Tiantian carried Tang Xiaoling in her arms as she walked to an empty spot in front of the altar.
Callisto, who had returned to human form, followed close behind.
She kept feeling that the gazes around her were even creepier than her own eerie green eyes.
Some of these people looked at her as though they were looking at food.
And in fact, that was more or less the case.
Take Lucifer's daughter Shali, for instance. Although she was a fallen angel and had no need to eat,
the sight of the werewolf actually made her lick her lips, wondering whether this wolf would taste good.
That coat of fur, in particular, would make the most comfortable cushion to sit on.
As for collecting her?
There was no need at all.
No beast so lowly belonged in her collection!
The little girl being held in someone's arms, on the other hand, seemed well worth collecting.
Although she had no idea who Tang Xiaoling was, she could vaguely sense it.
The girl actually exuded the same noble air as she did!
If she was right, this had to be the princess of some faction in the East!
"Little one, what's your name?"
Shali wore a strange smile as she asked curiously.
Her dark red eyes kept sizing Tang Xiaoling up.
But her rude question immediately displeased Tiantian.
She first glanced at the Seraph Azazel beside Shali, then snorted coldly.
"Keep your master in line. Otherwise, if something happens, you won't be able to answer for it!"
Tiantian recognized their race at a glance.
After all, those black wings on their backs were far too conspicuous.
No one but the fallen angels of Western Hell would have them.
She did not yet know who these two were, however.
But from observing them,