The Witch of the Cyberpunk Era Chapter 232

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At the beginning, the chain saw angel opposed Dilnay's style and decided to escape from New Taixi Continent. At the same time, she took away a lot of Dilnay's treasures. In order to store these treasures, she rented a long-term luxury suite in Huicheng District.

The private collection of an ancient mystic, Farosa has coveted for a long time.

Farosa went to the cell to visit the Chainsaw Angel. She didn't have to struggle, and the Chainsaw Angel completely revealed the truth, including how to enter the room, the location of the treasure, and the password to the safe. She said it all in the most humble and submissive tone. .

"Keep up the good work," Farosa said softly.

"...Wang..." The Chainsaw Angel shivered in the cell.

All of Farosa's threats are self-evident, as long as the Chainsaw Angel does anything that displeases her in the future, the Chainsaw Angel will suffer the most severe torture from Farosa. Even for the sake of his own flesh, the chainsaw angel can only obey.

As a reward for loyalty, Farosa sealed the cell's vents and windows.

If you want to travel, the quickest way is to take 101, and Farosa will call her immediately.

101 held his breath, lowered his head and dared not look directly at Farosa's face.

"Holy Witch God." She knelt on one knee and raised her right hand, "Please use my power to your heart's content."

"What a lovely child," Farosa said, reaching out to stroke 101's hair.

Feeling Farosa's hand moving slowly over her head, it should have been a friendly gesture, but 101 felt uncomfortable all over her body, and her fear was like a poisonous snake, which made her unable to move. Her current position is actually not very comfortable, but she endured it, because she didn't know what Farosa was going to do next, so she didn't dare to make any movements.

101's performance made Farosa completely satisfied. All she needed was the witches to maintain this state. They must not show any independent and independent gestures in front of Farosa.

They are tools.

"It's time to go," Farosa said, "to Huicheng District."

"Yes." 101 teleported Farosa to a safe house in Huicheng District. It was designed as a hiding place and supply point with complete supplies, as well as a locker room.

101 stood guard outside the door. Farosa took off her antique robe and hung it on a cross hanger. Then she slowly put on a set of black pantyhose, a casual beige veil dress, and matching roses. The cyan pendant decorated with gold chain, let the pendant sink into the gap, and finally put on black leather shoes.

Farosa looked at the mirror and felt that something was missing. She picked up a casual white soft hat and put it on before she walked out of the hiding place.

Taking a deep breath, 101 turned his head and saw Farosa's new clothes. The ancient secret atmosphere had faded away, and 101 was deeply impressed by the brand-new casual dress. However, if someone is fooled by Farosa's innocent appearance now, it will definitely fall into an unpredictable end.

"Let's go," Farosa said lightly.

The quieter the 101, the more Farosa felt she was something to build. Therefore, she was not stingy along the way, and was willing to hand over important knowledge to her. 101 first took Farosha to the vicinity of the Apple Orchard Food Filling Factory to recover the Chainsaw Angel's equipment and halo.

"It is an excellent conductor that carries mysterious power. After it is completely crushed, it can be used to create new mysterious props." Farosa took the halo in her hand.

The halo is heavy, like a stone, stained with ink, one corner is broken, the power above has dried up, so it no longer shines.

"Sword Comes"

"To carry your power?" 101 asked.

"It's natural," Farosa handed the halo to 101. "After recasting, it can carry part of my magic power and can be brought to the battlefield by you to release the power of killing and recovery."

"Thank you, Lord Farosa." 101 nodded lightly.

"And that chainsaw, you can take it back for collection." Farosa glanced at the red chainsaw, and 101 immediately wrapped it up and put it away.

Farosa was only interested in mysterious objects. She ignored the funds, jewelry and ordinary goods found in the factory. She chose half of the best ones to send back to the industrial park, and then went straight to the hotel.

The Chainsaw Angel had already told Farosa the room number and password, and she could easily enter the house.

The angel himself hadn't been in the room for several years, and the cleaners couldn't get in, so the room looked lifeless, dimly lit, and indeed had the vibe of an ancient treasure trove.

