Dead... naturally, it was not that easy.
This body was made entirely of metal—even if it was canine, it was metal through and through.
Taiyinzi could not even feel pain—the reason he had let out that utterly horrific scream was, naturally, the psychological shock of that kick.
It made Taiyinzi begin to question his life. Ever since entering the Penglai Treasury, had even one thing gone smoothly?
"What's wrong with this old dog?" Gongsun Wuwo picked the metal dog up again.
He discovered that the metal dog's expressions were surprisingly rich—from its initial panic to its current look of having nothing left to live for, they were astonishingly vivid.
Gongsun Wuwo shook his head indifferently, only to find that the old metal dog had lost all its spirit. After that, no matter how he threatened it, even after stomping on it several more times, the old dog made not a sound, as though it had gone stupid.
"Stop wasting time on this strange dog," Gong Fanxing said, shaking her head. "There are still several secret areas. Let's check those first."
Gongsun Wuwo nodded and casually tossed the metal dog toward Jiang Zuo.
Jiang Zuo caught the metal dog and cradled it in his arms. He grabbed its hind leg, curiously spread its legs apart, and fiddled with it inside and out. He, too, noticed that its expression now truly resembled an empty shell, and clicked his tongue in wonder.
Just then, the metal dog's eyes slowly moved to Jiang Zuo's face. After meeting his gaze for a moment, they slowly lowered again to its hind leg, which Jiang Zuo was holding.
A certain soul inside the metal dog, feeling that he had already lost something, would rather have died at the hands of the newly resurrected Count Dekleya.
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