"God..."
"An inheritor?"
Listening to the information White Corpse revealed, Han Su felt his head swell as if it had been squeezed.
He had considered where the monsters in the Ancient Castle came from before, and had even thought of legends about gods and the like.
But Han Su had always found it hard to connect those monsters with the idea of gods.
Not only because they could be injured. More importantly, what kind of god would kidnap children?
But White Corpse clearly knew plenty of things Han Su didn't. He spoke with such certainty, so...
...Was the Ancient Castle Kidnapping Case about gods choosing an inheritor?
What... what was that supposed to mean?
"Damn them! They all deserve to die!"
Looking at the confusion on Han Su's face, White Corpse felt only mockery and absurdity.
His voice was filled with restrained madness. "Bai Senmang, those gods, those Secret Schools, those ambitious bastards..."
"What kidnapping case? It was a sacrifice. I knew nothing, and he sent me into that hell."
"He coveted the power of the gods, but sent me in to suffer. Bai Senmang deserved to die!"
"Those gods chose me, then looked down on me. They deserved to die too..."
"Those Secret Schools kept saying I'd gained a higher power and asking me to cooperate with their experiments. They said I was the inheritor, and told me all those pretty lies, making me transform again and again. Then, in the end, they realized they'd made a mistake. Hahaha! They deserved to die too!"
"And whoever came up with that idea deserves to die most of all!"
"..."
His voice grew louder and louder. At last, he glared at Han Su. "You deserve to die most!"
"You'd already escaped that hell. Why did you steal the most precious thing?