Whew...
Ling Feiran couldn't help closing her eyes and taking a deep breath.
As those notes were torn apart, the heavy burden in her heart vanished. Her body felt light, and wind rose for no reason in the sealed room. Air currents swirled around her, sending her hair flying in the breeze.
She could feel a strange transformation taking place in her body.
There was a full-length mirror in the corner of the dorm room.
Ling Feiran slowly walked over.
In the mirror, she saw a pale golden halo appear behind her head. Black feathers pierced through her skin and clothes as a pair of wings spread from her back.
Just when she thought the feathers would cover her entire body, they gradually transitioned into Serpent Scales below her chest. The scales were densely layered and continued downward, changing back into black feathers at her calves. Her feet became eagle-like talons, while a nearly five-meter-long Scorpion Tail grew from her tailbone.
At that moment, Ling Feiran had a halo, wings, Serpent Scales, and a Scorpion Tail. She stood over two meters tall, half Angel and half demon.
She stared fixedly at her reflection, examining herself from head to toe, then from toe to head.
"This is... the West Wind Demon, Pazuzu," she murmured.
In Mesopotamian mythology, Pazuzu was a terrifying supernatural being of dual nature, a demon god who governed plague and storms.
After Mesopotamian civilization vanished and Christianity began to flourish, local deities declined. Some were completely forgotten by history, while others were denigrated as evil demons by religious scholars. Pazuzu, too, changed from a guardian god into a Demon, and its complexity was greatly simplified.
If Ling Feiran possessed an ordinary Demon Card, then the two Cards Feng Ling had sent would have been completely unsuitable.
It was