Davis finally realized it. The skills that the angel bloodline had checked-in for were basically divine spells that were more above average, suitable for one-on-one battles like knights.

They were perfect for large armies to fight, but when small groups of people fought, they would be at a considerable disadvantage due to the lack of flexibility.

For his demon bloodline on the other hand, the skills were more vicious or perhaps even sinister. They were all very suitable for use at a disadvantage.

Therefore, its flexibility was also more varied.

Because he had two different bloodlines, he could learn two opposite possibilities.

Strengths and weaknesses made up for each other, and good and evil can be used together.

In the eyes of others, Davis might just be a poor little angel with only one wing, but no one knew that he was already an archangel at level nine and nearly on par with a principality.

It was a state that many angels would never be able to reach in their entire lives.

Davis felt the power in his body. He felt that his low-profile development plan was being carried out in an orderly manner, without the slightest error.

As he thought of that, he walked forward to complete his mission of retrieving the borrowed books.

"Little Guy, how are you?"

"Little Guy..."

Many angels from within the choir greeted him.

He smiled and nodded. He liked such an environment and was very fond of the people there.

Every time he went out, he would receive many gifts.

With these angels' own feathers, the holy tree's fruit...

"I like this place, I like everything here, but...

"I hope that we'll never become enemies..."

At the same time, a thought that was under the influence of his body's demon bloodline arose from his heart.

"I need to become stronger, so strong that I can eventually turn this place into my private property..."

He arrived at the inner part of the choir and finally saw the angel who had borrowed the book.

"Are you here to collect the books? Angelina seems to have started grooming you...

"That's about right. Every angel should have their own job..."

That angel's name was Liv.

She had an oval face, dewy eyes, and seemed like an eloquent speaker.

She wore a shirt that exposed her arms, and their fairness made Davis's heart beat faster.

"Huh? Is something wrong?"

Davis immediately sensed that something was wrong with his reaction.

When Liv turned around, he spread his other wing when no one was looking and released all his strength.

One of his eyes immediately turned blood-red. If anyone stared at it, they would notice that it was pure evil...

"As expected, I knew something was wrong..."

In his eyes, Liv's body actually hid a dark aura.

He gathered all of his power into the demon's eyes, and the color of his pupils became even stranger.

At that point, Davis's eyes saw black spots on Liv's wings.

That was the sign of a fallen angel!

He did not expect that there would be a fallen angel hidden in a place like Paradise Island, the enemy of pure white angels.

Seeing that Liv was only at the initial stage of the archangel leve, Davis could not help but have a thought, 'Should I take Liv as a blood slave?'

He could clearly feel that the demon bloodline in his body had commenced a level suppression on Liv.

He began to look at Liv from head to toe in an unbridled manner.

At this moment, the two of them came to the inner part of the choir, and the system once again sent a notification:

[Notification: Do you wish to complete your check-in to the choir.]

"Check in!"

[Congratulations, Host! You have successfully checked-in and obtained a reward!]

[Notification: Congratulations, Host! You have obtained 10,000 years of divine power!]

[Ding! Host has checked in to the choir. You have obtained an S-rank grade defensive item, 'Angelic Protection'!]

Davis raised his eyebrows. It was the first time he had obtained a specific item other than divine power and skills.

Davis took out the item that had suddenly appeared on his chest.

It was a cross made up of an angel's wings and a flaming sword that represented judgment.

The holy aura on it was so dense that it shocked him.

He rubbed the cross in his hand and looked at the system's description of this item.

[Description: 'Angelic Protection' is made of the wings, blood, and archangel sword of Vontel, the ancient judgment angel, after his death. This cross was gradually formed under the influence of holy light. It is indestructible and extremely strong in defense.]

[Remark: By injecting the power of light, you can summon a protective light shield to defend against attacks from the outside world.]

Fallen judgement angel?

Davis looked at the system's conclusion regarding the identification of this cross and could not help but frown.

Although the judgment angel was not an angel's level of strength and was only a position, only a seraph could assume that position.

The angels of Paradise Island were all powerful representatives, and they were also heroes who fought the outside. Almost every seraph's achievements were recorded in the history books.

But he had been on Paradise Island for so long. He had never heard of a judgment angel called Vontel!

It was not recorded in the library's history books!

He knew that Vontel must have been like the ancient War of Gods, which was covered up by history and sealed off by someone...

In any case, he committed the name Vontel to memory.

[Ding! Demon bloodline activated, checked-in mutation, obtained additional reward. S-rank demonic item, 'Demon Soul Bracelet'.]

[Description: Demon Soul Bracelet, an invisible item. It can use the power of the demon soul to confuse the opponent. Very secretive. Success rate is high when used with a curse spell.]

Davis looked at the introduction of this item and smiled.

With this item, the chances of subduing that blood slave were even higher.

It was very rare for an angel to fall, especially in a place like Paradise Island. There was probably no one else other than Liv who was a fallen angel.

Fallen angels were either angels who were tempted and had desires, hence the name falling, or they were born as fallen angels...

No matter which one it was, Davis was very curious.

Soon, Liv took out the two books that she wanted to return.

"These are the two books. It's really troublesome. I still need you to come here personally..."

When she handed the books to Davis, he silently chanted in his heart, 'Devil Soul Bracelet, activate!'

Liv stroked her head, feeling as if there were some voices in her head that kept saying something...

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Would you like to see the Healing Angel?"

Hearing Davis's words, Liv quickly waved her hand and refused, "No, it's nothing. It'll be fine soon."

How could she dare to see the healing angel if she was a fallen angel? Doing so would only give her identity away!