Divine Throne of Primordial Blood Chapter 60: A story of a trance (below)

The president is Blaze, a young Arcana Race noble clan.

He has a handsome face of Major, but he also has a harder mind and devious means than a viper.

The death of Lord Roger and the prison guard reminded him that all of this might be related to Miss Donna, so when I rushed, it was already a trap waiting for me.

I was caught again.

Fortunately, I still haven't been considered an independent individual, they see me as a killing knife in someone's hand.

Unfortunately, they found King based on me.

I watched them take Kim away and torture him.

So I knew that I killed another master.

Another good host died because of me. Although I told them repeatedly that I was not directed by the host, they did not listen at all.

I didn't understand until a long time ago, not only because they did not believe that a puppet would make its own decision, but more importantly, they would never take a puppet to court as a murderer.

傀儡 is 傀儡, 傀儡 must have a master behind him!

Even if that's not true.

As for me, I'm just a knife.

As a killing tool, I also want to be destroyed.

This time I was completely destroyed, my whole body and my head were crushed.

But I still haven't died.

I feel like I'm floating, with Donna's consciousness, just flying in the air like this.

No one can see us.

I've been flying and flying, I just flew like this for a long time, until I saw a cricket.

That's a communication card. It has four arms and a bunch of inexplicable functional components. It looks very ugly.

Yes, it's ugly. Now I know what it means to be ugly.

I understand the ugly appearance and the ugly soul.

After going through all this, I started to understand what wisdom is.

Wisdom is lust!

Wisdom is ambition!

Wisdom is desire!

Wisdom is the union of all emotions!

My mood is crazy now.

I want revenge.

I want to kill those **** that killed my master after master.

But I don't have enough strength, so I want to make a new body for myself, an assassination that is unprecedented and convenient for assassination.

So I started learning Arcana Art with my new owner.

My new owner is still a Arcana Art Master, but he does n’t have Donna ’s kindness or Kim ’s innocence. He is an ambitious guy who thinks every day how to find better materials. He is also a puppet merchant like Lord Roger, but he is more focused on making various puppet uncommon materials. I followed him, traveled everywhere, and was accustomed to all kinds of sins.

That's why I have no pity for him at all.

If I weren't afraid of a plan failure, I could have framed the new owner in the way I used to.

But now, I need a stronger body to complete the plan.

I am desperately studying and collecting materials to complete my plan. My new owner never dreamed that I would steal his stuff.

Today, the new owner took me and a group of Arcana Art Master to explore the new unknown terrain.

As a communication puppet, my main responsibility is to detect all possible dangers and report them to the owner. Maybe because of the extraordinary soul, my reconnaissance ability is far more powerful than similar manyfold.

That's why, this time a powerful presence was found in this unknown area.

Primordial Beast!

A sleeping Primordial Beast.

I suddenly realized that my original plan was no longer needed because I had a better plan.

I did not issue any warnings, but instead told my new owner that there was no danger here.

not only that, I also sent this message to Blazer.

Yes, I told him that a rich ore vein was found here, representing endless wealth.

I know he will come.

They are all the same greedy.

Facing unowned wealth, they will surge like crazy flies.

And all I have to do is watch them quietly towards death.

The plan went smoothly in the beginning. A large number of Arcana Art Master came here. Sure enough, ore vein was discovered and started to dig.

But to my surprise, the Primordial Beast was never alarmed.

It's so huge, it's so big that Arcana Art Master acts on it like a group of ants crawl over its arm, even smaller than that, so that it can't wake it up at all.

I'm very anxious. If so, instead of completing my revenge, I will complete the **** and make them rich one by one.

And some of them Arcana Race also carry various scouts for reconnaissance. One day, sooner or later, they will find the horror of this underground sleep. By then, they will retreat and my plan will fail completely.

As the excavations continue to deepen, other scouts will soon discover the presence of Primordial Beast. I was more and more anxious, and I decided to venture deeper into the ground to stimulate the Primordial Beast to wake up.

I came to the depths of the ground vein, and with my super strong sense, I came to the top of Primordial Beast's head. However, no matter how I attack, Primordial Beast just doesn't wake up. I started to worry, and started to go crazy.

I decided to take the risk and attack Primordial Beast with my soul power.

Yes, that's my only way.

This Primordial Beast is too hard. My real attack has no effect on it, but the spirit attack from the soul level may be effective. This is my only way.

But then, Donna suddenly appeared.

She has been with me. I used to think that we had a unified consciousness, but at this time, I realized that it was not.

