However, what the Flying Head Monster did next was beyond Cheng Ziang's expectation. She did not attack him as he had thought she might, but instead tilted her head and studied his face carefully, especially showing an unusual emotion when she saw the tear marks on his cheeks.
"Is she... feeling sorry for me?" Cheng Ziang couldn't help but think.
At the same time, he also noticed a detail: the closer the Flying Head Monster got to him, the weaker the magic that constituted her head became.
As she was about to approach him, the light emitted by the Flying Head Monster was so bright that it was almost unbearable to look at directly, but when she finally came in front of him, nose to nose, Cheng Ziang found that her glow had softened considerably. He could even see through her relatively transparent skin to the thick magic within her head.
