Outside the window, the owls carrying the red beetles had already vanished into the distant horizon. The sound of their beating wings gradually faded until it was gone entirely, leaving only a dead silence.
Amidst this quietness, Iblis leaned back limply against the side of the desk, her spine resting against the cold surface, her hands hanging limply at her sides as if every ounce of strength, down to the very last fraction, had been completely drained from her.
The black markings on her cheeks now looked like the awakened scars of a demon, expanding and spreading frantically, releasing an evil aura chilling enough to freeze the heart. This made her entire figure appear abnormally ethereal, as though she could detach herself from reality at any moment and vanish into absolute nothingness.
Chapter 223