Pale Resentment looked around, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine.
He never imagined that he would be attacked by nine quasi-gods.
Who was the last quasi-god with such an honor...
Pale Resentment fell into deep thought. He suddenly felt that this fate was a bit miserable.
"He died not unjustly." Pale Resentment raised his head, with some inexplicable charm in his empty eyes. "I have been mentally prepared to die since the day I was born. Maybe death is a kind of... relief for me."
As the words fell, the body of Pale Resentment trembled, and its body began to collapse.
The memory hidden deep in its soul was peeled off inch by inch. The fragments of memory turned into specks of light and dissipated between the sky and the earth. The softness hidden deep in the soul was exposed to the air.
My name is Gloria.
I'm a puppeteer.
My teacher said that he brought me back on a snowy day. In our local area, Goliath means winter.
My master is the most famous puppet maker in the city. The puppets he makes are almost as exquisite as real people. There is an endless stream of customers who come to him to customize puppets. Inspired by his experience, I also started to learn how to make puppets.
I have been studying for thirteen years, but my teacher always said that the puppets I made had no soul.
Then I fell in love with a boy in the town.
He is very sunny and warm, just like the sun in the sky.
I had the first private meeting with him, and also had the second and third time.
Finally, Master caught me in a private meeting with him. The angry Master said that if he harassed me again, his legs would be broken and he would be sent to prison.
He fled out the back door in panic and never came back.
From then on, Master's attitude towards me changed, until that night when Master was drunk and entered my room by mistake...
The next day, Master gave me three days off so that I could have a good rest.
I made a decision, packed my bags and left the city that night. I didn’t know where I was going, I just took a train to another city.
I have no other abilities, I can only make puppets.
So I opened a small shop, and the days passed like this.
After that incident, I focused on making dolls. From that day on, I noticed that my dolls seemed to have something different from usual.
Each puppet I made was exactly the same as the one before, but their eyes became more... vivid.
One night, I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, and I noticed other movements in the shop downstairs.
Is he a thief
I picked up the scissors from the table and sneaked downstairs. Through the moonlight outside the window, I saw a man sitting on the floor with his back to me, covering his face and crying.
Its clothes feel familiar to me, I've definitely seen them somewhere...
I suddenly thought of it, and the scissors in my hand fell to the ground.
The crying stopped and the shoulders stopped shaking.
Then I saw it stand up, tiptoe to the wall and hang itself up.
A gust of wind blew through the windows that were not closed tightly, and the puppets on the wall swayed in the wind.
The next day, after not sleeping all night, I woke up and took all the dolls in the shop to the outskirts and burned them all.
The flames engulfed the puppets, and they danced in the flames.
The orange firelight illuminated my cheeks.
Looking at the puppets screaming in the flames, I felt a strange pleasure.
It turns out this is a doll with a soul...
From that day on, I made a batch every day and burned them by accident.
The ups and downs, the longing, the sadness, the happiness, all kinds of memories eventually disappeared and turned into a gray-white cloud that disappeared between the sky and the earth.
As the Pale Resentment dies, the soul threads connected to its body are shattered.
The soul threads connecting the beasts and humans in the tribe were broken, and with a pop, they all lay on the ground not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
But a trace of vitality was born from the condensation of their bodies from scratch.
"I'm alive." Xiao Yan looked at this scene with indescribable emotion.
There was a sound of wind behind him, and purple stars came from Yunmeng Swamp.
Gao Peng noticed the movement behind him, turned his head and saw Purple Star standing motionless outside the tribe, looking at the fallen people and a group of beasts in the Li tribe.
Purple Star was silent for a moment, walked up to Gao Peng, and looked down at Gao Peng condescendingly.
After a moment of pause, Purple Star squatted down and said, "Thank you."
After saying that, the purple star's eyebrows glowed with purple light, and a figure slowly floated out from its eyebrows, and finally landed steadily on the ground.
The white-haired old man with unkempt hair and sharp teeth has a stooped figure. "The old man is very grateful to you for avenging the people of our tribe and doing something I have never dared to do."
The old man laughed at himself, coughed in his chest, and covered the corner of his mouth with his right hand.
Gao Peng was a little surprised. He saw that the old man's right hand had completely turned into white bones, which was extremely shocking.
Seeing the look in Gao Peng's eyes, the old man rolled up the cuff of his right hand, leaving only bones on his wrist, not even a trace of flesh.
"I have been lingering just to live a little longer." The old man said calmly. “The longer people live, the more afraid they are of death.
I met a man when I was fighting aliens. He is called the Kingdom of the Dead by the foreigners. "
"Heaven of the Dead." Gao Peng asked Pang Dahai if he had heard of this name.
Pang Dahai said he had never heard of it, "It should be a new person who appeared after my death."
"If you face him one day, be careful of his beasts. All his beasts are undead. The most terrifying thing is that the undead is the Nine-Headed Pluto! A super powerful mutated beast."
The old man fell into memories and sighed, "Even if the battle of that year happens again, I don't have the slightest confidence to defeat him."
"After so many years, not only have I not improved, but my strength has continued to decline. He should be stronger now."
Gao Peng coughed, "What ability does the Nine-headed Pluto have?"
"It can reverse life and death and control the dead." The old man lifted up his clothes, and Gao Peng couldn't help but gasp when he saw his lifted robe.
horrible!
Twelve pairs of ribs are symmetrical side by side, and the spine at the back can even be seen through the gaps between the ribs.
Gao Peng has seen monsters more terrifying and disgusting than this, but this is the first time he has seen one in humans.
"It can turn all living beings into undead. When I was hit by this attack, my beast took the attack for me, and then it and I became what we are now." The old man said calmly.
The purple star standing behind the old man silently stretched out his big hand and put it on the old man's shoulder. His owl-like head cooed twice to comfort the old man.
It hasn't healed after so many years...
Although the aura of the purple star standing behind the old man has weakened to an extremely low level and looks harmless to humans and animals, the skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and it was a powerful god-level beast at its peak.
If you really risk your life and don't fight to the death, a god-level existence will definitely burst out with power that will shatter the world.
But in other words, being able to turn such a powerful god into such a moribund state and maintain it for thousands of years, one can imagine the power of the Nine-Headed Pluto.
"Ah-Dai, the Nine-Headed Pluto, I heard that he is from the undead system." Xiao Huang leaned against Ah-Dai with his shoulder and winked, "Do you have any ideas?"
Ah-Dai put his hands in the pockets on both sides of his black robe, and his dark golden chin was exposed under the brim of his hat.
Silence for two seconds,
"If Master has an idea, I have an idea."
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