Michael, who was a very peaceful person by nature, often felt violent when in Loki's presence. Can you blame him, Loki just had a very punchable face. "Alright," Michael raised his hands in surrender.
With that, the duo spread their wings, and flew away in a blink of an eye. But when they finally reached Loki's cell, the duo froze, staring at the 'Loki' before them with grim faces. Almost everyone could be deceived, but they who were too familiar with him knew it wasn't him. "_"
He is.. he... he... he... he... Michael's entire body trembled chaotically.
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