There are some treasures buried just a few feet away.
At first, Chainsaw Angel objected to Dirnai's style and decided to flee New Taipei. At the same time, she took away many of Diernai's treasures. In order to store these treasures, she rented a luxurious suite in Huicheng District.
The private collection of an ancient mystic, Falosa has coveted it for a long time.
Falosa went to the cell to visit Chainsaw Angel. Without any effort on her part, Chainsaw Angel completely revealed the truth, including how to enter the room, where the treasure was hidden, and the password to the safe. She told them all in the most humble and respectful tone.
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"Keep up the good work," Falosa said softly.
"...Woof..." Chainsaw Angel shivered in the cell.
All of Farosha's threats are self-evident. As long as Chain Saw Angel does anything that displeases her in the future, Chain Saw Angel will be subjected to the most severe torture by Farosha. Even for the sake of his own skin, Chain Saw Angel can only
obedience.
As a reward for her loyalty, Falosa sealed the vents and windows of her cell.
If you want to travel, the fastest way is to take 101, and Farosha summoned her immediately.
101 held his breath and lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Falosa's face.
"Honorable God of Witches." She knelt down on one knee and raised her right hand, "Please use my power to your heart's content."
"What a cute child." Farosha said, while reaching out to stroke 101's hair.
Feeling Falosa's hand moving slowly on her head, which was supposed to be a friendly gesture, 101 felt uncomfortable all over, and fear was like a poisonous snake surrounding her, making her unable to move. Her current position was actually not very comfortable, but
She endured it because she didn't know what Falosa was going to do next, so she didn't dare to make any move.
101's performance completely satisfied Farosha. What she needed was for the witches to maintain this state. They must not show any independent and independent attitude in front of Farosha.
They are tools.
"It's time to set off," Falosa said, "to Huicheng District."
"Yes." 101 teleported Falosa to a safe house in Huicheng District. It was designed as a fully equipped hiding place and supply point, and also served as a dressing room.
101 was on guard outside the door. Farosha took off the antique robe and hung it on the cross hanger. Then she slowly put on a set of black pantyhose, a casual beige gauze dress, and a matching rose
A cyan pendant decorated with a gold chain, let the pendant sink into the gap, and finally put on black leather shoes.
Falosa looked in the mirror and felt something was missing. She picked up a casual white soft hat and put it on before walking out of the hiding place.
Taking a deep breath, 101 turned around and saw Farosha's new clothes. The ancient secret atmosphere had faded away, and the new casual outfit impressed 101. However, if anyone is fooled by Farosha's innocent appearance now, he will definitely fall into the trap of life and death.
An unpredictable outcome.
"Let's go." Falosa said easily.
The quieter 101 was, the more Falosha felt that she was a talent. Therefore, she was not stingy along the way and was willing to transfer important knowledge to her. 101 first took Falosha to the area near the Apple Orchard Food Filling Factory.
Recycle Chainsaw Angel's gear and aura.
"It is an excellent conductor that carries mysterious power. After it is completely crushed, it can be used to create new mysterious props." Falosa took the halo in her hand.
The halo is heavy, like a stone, stained by ink, one corner broken, the power on it has dried up, so it no longer shines.
"Used to carry your power?" 101 asked.
"This is natural," Falosa handed the halo to 101. "After recasting it, it can carry part of my magic power and can be brought to the battlefield by you to release the power of killing and recovery."
"Thank you, Lord Falosa." 101 nodded lightly.
"There is also the chainsaw, you can take it back and keep it." Falosa glanced at the red chainsaw, and 101 immediately wrapped it up and put it away.
Falosa was only interested in mysterious objects. She ignored the funds, jewelry and ordinary belongings found in the factory. She chose half of the best ones and sent them back to the industrial park, and then went straight to the hotel.
Chainsaw Angel had already told Farossa the room number and password, and she entered the house easily.
The angel himself had not been to this room for several years, and the cleaning staff could not enter, so the room seemed lifeless and dimly lit, giving it the atmosphere of an ancient treasure house.
