Scarlet blood sprayed from his back like flowers.
Blood splashed among the fluttering feathers.
Like shattered blossoms bursting into bloom.
Zuo Zuo stared blankly at the scene, watching the brilliant silver light surrounding him fade. Only then did she finally realize that Head... he had never used his Curse Removal ability at all.
That was right.
Judging by the timing and the number of times he had used it, that ability was still on cooldown. He had no way of suppressing the cursed personality inside the Matriarch right now.
Yet even so...
He had still deceived everyone, still charged over without any fear of death...
He was...
Gambling with his own life!
"Head!!!"
At that moment.
Zuo Zuo let out a piercing scream, desperately trying to summon her power to take him away. She knew all too well that now that Head had lost the ability to unleash curses and could no longer perform Curse Removal, he had almost nothing left that could save his life.
She knew he still had one last Doll Substitute, but he couldn't use that doll lightly, or he would suffer the most terrifying curse!
He was staking his own life on the outcome!
She struggled fiercely, but he held his left hand firmly under his control. Like a steel clamp, his grip left her no way to seize control.
It was as though his mind was made up.
Beneath the vast shroud of darkness, his hands clutched the Fallen Angel's back. No one could see his expression, only his desperate, unyielding embrace and the drops of scarlet blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
It was as though even time had fallen silent.
The Angel stood there in a hollow daze, the six pairs of enormous wings behind her as sharp as black