"Submit!"
"We are willing to submit!"
"For the survival of the angel race, we cannot die!"
The Holywing Angels spoke one after another.
They finally understood that they were nothing more than fish on the chopping block. If they did not want to die, their only choice was to lower their heads.
Carodion nodded.
"Sign the Soul Pact. Those who refuse—die!"
The Holywing Angels had no other choice. They could only sign the Soul Pact.
The moment the Soul Pact was signed, their lives were no longer in their own hands.
With a single thought, Daniel could make them drop dead on the spot.
But in order to survive, they had to sign!
Daniel watched the scene coldly.
His gaze passed through the firmament dyed in golden light, and his thoughts drifted back to the distant past.
He thought of that era—
The era when humanity had crawled beneath the feet of the Godkin!
