A gentle force took over the masked woman, and the Crane instinctively rubbed its delicate nose.
At this moment, both of them seemed to dream of a time ten thousand years ago, how familiar this scene was.
"I'm fine."
The masked woman's neck seemed a little red, still that shy girl.
The Crane showed a warm smile and turned to look at the Godly King wearing the Divine Crowns.
"So powerful, yet still so fearful to annihilate the Hominini."
He raised his head, with a mocking smile on his face.
The Crane slightly raised his hands, and countless fragile bubbles, shimmering with a beautiful glow, eerily appeared between Heaven and Earth.
Pop!
It was a gust of deathly black wind when that bubble shattered.
The storm of death engulfed Lucifer right on the spot, a death storm not belonging to this world.
Hasaga.
Lucifer's body revealed ghastly white bones, yet he seemed not to care in the slightest.
As long as he wished, he could instantly condense the toughest body in this realm.
