"Kill me!"
The former Cyart King's eyes shimmered with determination and decisiveness as if he were prepared to meet death with open arms.
Whether it was by his own volition or because of the "Angel's Cage" that he had regained his senses, he wasn't clear, but deep down he knew his moments of clarity were few.
If he didn't die quickly, he would once again become the enemy's pawn.
The projection of Duke Black Iron, controlled by Byrne, said nothing. His black wings erupted with countless obsidian feathers, which covered the sky and headed straight for the former Cyart King in an instant.
Each of these black feathers was filled with lethality that even the former Cyart King could not withstand much of.
Of course, if it weren't for the "Angel's Cage" taking effect, he would have more than one way to avoid most of the damage.
