The reward for the second Angel Hunting was very fair: as long as they held out until the end, every participant could obtain the same spoils.
But precisely because there were too many people sharing the loot, the reward each person received was actually worse than in the first Angel Hunting. Everyone had expected this, though. After all, the Source Angel had deliberately designed it this way in order to lure Demons and Spellcasters into slaughtering one another.
At least more than ten people had lasted until the end in the Golden Rain, including Philly and Niya, two bystanders who had eaten something they could not digest. With so many people sharing the Source Angel's Gold Hollow-Wing, Ash and the others were not surprised that each Spellcaster had only obtained three spell feathers. On the contrary, they were rather satisfied, because this time the White Bull had very generously given them a guaranteed reward: among the three feathers, one was a Flashy Colorful Feather with Radiant Flow.
"I already tested the Flashy Colorful Feather's effect last night."
Vishy said, "In short, it can transform into any spell color according to the Spellcaster's will. For example, my Soul Azure can transform into Prophecy Silent Black."
"You might think that one Flashy Colorful Feather is better than nothing, but not enough to play a decisive role. In fact, if you were still mortals, then the Flashy Colorful Feather really wouldn't mean much more to you than a single-colored feather.
"But I can tell you clearly that if this were in hell, every Demigod would be willing to sacrifice their own Fifth Void Wing just to obtain this one colorless feather." Igula raised an eyebrow. "Is it because mortals and Demigods have different bodies?"
Vishy nodded. "When a Spellcaster steps into the God