As pure white wings appeared, Lillian's wounds healed at an extremely rapid pace.

Her expression seemed to calm down, her pupils turning a deep black as she looked at Lu Ning with interest.

Just as she was about to speak, a crimson sword light arrived in front of Lillian.

Lillian reached out and grabbed, and a roar resounded as the crimson sword light struck Lillian's arm.

Red and white light enveloped the entire research room.

As the light faded, Lu Ning's body flew backward, and in mid-air, his flesh and blood grew back.

Lillian glanced at her own palm.

The snow-white palm developed cracks as if it were porcelain, and then shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.

Lillian whispered, "Interesting..."

She leaned forward to look at Lu Ning: "Human... I'm very interested in you, faith..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lu Ning reappeared in front of her.

This time, Lu Ning did not use the Crimson Sword to strike.

His hand landed directly on Lillian's chest.

Lillian seemed to be taken aback, and the next moment, her expression changed drastically.

Because a cloud of white mist was pulled out of Lillian's body.

As the white mist was pulled out, Lillian's wings on her back seemed to lose their source of power and began to collapse.

Lillian's previously calm but seemingly lifeless face regained its liveliness.

However, this vividness is filled with fear.

She struggled frantically, screaming, "Who are you?! Why can you pull out the power of my Lord?!"