Chapter 1629: Chapter 860: Freedom (Part 3)
Now He has understood.
“Damn it, damn it, damn it, that thing is a True God’s Relic, a Saint’s remains, I fucking…”
An angry roar of the Demon God echoed in the Demon King’s Palace.
anwhile, in the Abyss, an exceptionally handso Angel with twelve dark wings suddenly sneezed.
“Tch, who’s thinking of again? Could it be Adam? Hmm, it has been a while since I played gas with him. How about finding soone to hang out with him again?”
This terrifying aura of the Demon God murmured to himself.
………
On the other side, in the Dragon King Era, Night City.
After enjoying a delightful dinner, Dorothy had a wonderful sleep in the Fenrir Family, and she even had quite a strange dream.
In her dream, she was a pile of rubble, and then molded into a puppet by two horrifying beings, thrown into this city of sin, where everything her eyes touched was filthy.
Until one day, a Giant of Light ca here and reached out to her.
“Do you want to be my daughter?”
At this mont, the puppet, long stained black by the mud, showed a sweet smile and grasped the giant’s hand.
“Hers, wandering for half a lifeti, holess, only wishing for a ho. If you don’t mind, I wish to recognize you as my foster father.”
The unfeeling mud puppet said this.
Though the Giant of Light’s gaze froze, he eventually said nothing, rely sighed and took the puppet ho.
The two of them lived a truly father-daughter-like, wonderful life.
Until one day, the puppet personally plunged a sharp knife into the heart of the aging giant.
At that mont, covered in the giant’s Heart Blood, the puppet was very calm, as everything was rely the Master’s task.
She had no heart, naturally lacked emotions.
However, the puppet who completed the task didn’t leave imdiately; she continued living in the giant’s ho as usual, day after day.
However, from that day, she often recalled the dying giant’s consistently calm and gentle eyes.
“Thank you,”
That fellow even said, “thank you” to her at the end.
Why thank her? Humans seem to say such things only after receiving help, so did I help him with sothing?
Was he also a puppet? Otherwise, why was he so calm?
The puppet, supposed to be heartless, began feeling confused, then unexplainably uncomfortable.
She started not wanting to stay in the ho marked by the giant’s traces.
Luckily, she also received new tasks from the Masters, so she left the ho where she lived for 30 years.
Hmm, just a short thirty years; she waited so long for the giant to beco weak until he didn’t have the strength to lift his hand anymore, only then did she cautiously act.
Although she thought that if she hadn’t acted, the Giant of Light probably wouldn’t have survived the day.
Ugh, humans, truly fragile beings.
She reflected like this, and then she t the next task target.
It was a witch as dark as mud.
However, the puppet unconsciously frowned.
She didn’t like this guy.
Uh… what does not like an?
The puppet pondered with confusion.
She touched her chest, feeling as though a subtle change had taken place within her.
Why didn’t she like this witch? Aren’t they the sa kind, both made of mud?
The puppet’s confusion deepened.
She looked down at her hand, seeing full vivid red.
She suddenly began disliking herself too.
So, what does dislike an?
…..Hobody Witch dreaming…..
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