"Th... What a terrifying aura..."
Above the white clouds, the Saints of the Seven Capitals stared in horror at the life born beneath a Super-rank.
A new Saint?
No, this wasn't a Saint. This was a swindler who had stolen the fruit of a Super-rank Saint... A swindler with such terrifying power that all the Saints were rendered helpless!
"Lilith! Who exactly is that person?!"
The Saints then looked at Lilith, the woman slumped on the ground with her head lowered in utter silence. She had just come into contact with the one who had stolen the Super-rank, so she seemed to know who this mysterious person was.
But at this moment, facing the questioning gazes of the Saints, Lilith paid them no attention.
This shouldn't be happening... I'm Saint Lilith already!
She subconsciously grabbed her hair. She wasn't afraid; she simply couldn't understand... She even felt as if she had been utterly defeated.
Super-rank... Super-rank!
According to the original plan, she should have been the one to receive this Super-rank!
How could it be a Super-rank? During the Rite of the Day of Suffering, how could these Saints of the Seven Capitals be willing to sacrifice so much to create a Super-rank? At most, they would only create a rank of a similar level!
If... if I hadn't agreed to that fellow surnamed Luo...
The Super-rank would already have been mine.
As for this Saint position, I don't want it anymore...
Damn it...
"Lilith, answer me!"
The Saints' questioning rang out again. Lilith, who had been slumped on the ground, finally raised her head. Her cold, resentful gaze swept across the weakened Saints.
"You self-righteous fools, can't you be quiet?"
"Wh... What did you say?!"
"A bunch of useless trash spoiled by God... You have no right to speak