Farosa found the safe on the wall, entered the password, and opened the door of the box, and the Chainsaw Angel's treasure was immediately visible.

"The power of the witch comes from the stars." She took out the objects one by one from the safe and put them on the bed for the next selection, "The ancient mysteries are the beings who grew up on this land, and those who are from The huge creatures that fell from the stars are called the outer races."

"Stars, gods and witches are all above humans." 101 speculated.

"Answer me," Farosa took out everything, then closed the door of the safe, "—is it good or bad to distinguish between the ruler and the ruled by strength?"

Dozens of different answers flashed through 101's mind.

You can answer "yes" because the strong should dominate the weak, which is the law of nature.

"Not good" can also be answered, because the united weak can reverse dominance, as history has shown.

No, it must not be thought of that way.

After all, it was Farosa's question...

"As a matter of fact," said 101, "the only one qualified to rule is you."

Farosa nodded meaningfully.

"These are all for you." Farosa gave most of the props to 101, and only chose one bottle.

In the long-necked glass bottle, there are a large number of bright and shining light spots, like broken stardust, colorful, like hundreds of acres of flower fields are concentrated in a bottle, inexhaustible dazzling, and it seems that Pieces of the rainbow piled together.

"That's..." 101's eyes were instantly attracted to the bottle.

"The sand of stars can be used to build a private world." Farosa carefully put away the bottle, "They can be used to build a completely private new realm, a free home that is independent of this planet. The chainsaw angel is really He stole some good things, and he didn't let us run this trip in vain."

"It's a world that belongs to you." 101 whispered, "Congratulations."

"Behind the world," Farosa walked out, "there is a void called 'gap', which can be said to be a new area that is completely different from this world. Ancient mysteries have already discovered the mysteries of the gap, and established inside it. their respective homes. Um... witches should have one too."

101 played with those mysterious props that Farosa didn't want. Even if Farosa didn't like them, they seemed to have their own uses, including three magic crystals of different colors, a bottle of dark green potion, a bottle of magic brew, A rose-shaped brooch, a richly decorated ornate bracelet and a neatly folded magic cloak.

She and Farosa returned to the industrial park. In the activity room, the witches were talking about how to play with big bonuses. 101 searched everywhere for 102, but she didn't find 102, and learned that she was looking for the Chainsaw Angel.

102 heard that the Chainsaw Angel was still alive and imprisoned in the industrial park, and walked towards her cell unconsciously.

Across the door, 102 saw that even the ventilation railings and windows were blocked, no light could penetrate, and it was absolutely dark inside.

"You... are you inside?" 102 knocked on the door lightly.

Hearing the voice of 102, the Chainsaw Angel responded calmly.

"It's me," she said.

"It's scary..." 102 still remembered the feeling of being cut with a chainsaw by Chainsaw, and the pain and pressure suddenly returned at this time.

"Ah."

"Why is it all sealed?" 102 touched the window and welded iron plates on it.

"She said the 'dog' should not see a ray of light."

"Who treats you as a puppy?"

"You won't have the second person to have such a bad habit."

"Ah..." 102 turned pale with fright when he thought of Farosa, "...I see. Are you hungry?"

"Hungry?" The Chainsaw Angel was a little confused.

"I'll get you yogurt balls. UU reading www.uukanshu.com is delicious." 102 said, "We bought a new machine, and a lot of yogurt **** will fall out when you press it."

"...I didn't expect that the person I was fighting against was still a child." The Chainsaw Angel smiled softly.

"I'm not a kid," 102 said. "We grow three times faster than normal people, which means I'm 15 years old! And I've beaten you, you must be more than 15, but you still lose! "

The Chainsaw Angel suddenly had the urge to cry, and she gently wiped away the tears.

"Hey..." The Chainsaw Angel sighed.

"It's alright," 102 said, "Lord Farosa won't pay attention to you all the time. When I find your chainsaw, I will dismantle the iron plate and hang it where you can see it from the house. ."

"I will pray for your soul," said the Chainsaw Angel. "Go, boy, I will pray for you all the time. You are more dignified than those who command you to fight, and you are more noble than them. soul."

Chapter end