Her tone was relaxed and cheerful, as if she was chatting about family matters, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.
This attitude was like a match, igniting the long-suppressed anger in Elsie's heart.
He roared, his voice filled with endless resentment and anger, struggling to break free from his restraints.
But no matter how hard he tried, the invisible restraints were like a solid cage that prevented him from escaping.
Elsie's eyes were filled with despair and anger. He stared at Song Jiao, as if he wanted to carve her figure into his bones.
However, Song Jiao just stood there quietly with a mocking smile on her face, as if she was admiring Elsie's anger and despair.
Then, she turned and waved towards Li Yisi, her voice gentle and doting, "Li Yisi, come here, your prey is here." Hearing Song Jiao's call, Li Yisi ran out happily from the carousel nearby. She stared at the bound Elsie with wide eyes and curiosity, an excited smile on her face.
Song Jiao stretched out her hand, and a powerful suction force surged from her palm, instantly absorbing all of Elsie's abilities.
Elsie now has become no different from an ordinary person except that she still retains the characteristics of an angel.
He lay powerlessly on the ground, allowing Liis to stretch out her chubby little hands to grab his wings and drag him in front of Song Jiao.
"Sister, let's go back! I have a new toy." Li Yisi said excitedly, with anticipation shining in her eyes.
Song Jiao burst out laughing and rubbed Li Yisi's head lovingly: "Okay, okay, let's go back." As she said that, she took Li Yisi's little hand and turned to walk towards the direction of the Demon King's Castle.
In the underground cell of the Demon King's castle, Liis sat on a large table, her legs dangling in the air.
With a satisfied smile on her face, she waited for the anesthetic she had just injected into Elsie's body to take effect. After a while, she slowly picked up the scissors beside her and walked to the cutting board in front of her.
The chopping board was almost as high as her neck, and she had to stand on a wooden stool to barely see Elsie lying on it.
She reached out her small hand and stroked Elsie's smooth cheek, her smile twisted and sick: "Don't worry, little brother, it won't hurt! You will just slowly start to have trouble breathing, and then slowly wait for death."
As she spoke, she tilted her head and looked at Song Jiao who was sitting not far away, with excitement shining in her eyes: "Sister, I'm about to start! Let me see what's in his belly first." As she spoke, she raised the scissors in her hand, ready to start her "game".
Iss slowly picked up the scissors and prepared to cut open Elsie's belly.
The sharp blades of the scissors gently touched Elsie's stomach, and he felt a piercing chill.
"Mmm...mmm...mmm..." Elsie lay on the chopping board, her mouth bound by an invisible force, unable to utter a complete sound.
His eyes were wide open, filled with fear and despair of death.
He wanted to struggle and escape from this terrible place. Who would save him?
It’s better to be caught by the angel, at least the death will not be so painful.
Lies stood at the chopping board, holding a piece of intestine that had just been removed from Elsie's stomach.
She examined the intestine curiously, a look of morbid excitement on her face. She sighed softly, seeming a bit disappointed as she said, "So the insides of archangels are also red! I thought they were all black! Otherwise, why would they attack the demons so indiscriminately?"
As she said that, she threw the piece of intestine to the ground.
The intestines drew a parabola in the air and finally fell weakly to the ground, mixing with the blood flowing from Elsie's body.
Liis then continued to explore Elsie's body, taking out his internal organs one by one.
Her movements were skillful and quick, as if she was doing something very ordinary.
Elsie's body was shattered in her hands, and blood dyed the entire cell red.
Tears kept falling from the corners of Elsie's eyes, wetting the chopping board.
He felt his life slipping away bit by bit, his breathing becoming weaker and weaker.
After an unknown amount of time, Elsie's breathing finally stopped completely.
His eyes were still wide open, as if he had died with his eyes open.
Liis stopped what she was doing and looked at Elsie, who had died, with a satisfied smile on her face.
The entire cell fell into a deathly silence, with only blood flowing silently...
After a long moment, Song Jiao stood up and stretched lazily. Her movements were graceful and calm, as if nothing she had just experienced had affected her in the slightest. She said slowly, "Okay, Lis, you can now use the magic I taught you."
Liis was eager to try it out. She couldn't wait to walk over to Elsie and began to cast a spell. As the magic began to work, she saw Elsie's wings begin to change. The originally dull feathers gradually became as white as snow. She cried out in ecstasy, "Sister, it really turned white!"
Watching her clapping and jumping, Song Jiao hummed softly, a smile on her face. She knew that this magic not only restored Elsie's wings to their original whiteness, but also symbolized that the hatred between them had been resolved.
"Okay, Liis, I'm going to check out the situation in heaven." Song Jiao turned around and prepared to leave the cell.
"Go ahead, onee-sama!" Liis waved her hand and said, "I'm going to start making new toys." Her tone was full of excitement and anticipation, as if she couldn't wait to start a new adventure.
Meanwhile, the Celestial Realm fell into chaos. With the death of the Angel King, Elsie, the Celestial Realm was leaderless, and civil war erupted. Some advocated for a system of strength, believing that only the strongest angels could inherit the throne. Others insisted that the throne should be inherited by a close relative of the Angel King, believing this was a continuation of tradition and bloodline.
The two factions argued fiercely and finally could not reach a consensus, so they had to fight.
The war lasted for more than two months, and the angels in heaven suffered heavy losses, including those killed and injured.
At this moment, a mysterious angel suddenly appeared, holding an angel sword, and ended this ridiculous battle with his powerful strength and majesty.
He announced that he would restore order in heaven and look for a suitable candidate to inherit the throne of the King of Angels.
After this great war, the combat power of the heavens was greatly reduced. They had to keep a low profile and began to re-examine their own value and significance.
The mysterious angel gradually became a legendary figure in heaven and was revered as the "savior" by people.
Song Jiao, however, found it boring. After confirming that these people posed no threat to the Demon Realm, she slowly spoke, "Tuanzi, leave the mission world."
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