At this moment, on a light throne, a child seemingly around the age of 10 with long white hair and completely white eyes had a deep frown on his adorable face, making him appear even cuter.
However, standing below the light throne, an extremely charming woman with long golden hair, pale skin, pointy ears, and bewitching spiral eyes wearing long golden robes was glancing solemnly, with a hint of apprehension in her eyes, at the mystical markings engraved on the side of this child's neck, which seemed to be alive and releasing a faint yet terrifying aura.
She didn't dare to show any disrespect in front of this child because she knew his appearance was a façade and this child could destroy an entire galaxy with a wave of its hand if it wanted to.
Whiteness, who had been staying here for almost six decades, was in a gloomy mood after he heard Eliza's report.