Chapter 234 Star Sand

There are some treasures buried just a stone's throw away.

At the beginning, the Chainsaw Angel opposed Diernai's style and decided to escape from Xintaixizhou. At the same time, she took away a lot of Diernai's treasures. In order to store these treasures, she rented a luxury suite in Huicheng District.

The private collection of an ancient mystic whom Falosa covets for a long time.

Farosa went to visit the Chainsaw Angel in the cell. She did not need much effort, and the Chainsaw Angel completely revealed the truth, including how to enter the room, the location of the treasure, and the password of the safe. She said it all in the most humble and respectful tone .

"Keep acting," Faroza said softly.

"...Wow..." The Chainsaw Angel trembled in the cell.

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

As a reward for her faithfulness, Faroza sealed the vents and windows of her cell.

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

101 held his breath and lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Faroza's face.

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

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

Feeling Farosa's hand move slowly over her head, which should have been a gesture of friendship, 101 felt uncomfortable all over her body, surrounded by fear like a poisonous snake, making her unable to move. She is actually uncomfortable in this position now, 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 completely satisfied Faroza. What she needed was for the witches to maintain this state. They must not show any independent and independent attitude in front of Faroza.

They are tools.

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

"Yes." 101 teleported Faroza to a safe house in Huicheng District. It was designed as a well-equipped hiding place and supply point, and also had the effect of a locker room.

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

Faroza looked at the mirror, felt that something was missing, picked up a casual white soft hat and put it on, and then walked out of the hiding place.

Taking a deep breath, 101 turned around and saw Faroza's new clothes. The ancient secret atmosphere had faded away, and 101 was impressed by the new casual attire. However, if someone is fooled by Farosha's innocent appearance now, he will definitely fall into an unpredictable end.

"Let's go," Faroza said lightly.

The quieter 101 is, the more Faluosha thinks she is a talent to make. Therefore, she was not stingy along the way, and was willing to pass on important knowledge to her. 101 first took Faroza to the vicinity of the Apple Orchard Food Filling Factory to recover the Chainsaw Angel's equipment and halo.

"It is an excellent conductor of mysterious power. After it is completely crushed, it can be used to create new mysterious props." Falosa held the halo in her hand.

The halo is heavy, like a stone, smeared with ink, one corner is broken, and the power on it has dried up, so it no longer emits light.

"The power to carry you?" 101 asked.

"It's natural." Faroza handed the halo to 101. "After recasting, it can carry part of my magic power, and you can bring it to the battlefield to release the two powers of killing and recovery."

"Thank you, Master Faroza." 101 nodded slightly.

"There's also that chainsaw, which can be taken back for collection." Faroza glanced at the red chainsaw, and 101 immediately wrapped it up and put it away.

Falosa 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 and sent them back to the industrial park, and then went straight to the hotel.

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

The angel himself has not been to this room for several years, and the cleaning cannot enter, so the room looks lifeless, the lights are dim, and there is indeed an atmosphere of an ancient treasure house.

Farosa found the safe on the wall, entered the password, and opened the door, revealing the Chainsaw Angel's secrets.

"The witch's power 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 mystics are the lives that grew up on this land, and those The huge creatures that fell from the starry sky are called external races."

"The stars, gods and witches are all above human beings." 101 speculates.

"Answer me," Faroza took out all the things, and then closed the safe door, "—is it good or bad to distinguish the ruler and the ruled by the strength of power?"

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.

You can also answer "no", because the weak who unite can reverse the relationship of dominance, as history has proved this.

No, never think that way.

After all, it was Farosa who asked the question...

"In fact," said 101, "the only one who is qualified to rule is you."

Faroza nodded meaningfully.

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

In the long-necked glass bottle, there are a lot of bright and shining light spots, like shattered stardust, colorful, like hundreds of acres of flower fields condensed in a bottle, endlessly dazzling, and like Pieces of the rainbow piled together.

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

"Star sand can be used to build a private world." Farosa put the bottle away carefully, "They can be used to create a completely private new domain, a free home independent of this planet. Chainsaw Angel is really You stole some good stuff, so we didn't make this trip in vain."

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

"Behind the world," Falosa walked out, "there is a void called the 'gap', which can be said to be a new area completely different from this world. The ancient mystics have already discovered the mystery of the gap and established their own homes. Well... the witch should have one too."

101 played with the mysterious props that Farosha didn't want. Even if Farosha 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 rosette brooch, an ornate bracelet with intricate decorations, and a neatly folded enchanted cloak.

She and Farosa returned to the industrial park. In the activity room, the witches were talking about how to play with large bonuses. 101 looked around and 102 disappeared, and learned that she was looking for the chainsaw angel.

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

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

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

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 a chainsaw angel, and the pain and pressure suddenly returned at this moment.

"Ah."

"Why are they all sealed?" 102 touched the window, and iron plates were welded on it.

"She said 'dogs' shouldn't see a ray of light."

"Who treats you like a puppy?"

"There won't be a second person among you who has this bad habit."

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

"Hungry?" Chainsaw Angel was a little confused.

"I'll get you yogurt balls, they're delicious." 102 said, "We bought a new machine, and when you press it, a lot of yogurt balls will fall out."

"...Unexpectedly, the person I am fighting against is still a child." Chainsaw Angel smiled lightly.

"I'm not a child." 102 said, "Our growth rate is three times that of ordinary people, which means I'm already 15 years old! And I have already defeated you, you must be more than 15 years old, but you still lost! "

Chainsaw Angel suddenly felt the urge to cry, and she gently wiped away the teardrops.

"Hey..." Chainsaw Angel sighed.

"It's okay," 102 said, "Lord Faroza won't pay attention to you all the time. When I find your chainsaw, I'll take apart the iron plate and hang the chainsaw 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 every moment. You have more dignity than those who command you to fight, you have more dignity than them." soul."