Chapter 1903

As Angela's agonizing screams pierced the air, her consciousness dissolved into a frenzied mess. "A soul of hell, why are you here?" A divine voice cut through the void. Unfazed, Zaafea replied, "I didn't mean to stir up trouble, but it was you who crossed the balance first." "The world is on the brink of change. Everything is for justice." "Boring." "Those who oppose are all demons!" Angela's spirit collapsed completely, and Zaafea was returned to reality. He went over to Vilgoth, who was still unconscious. "Not awake yet, huh? Looks like it's not over," Zaafea muttered and then looked toward the direction of the hall. The sky had darkened, and Angela was still floating in mid-air. However, her consciousness had dissipated and she was now a walking corpse. At this moment, a white light shone on Angela's face. Like a puppet on strings, she ascended to a higher place. The wings on her back disappeared, replaced by two new pairs. Her eyes gleamed as she looked down at Zaafea.