Not only can they not aggravate Margaret's condition, but they can't even poison Byron.
Like water droplets falling onto a lotus leaf, leaving no trace behind.
This opportunistic individual never was a strong-willed character; repeated failures made him cry out in disbelief:
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!... "
Yet his voice only emerged from his throat, his face increasingly resembled a rigid mask, and the emotions in his eyes grew more indifferent.
His body began to quietly swell, the fleshy parts gradually disappeared, replaced by angelic gold and silver claws and an eerie, grotesque human face armor...
Obviously, like all the 'Celestial Descent' acquired through shortcuts, the external 'Heavenly God' was seizing the moment of his spiritual turmoil, slowly assimilating his soul.
Now even his flesh was beginning to transform, soon his entire being would take on a different shape, becoming a battle machine with only a 'mechanical mindset'.
