Purple Radiance illuminated the heavens, its surging light blotting out the sky.
"The god has left." The formally dressed girl floating in the air raised her head, her calm gaze sweeping over the gradually dissipating mist around her before falling on the three radiances surrounding her.
"Girl, your god has already abandoned you." The Bald Man, floating in the air, watched the girl. "It's not too late to surrender. We've always treated prisoners well."
Levi raised his hand from the other side, and streams of green radiance spread through the void, joining into layer upon layer of overlapping Magic Formations.
The densely packed Magic Formations piled together like emerald clouds, covering the entire sky.
"I don't think I've seen you in the Federation before." The Old Man on the other side also raised his staff. "There should only be so many angels in the Federation. Did you advance recently? Or have you only just awakened from slumber?"
"I am a servant of the gods." The girl lowered her head, her purple eyes gleaming with a faint, gentle radiance. "I came from the gods, and to the gods I shall return."
She wore a neat, tailored suit. Her bearing was heroic, her gaze gentle. Under the glow of the green Magic Formations in the sky, her face somehow appeared a little fragile and pitiful.
Even Levi could not help feeling some pity at that moment. He wondered whether it was right for so many of them to bully one person.
But he quickly steadied himself.
"Girl, seeing how pitiful you are, it can't have been easy for you. I'm something of a gentleman myself," the Bald Man said from the other side.
Levi instinctively turned to look at the Bald Man, intending to remind him.
Then he heard the Bald Man