Chapter 422 The Great Love Poet Can Also Fight _1

On the negative fifth floor of the Herram Prison, the grey-haired beauty emitted black mist from her body, like a sweeping thunderstorm, every note she sent out held invisible power.

There she stood, her eerie eighth-order presence was enough to make any living creature shiver.

The seventh-order warden lying on the ground was the best proof of her danger.

Her dark blue eyes were sharp and profound, her figure exuded supreme authority and elegance, as if she could see through everything.

However, the figure with black hair and green eyes standing in the distance always remained calm. Her eyes were clear, and it's as if the troubles and pressures of the entire world could not touch her.

"You...know that the regular way won't defeat me, so you try to pretend to be a different personality, right?"

The Phantom Great Love Poet pondered for a moment, seeming to have found the answer, a spark of surprise flashing in her eyes.