Mikael remained silent, his gaze indifferent, but the radiance on his wings grew brighter, burning hot like a pure white sun.
"You truly believe the Fate Protection upon you can resist the Holy Light of My Lord?" Mikael said faintly.
"How would I know without trying? Just like the Wisdom Angel Cherub back then—only by trying did he realize, even God bleeds!" Evelyn Walker chuckled, her gaze filled with nostalgia. "And also, please stop shining in front of me. Long ago, I already found the one true sun in my life. Compared to him, your Holy Light is so dim. Hahaha..."
Evelyn Walker burst into laughter, the Chains of Light on her body trembling nonstop, constantly scorching marks onto her pale skin.
Yet, the intense pain could not shake her in the slightest. Instead, her gaze turned obsessive as she murmured:
