Specter's Vengeance???
Which one is my destiny?!
I really wanted to slap Pan Lili across the face. The High Priest and the Shepherd God are dead, who the hell are you to play god here!
"Oh? Are you the Shepherd God?"
Pan Lili's gaze grew deeper. There was no natural light in the temple, but her body gradually began to emit a soft glow.
"Batu, no matter what he is, just get rid of him!"
Even though Mr. A appeared as kind as ever on the surface, deep down he was still the ruthless killing machine.
Watching Pan Lili gradually become transparent, Mr. A licked his lips, a bloodthirsty smile appearing on his face.
"Something so beautiful can only exist eternally if it's shattered!"
Are you a pervert?!
I looked at Mr. Yi speechlessly. I didn't expect this seemingly honest guy to be so twisted inside.
"This is... your... destiny..."
As Pan Lili's whisper faded, the blue lines became thinner and thinner, almost to nothing. Pan Lili finally turned into a silent crystal statue.
I was speechless for a moment, looking at the beautiful statue before me, not knowing what to do.
"How should we handle this statue? How about we move it?"
I watched Mr. A, suppressing the excitement in his heart, feign inquiry.
"I don't want anything more to do with this ghost. If you like it, take it."
Looking at Pan Lili, who had turned into crystal, I sighed helplessly. I had no good feelings for Pan Lili, as she had betrayed me and almost killed me.
Moreover, the power of the Wood God had once possessed her. Although it might be gone now, who knows if there were any contingencies.
Since the pervert Mr. A liked it, let him deal with it.
I watched as Mr. A grunted and hoisted the crystal statue onto his shoulder, and then walked out of the great hall with him.
As we walked towards the outside of the temple, the path was littered with dead bodies – temple guards and Shepherd God's proxies, all in a gruesome state.
Ultimately, humans are flesh and blood. For the Shepherd God's proxies, I could only say they deserved it, but for the temple guards, my feelings were more complex.
On one hand, as the Temple Commander, these people were once my subordinates, and they ultimately fought the High Priest because of me, dying here.
On the other hand, I am not a native of this deserted island, and I am currently in conflict with the Du'an tribe.
With mixed feelings, I walked to the entrance of the temple. I saw Mr. A pull out the last TNT from his bag.
"Let this cursed place cease to exist with the death of the High Priest."
With an explosion, the temple entrance collapsed, burying Hu Tu, the High Priest, and the Shepherd God in dust.
Perhaps after an unknown period, someone would dig open the temple entrance out of curiosity, bringing this bloody and brutal history to light.
"Then we part ways here."
I looked fixedly at Mr. A, knowing that from this moment on, we would go our separate ways. If we met again, it would likely be as enemies.
"Batu, since we're parting, can you tell me your real name?"
Mr. A smiled at me, like a cunning fox.
"Alas, at this point, does a name still matter?"
I wasn't surprised that Mr. A could guess my identity. After all, he was sharp-minded and had likely sensed something amiss about me all along, but had simply not pointed it out.
"Hahahaha, you're right. I hope we can share a drink next time we meet."
Mr. A laughed heartily and then, carrying the crystal statue, walked down the path into the forest without looking back.
A drink? More likely a bullet.
Watching Mr. A's retreating back, I smiled and made a gun gesture.
I had a premonition that not keeping this guy here this time would bring me a lot of trouble later on, but ultimately, I wasn't someone who could attack former comrades.
Mr. A walked away without a backward glance. Aside from a pang of sadness at parting, my heart was filled with longing for the women I loved.
Shangguan Yao, Luo Yaqin...
I'm coming back to you now!