"Directly breaking into the high heavens, truly worthy of the Witch of Death." The God of Destruction's gaze finally settled on the Witch of Death, and the eye on his forehead opened completely.
He couldn't afford the slightest complacency, even though both were Universal Level powerhouses, there were differences in strength.
This was like beings who were both at the pinnacle of humanity, yet an ordinary human pinnacle was not on the same level as Ahtal, even though they were theoretically at the pinnacle of humanity.
Moreover, the Witch of Death might not still be at the Universal Level.
"..." The Witch of Death did not speak, her sapphire-like eyes cold, as she lowered her hands crossed at her chest, her aura becoming dangerous in this moment.
The oppression of death made people feel suffocated.
And at this moment.
"Witch of Death, have you stolen... destiny?" The Goddess of Life's voice was extremely calm, standing in front of the God of Destruction.