Despair instantly engulfed Anjie.
In her vision, only those silent, wide-mouthed monsters remained, stumbling closer and closer to her...
"Ahhh!!!" Anjie let out a frenzied scream, like a deflated balloon, helpless except for yelling and rolling around.
Just as the group of Wailings was about to silently surround her, a corrosion deeper than pure darkness found her first, reaching straight into her soul.
Generally speaking—
Chaos rarely chooses waste as its pawn.
But Avallo was an exception.
A waste with no sense of self in their mind, after the collapse or so-called disillusionment of their sole belief, becomes the perfect puppet for the chosen "Dominator"!
She would become a "fanatic"!
And obey the manipulating Dominator's every command, until the last ember of her life and soul was extinguished.
Anjie, collapsed on the ground, suddenly stiffened, her eyes rolling back, the last spark in her pupils completely dissipating, making her resemble a puppet drained of its soul.
