The red sword, shimmering with a faint golden light, streaked through the darkness like a shooting star.
Whoosh!
As blood splattered, two neat black wings were sliced off.
"Ah!" Suplos screamed in agony.
One should know that the wings of a Fallen Angel are connected to the flesh, and to control them with the brain, they even have numerous nerve fibers connected.
At that moment, as the feathers were brutally scraped off, the pain was certainly no less than if flesh were being cut from the bone.
"The first pair."
An ice-cold voice spoke.
"The second pair."
The ice-cold voice sounded once again.
Whoosh, Suplos's second pair of wings were also severed.
Immediately after, Suplos's body shot out like a cannonball, kicked from the basement into the corridor by Wang Dadong.
After all, Wang Dadong wouldn't gain much advantage in the dark.
Without the slightest hesitation, Suplos scrambled up and fled.
