after breaking her wings, xing understood that formalism was all fake and could not bring any real help.
the bloodline of the six-winged holy angel zombie was no matter how weird, how weird, and how disgusted ordinary angels were.
even then, he still could not reach the level of an " evil angel. " the difference between them was like the difference between heaven and earth.
"pa!" she grabbed the zombie blood, closed her eyes, and absorbed it seriously.
it took a full 16 hours, and big bug had already eaten two meals before she opened her eyes and retracted the divine light in her eyes.
"no problem. this inheritance has its own special value."
apricot pulled out the purple short sword on her left arm and with a twist of her wrist, she threw it thousands of meters away as if she was throwing a unique dart.
"this sword is very magical. it has two effects."
