When Yumo opened her eyes again, her demeanor underwent a complete transformation. The hesitation and inner conflict in her eyes vanished, replaced by a bone-chilling decisiveness and a murderous aura that sent shivers down one's spine.
Especially those golden runes in her eyes - they exerted an unprecedented pressure on Asar's soul. Even though she had reached the Ninth level, she still felt an urge to kneel in submission.
Moreover, although it seemed strange... Asar vaguely sensed a holy aura emanating from Yumo at this moment.
How could an Abyssal Lord whose soul had been stained black possess such a sacred aura?!
What nonsense?!
"What's going on with you?!!!"
