When giving everything he had—even sacrificing his body—still failed to bring victory,
when the final hope that had suddenly arrived turned into even greater despair,
Dugar finally realized that he was merely a slightly more capable member among countless Rat Citizens. Without the Abyss's assistance, he would have failed along the way long ago.
He was utterly incapable of standing alongside that city lord. He had always been a loser.
Fierce thoughts collided endlessly within his mind. His already unstable Consciousness Body, eroded by the Abyss, completely collapsed at that moment.
The Green Chancellor abandoned by the Abyss. In the end, Dugar was reduced to nothing more than a cracked old rat skull falling to the ground. Though the skull still radiated vitality, its eyes had already grown dull and vacant.
William watched the scene before him and could not help recalling his "classmates" from the Orphanage.
Some children with insufficient mental resilience would become like this after enduring a series of blows. They had suffered no external injuries, and their bodies were still functioning perfectly, yet the person inside was already dead.
"Little Grape, you handle the rest... Jin and I are going out to talk."
The black ball on his shoulder rubbed its little hands together. It had been waiting for this for a long time.
It performed three and a half turns in midair before landing steadily on the surface of the rat's head. Then it waved its slender arm, which had only three fingers. "You two hurry up and catch up. This Grape is going to make use of all the resources here."
"William, let's go~ This place really stinks!"
"Wait a moment."
At William's wave, Thirteen soon ran over.
"Jin, this is the candle doll I bought from Lamp City. His name is Thirteen."
"Oh~