Crushing the final barrier, following the gaze of the eyes, the black light in Zhu Haomiao's eyes poured down like a waterfall into Athena's pupils.
As if ink was dripping into clear water, the originally crystal-clear eyeball gradually spread with thick black fog, little by little swallowing the spirit light deep in the pupil.
The pupils dilated, the vision unfocused, Athena's hands, tightly gripping the spear, slowly released and hung limply. The last wisp of spirit light in her eyes flickered unsteadily, like a candle in the wind.
The corner of his mouth slightly lifted, Zhu Haomiao hooked her chin, raising his fingers slowly.
Under the invisible power of the laws, Athena's body uncontrollably floated bit by bit, her hands raised, and behind her coalesced a giant dark cross.
Ssss~
Purple-golden nails condensed out of thin air, piercing Athena's hands and ankles, cruelly fixing her onto the cross.
