When Su Xiao left the Old God Church, the Immortal Wizard Gus was sitting on the church steps, with a pile of bloodstained strips of cloth by his feet.
"Gus, the puppet I created..."
Dawn's weak voice drifted over.
"Based on Kukulin's deduction, the puppet is most likely that 'existence.' I told Nia long ago that puppets must not have hearts."
Gus released the chain in his hand. He had remained hanging upside down to ease his pain with his own abilities. To temper the holy silver, more than ninety percent of his body had suffered severe burns. An ordinary person with such injuries would be tortured into madness even if they survived.
"But she doesn't have a heart now."
Dawn's expression barely changed. Her gaze was unfocused, as though she were lost in thought.
"Does that matter?"
Gus grinned and tried to move his arm. Sparks flickered across his charred skin. The pain of tempering the silver had continued until now, but he had long since grown used to it.
"Is that normal, Gus? Don't let yourself be used."
Dawn closed her eyes and continued sleeping.
"He eliminated Sothoth, and I'll deal with the puppet for him. That's fair."
Gus looked at the tightly shut stone door. Two days later, in the dead of night, he would go find the puppet.
Bubu Wang, who had blended into the surroundings, passed through the wall. If everything went smoothly, two days would be enough. As for the puppet, there was nothing wrong with her. This was merely a smokescreen.
Su Xiao couldn't determine whether Gus, Dawn, and Laurent had problems, so he shifted their attention. That was why he had entrusted Gus to "eliminate" the Daughter of Sorrow two days later.
Su Xiao indeed couldn't determine whether the three Immortal Wizards