"Kill him, hee hee, as long as you let Adeline do it, Adeline will certainly be able to kill him." In Lilia's mind, there seemed to be a girl's giggling voice teasing her, simultaneously pulling at Lilia's emotions, making the anger in her heart burn even more intensely.
Lucien snorted coldly, casting a glance at the disheveled Lilia before him, his heart filled with mocking laughter.
Two months had passed, and with enough "Praise of Moonlight," he had solidified a total of 131 spiritual runes, far surpassing Lilia in quantity. In terms of purity, he was even more surpassing Lilia, who had practiced the Greybone Meditation Method, by more than one level.
That Lilia would even take the initiative to try to intimidate him by exerting spiritual pressure was like deliberately crashing into a steel plate.