Nearly identical faces, the same white hair—the only difference was those silver eyes, which represented the bloodline of the Fallen Angels!
Faced with this person, Vilafa's expression became extremely agitated...
Vilafa had always been cold and rarely showed such an emotional expression. In this world, there were only two people who could make her look like this: Sabo, and the man before her...
Of course, there was a difference. Facing Sabo, she was happy and worried. Facing this man, she was terrified!
"Big... big brother..."
"Oh?"
The newcomer let out a soft "oh." A slender, pale hand slowly reached toward Vilafa's long neck, while a trace of cruel amusement appeared on his face.
It was cruelty—the kind of expression a child might wear when seeing a colony of ants and smiling as he thought about stomping them to death. It was an innate cruelty!
Vilafa's entire body went rigid. Her powerful Star Rank strength seemed useless at this moment. Like a trembling puppy, she did not dare resist in the slightest.
"Didn't I tell you that if you called me that again, I'd twist your head off?" the man asked with a gentle smile.
He spoke the cruelest words in the gentlest tone.
Vilafa trembled and nodded repeatedly, clearly terrified to the extreme!
But just as that hand squeezed her neck until she could barely breathe, an extremely warm sensation suddenly spread from her chest throughout her body.
The man strangling Vilafa's neck abruptly withdrew his hand as if shocked by electricity, staring at her in astonishment.
From his perspective, Vilafa was now covered in a layer of bright-red flames!
Fallen Angels were naturally immune to fire, but not because their bodies were close to the Fire Element. Rather, their race itself possessed one of the highest-grade flames in the