Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

Mind, this question is well chosen. "

The sound of the high heels hitting the concrete floor was extremely crisp, but combined with the lingering aura around the woman, it seemed extraordinarily heavy.

The youth's question was like an over-sharp poison-poisoned dagger, severely peeling off her untouchable scales.The black blood mixed with toxin slowly dripped down the pale and cold blade, but the consequences he caused were unbearable.

She came straight to Fyodor, the anger contained in her actions was like a volcano rolling hot magma, and it was about to spew out in the next moment.The woman lifted the opponent's chin forcefully, and her expression was so cold that even the young man felt a little unnaturally withdrawn.

The eyes of the two are now meeting, and Fyodor can even see his pale and bloodless face through her pupils rolling with thick malice.

"Mikhail, do you know why I never call him by that name?" The woman's lips parted lightly, without the slightest smile on her face.

She tightened her fingers relentlessly on the young man's chin, as if she wanted to crush his bones with such strength.

In a daze, Fyodor heard the other party's words that seemed to be crying.

"That was never his real name, you sinner who even stole his last proof of existence."