"Cooperate?"
Dorothy heard Michael's words from the other side, froze for a moment, a bit surprised.
She really hadn't expected this proud Miss Seraph to take the initiative to come to her asking for cooperation—after all, no matter how you looked at it, heaven's side clearly had the upper hand right now.
The homebody witch sized up the War Angel and Priest Angel standing beneath the temple on the screen. Even through a screen she could feel how strong these people were; this whole lineup was pure Angels of Wisdom or Throne Angels–Level High-Order Angels, and every single one of them started at Eight Wings.
Eight-Winged Angels, huh. That combat power definitely isn't inferior to a Peak Witch.
Especially those few Angels at the front of the formation, who even had Ten Wings.
The highest King of Angels is only Twelve-Winged; Ten Wings basically means a second-tier powerhouse in heaven right below the King of Angels, the equivalent of a Sage Level witch.
