There was only a crisp sound like glass breaking, and the golden light shining through the spider-web-like cracks that were already all over her right arm became more obvious, as if it would completely turn into a sky full of golden light and disappear completely in the next second.
"If I were you, I wouldn't do anything too dramatic," Li Lin said calmly. "It would only hasten your death."
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Kyle spat out a mouthful of blood and raised his head with almost all his strength. His eyes, which had lost their luster and were almost unable to open, stared at the man in front of him.
"Justice...no...undying!"
"Gods die, just like mortals, and you are not a god," Li Lin said mercilessly. "You claim to be the embodiment of justice, but you are merely a mortal blessed by a true god. Even your so-called 'justice' is extreme."
"If you want to kill... then... do it."
Kyle's eyes were blank and she was breathing heavily. With every word she spoke, her health and mana dropped rapidly.
"Don't...have to insult...insult me..."
Li Lin shook his head and sighed.
The Angel Sisters were greatly influenced by the power of the Justice Star Spirits. Even now, Kyle still sticks to his inner "justice."
When will they realize that the beliefs they each hold dear, when combined, will be true justice?
Or perhaps, starting with their mother, Mishila, this "justice" has actually been distorted...
Unless the two sisters reconcile and truly connect with each other, the extreme emotions caused by the power they inherited will affect them for the rest of their lives.
Just when Li Lin's thoughts were in a mess, the intelligent computer reminded him and he looked up.
A black light flashed across the sky, and Morgana's sobbing voice came from above: "Sister!"
In a moment, she flew to Kyle's side, held her in her arms, reached out to touch her face, and looked sad.
Feeling the warmth and a trace of blood connection, the dying Kyle forced out a rare smile.
"younger sister……"
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