She tried to persuade me not to go because it was bound to be a journey that could not be turned back.

But I still decided to do it. Revenge and madness burned my mind and made me want to do it desperately.

But until then, I want to keep Donna.

I divided my soul, placed her in my body, and then I stimulated all my soul strength and rushed towards that Primordial Beast.

Fierceness of Devouring Metal.

It's funny. It eats gold. I eat. This may be the plan of fate.

What's most incredible to me is that I succeeded.

I just rushed into its consciousness, and then I realized that it was dead.

Yes, it's dead. It died like this in the deep sleep.

Although its physical body is strong, the power of soul is very weak. In the long sleep, soul gradually fades away and eventually dies in the sleep. The most amazing thing is that its body is not dead and still alive.

And I, Spirit Devouring Monster and 傀儡 's body fusion, are best at occupying this unconscious body that still exists. Even if it is a powerful and horrible Primordial Beast, I can still occupy it without my original consciousness.

So, Fierceness of Devouring Metal is resurrected!

I stood up, yelling at the sky with the strongest roar since I was born.

Then I saw it.

I saw the **** tremble under my prestige, and saw their desperate faces.

I laugh, and the laughter is still roaring like a sky.

I looked at their desperate faces, and a few Arcana Race's unwilling counterattacks. Then I ignored their attacks and swallowed them up like this, letting them become my eternal mountain with my body.

Brazer is dead, my new owner is dead, and those greedy Arcana Race noble clan are dead.

I am still not satisfied.

I want to rush into the Arcana Race empire, kill them in a bloodstream, and completely wipe out this evil world.

If it's not for Donna.

Donna is alive.

Of course she is alive. No matter who I kill, I can't kill her.

She stayed in my former body, looked at me, begged me, and asked me to let them go.

She is so kind, even so, she still guards them.

But I refused.

Anger and madness have burned my sanity. My only remaining sanity is not to hurt Donna, not to obey her.

But I still couldn't make it.

Because of this world.

After I became Primordial Beast, I finally understood why Primordial Beast was dormant.

Because Primordial Beast relies on primordial strength for survival, and primordial strength in this world has become increasingly thinner.

It's so thin that it can't support my huge body at all. When I stand under this sky, I just feel it difficult to breathe.

My throat is burning and the pain is burning, the sea of ​​primordial strength is boiling, and primordial energy in the whole body is self-burning, which is the self-backlash generated when primordial strength is in short supply.

Only dormant can reduce my own consumption and make me survive forever.

I can feel that if I forcibly kill Arcana Race, maybe it won't be long before I will be dragged down by my strong body.

Unfortunately, if I am a weaker Primordial Beast, I may be able to support it longer, but I am a strong Fierceness of Devouring Metal, but I cannot support it.

Even this appearance has been a huge blow to my life.

Even if I dormant again, I won't be able to last long.

Also, in this case, choose to sleep.

With Donna.

So I promised Donna that I would not attack Arcana Race, but Donna would stay with me. Similarly, although I will not kill those Arcana Race, but if they dare to come here again, I will still rush out and destroy them regardless of death.

Hate to Arcana Race, let me destroy my life at my expense!

Donna agreed.

But she is very clever. When she agrees, she sends out the news that there is Primordial Beast, so as to warn those Arcana Race not to come. Of course, she didn't say anything, but made up a reason.

That's fine.

No one will bother me and Donna.

That's it, I'm with Donna.

Donna will send warning messages to the outside world every so often that Arcana Race ignorance will not disturb us. I guess Donna didn't really want to protect them, but she wanted to protect me. But Donna doesn't always admit it.

It doesn’t matter, I know she loves me, that's enough.

Unfortunately, even then, my body is still inevitable. Not only because of the wake up that time, but more importantly, for Donna, my sleep was not thorough. My consciousness still maintained a certain degree of awakening. After Chang He Donna spoke because I didn't want her to be lonely. The result is that the body does not sleep enough and self-consumption increases.

I'm destined to be too long.

To this day, the body of Fierceness of Devouring Metal enters the final stage of decline.

I know this body is about to die.

I can die, but I can't watch Donna die like that.

I want to do something for her in the end.

I put the last strength of this body together and injected it into the core of Donna's body to create a guarantee shield. With the power of Primordial Beast, protecting a cricket, even after thousands of years, should be enough.

But I was wrong again, Donna didn't seem to want to live alone.

The moment she saw that I gave up on myself, she also chose to give up.

Our soul is fused together at this last moment.

Everything comes to an end.