Doll Rabbit let out a shriek more piercing than ever before. Its twisted-off body had gone completely still, but its head continued to struggle desperately, refusing to give up its attempts to attack the tentacles wrapped around it.
Seeing this, Ji Xie tore at it again-and what lay inside the doll was not a skull, but an intact human head of flesh and blood.
The head had been severed at the neck, leaving a smooth, even cut where the ends of blood vessels and the windpipe were faintly visible. Though a long time had passed since he had been sewn into the doll, the skin of his face showed no sign of decay, and his eyes were wide open, as though he were still alive.
The tentacles forcibly dragged the head out of the doll, then slammed it into the floor.
There was clearly no restraint behind that blow. The instant the head struck the floor, it burst into a bloom of blood, accompanied by a sharp crack. The skull inside had probably split apart too, and even the Toy Factory's floor was left with a clearly visible crater.
Once the head had been removed, the doll could no longer move. All that remained on the floor was a mangled, bloody head and a mess of fabric and stuffing whose original shape was impossible to make out.
Since meeting Ji Xie, this was the first time Li Xian had seen him like this. He radiated a cold, vicious ruthlessness Li Xian had never witnessed before, yet it all vanished once he finished off the doll and turned toward him.
Li Xian froze for a moment. Then he saw the tentacle that could so easily twist a final boss to death gently wrap over his eyes.
It was cold.
That was