The Little Girl suddenly began humming, but her song kept repeating the same lyrics:
[Brother, brother, you're so bad~ Laughing that my saw is dull~]
[What a lovely tree that is~ I'll hang my brother up in bits~]
[Brother, brother, you're so bad~ Laughing that my saw is dull~]
[What a lovely tree that is~ I'll hang my brother up in bits~]
As she hummed, the Little Girl seemed to get into the rhythm, sawing more and more happily.
Endless pain slowed Lin Yi from a run to a jog, then to a stumbling mixture of running and walking. The agony felt like eternal torment, leaving him distraught and helpless. At one point, he even considered cutting off his own arm.
He felt his vision blurring and his mind beginning to wither. To block out the pain, his brain had begun numbing his consciousness.
He felt that death was upon him. Neither Night Watchman "02" nor Lao Mo could possibly have foreseen this. The ever-reliable Old Kerosene Lamp was like a candle flame before the radiant moon when faced with Amon's Music Box.
And the "golden body" he took such pride in was utterly countered by the Little Girl's saw.
He really could not understand how this weightless Little Girl, who seemed not to exist, could use a saw like that!
"Wait... wait, wait, wait!"
An idea flashed through his mind-
"The Little Girl who seems not to exist!"
He seemed to have caught a glimmer of inspiration that could save him!
This Little Girl was a manifestation of the Law-Crafting Master's will seeping through Layers, so that saw certainly could not be an object from the present world either!
If it was not a real-world object, how could it saw through his arm?
Could the seeping contamination