Farosha found the safe on the wall, entered the password, and opened the door, revealing the Chainsaw Angel's secrets at a glance.
"The witch's power comes from the stars." She took out the objects one by one from the safe and placed them on the bed in preparation for the next selection. "The ancient mystics grew up from this land, and those who grew up from this land."
The huge creatures that fell from the starry sky are called external races."
"The stars, gods and witches are all above human beings." 101 speculation.
"Answer me," Falosha took out everything and then closed the safe door, "——Is it good or bad to distinguish the rulers from the ruled by the strength of their strength?"
101 Dozens of different answers ran through his mind.
You can answer "yes" because the strong should dominate the weak. This is the law of nature.
You can also answer "no", because weak people united can reverse the relationship of dominance, and history has proven this.
No, you must not think like this.
After all, it was Falosa who asked the question...
"In fact," 101 said, "there is only one person qualified to rule, and that is you."
Falosa nodded meaningfully.
"These are all for you." Farosha handed most of the props to 101 and only chose one bottle.
In that long-necked glass bottle, there are a large number of bright and shining light spots, like broken stardust, colorful, like hundreds of acres of flower fields condensed in a bottle, endlessly dazzling, and like a
The pieces of the rainbow are piled together.
"That's..." 101's eyes were instantly attracted to the bottle.
"Star sand can be used to build a private world." Farosha put the bottle away carefully. "They can be used to create a completely private new realm, a free home independent of this planet. Chainsaw Angel is really
He stole some good stuff, so we didn't make this trip in vain."
"This is a world that belongs to you." 101 whispered, "Congratulations."
"Behind the world," Falosa walked out, "there is a hole called the 'gap'. It can be said to be a new area completely different from this world. The ancient mystics have already discovered the mystery of the gap and built it inside.
They have their own homes. Well... the witch should also have one."
101 played with the mysterious props that Farossa didn't want. Even though Farosha didn't like them, they seemed to have their own uses, including three magic crystals of different colors, a bottle of dark green potion, and a bottle of magic brew.
A rose-shaped brooch, a richly decorated ornate bracelet and a neatly folded magic cloak.
She and Falosa returned to the industrial park. In the activity room, the witches were talking about how to use the big bonus to play. 101 looked around for 102, who was missing, and learned that she had gone to find the Chainsaw Angel.
102 heard that Chainsaw Angel was still alive and was being held in the industrial park, so he unconsciously walked towards her cell.
Through the door, 102 saw that even the ventilation railings and windows were blocked, no light could penetrate, and it was absolutely completely dark inside.
"You...are you in there?" 102 knocked on the door gently.
Hearing the voice of 102, Chainsaw Angel responded calmly.
"It's me." she said.
"It's so scary..." 102 still remembers the feeling of being cut by a chainsaw angel, and the severe pain and pressure suddenly returned at this time.
"Ah."
"Why are they all sealed up?" 102 touched the window and saw an iron plate welded to it.
"She said 'dogs' shouldn't see a ray of light."
"Who thinks you are a puppy?"
"There won't be another person among you who has such a bad habit."
"Ah..." 102 turned pale with fright when he thought of Falosa, "...I know. Are you hungry?"
"Hungry?" Chainsaw Angel was a little confused.
"I'm going to get you yogurt balls. They're delicious." 102 said, "We bought a new machine. When you press the button, a lot of yogurt balls will fall out."
"...I didn't expect that the person I was fighting against was still a child." Chainsaw Angel smiled softly.
"I am not a child." 102 said, "We grow three times as fast as ordinary people, which means I am already 15 years old! And I have defeated you. You must be more than 15 years old, but you still lost!
"
Chainsaw Angel suddenly felt the urge to cry, and she gently wiped away her tears.
"Hey..." Chainsaw Angel sighed.
"It's okay," 102 said, "Ms. Farosha won't pay attention to you all the time. When I find your chainsaw, I will dismantle the iron plate and hang the chainsaw somewhere you can see it from inside the house.
."
"I will pray for your soul," said the Chainsaw Angel. "Go, child, and I will pray for you every moment. You have more dignity than those who command you to fight. You have a higher nature than them."