You think gouging out your own eyes will deprive the darkness of its power and return everything to an invisible chaos... Impossible.
A radiance shot from Angel Nan's palm. The next moment, the girl's eyes recovered as if nothing had happened. Only the blood tears remained on her cheeks, seemingly dry yet still wet.
"You really are extreme, aren't you, rebellious girl?" Angel Nan sneered disdainfully. "Unfortunately, there are no parents here who'll tear their hearts out and suffer with you because you hurt yourself."
"Let... go of me..."
At her words, Angel Nan roughly shoved the girl to the floor. The floor was exceptionally hard, and it hurt.
It hurt, and it was cold.
It had always lived here, in this lonely, hard... painful place?
The girl could not help staring at the distorted, indescribable, ominous demon species before her. Her throat seemed to spasm... Then, all of a sudden, she snatched up the unlit candlestick beside her and stabbed it toward the ominous demon species.
The candlestick was sharp.
The ominous demon species, which was busy devouring fresh flesh, seemed not to notice.
Even after the candlestick pierced its body, the ominous demon species still showed no reaction—or perhaps it simply could not be injured by this!
Black fur instantly wrapped around the girl's body, tightening and pulling. The next moment, the black fur tore her apart.
Her limbs, torso, and head split apart, her dismembered corpse scattering across the great hall.
The girl died once, as though she had directly experienced true death... Her head rolled across the hall, her eyes wide open, until Angel Nan picked it up.
The next moment, her scattered limbs and body began converging.
The divine-domain authority granted by the backstage Connection Pod made Angel Nan almost like a true god within