"Puppet only ended up where it did today because it lacked wisdom. And we aren't in a position to judge whether it was right or wrong. Perhaps, in its own eyes, everything it did was right."
Night Fiend rarely defended anyone else, but Puppet was an exception.
The dead Puppet was no longer that troublesome Child of Guyinduo, but merely the grubby doll Night Fiend had once held.
Death was where everything returned.
"Do you think Xu Le will really come here?" Black Sheep had never understood why Night Fiend thought so highly of Xu Le.
It always felt that Xu Le was somewhat unreliable. He was too young.
But Night Fiend merely smiled and asked in return:
"What do I think?"
"Yes, what do you think?"
"I think he'll pierce the darkness with extraordinary clarity and decisiveness, letting light pour through the cracks."
Black Sheep fell silent again.
As Night Fiend's final companion, how could it not understand what those words meant?
Perhaps it had kept rejecting Xu Le in its heart precisely because it didn't want to see that scene, didn't want something like that to happen.
"Forget it. I won't make myself miserable."
"Hahahaha." Night Fiend laughed heartily, a smile that had been absent for a long time.
Near Lighthouse, on the outskirts of the Soul Torch.
Xu Le's figure abruptly landed, without a startling shock wave or any violent sound.
Only a ring of black ripples spread outward, and then Xu Le was standing firmly on the ground.
Not far from him, a rather enormous figure was gnawing on the Soul Torch's branches and trunk.
Dragon!
Judging from the surroundings and the extent of the damage to the Soul Torch, it had been eating here for a long time.
Wouldn't eating so many branches and