After the White Light Bullet left the barrel, trailing a long tail, it struck Princess Gumman again.
At that moment, Angel's eyes were fixed solely on Princess Gumman, blocking out all external information, using his eyes to record every inch of change on her body.
Whenever he gained something, Angel also took out his notepad, swiftly jotting down the relevant information.
The surroundings were very quiet, aside from the rustling sound of Angel's pen, there was only the painful moans of Princess Gumman as she struggled.
One shot, then another.
Whenever Princess Gumman's energy approached imbalance, Angel would reload another bullet.
Each bullet dispersed the chaotic negative energy within Princess Gumman's body. The black aura around her grew less and less, and by the fourth shot, she had almost returned to the state of a normal soul, her previously half-ferocious, half-calm state had vanished, and now she stood quietly inside the light shield, the very image of a noble lady.
