Chapter 358 Baphomet: Sending a head from a thousand miles away, a small gift but a great sentiment



far away.

Jiang Azi and Guan Zian were trapped inside puppets, and the one holding the puppet was none other than Baffomi.

The solemn black and white nun's robes could not conceal the ruthlessness and anger emanating from Baphomet.

Baffomi laughed cruelly: "If your souls are scattered, Yan Jiu will be in great pain."

Since being injured by Yan Jiu's clone, Ba Fu Mie disappeared for a long time, so long that the world changed so much that she almost lost track of it and couldn't even find a chance to take revenge.

Upon awakening, the vengeful Baphomet disregarded Leviathan's objections and arrived in Country Z.

en route.

She discovered two evil spirits.

Bafumie didn't know Jiang Azi and Guan Zian very well, but she recognized the talismans beside them. Since Yan Jiu had to go to such lengths, they must be extraordinary people.

Thinking and pondering.

Baphomet gradually increased the pressure in his palm.

Guan Zian was trapped inside the wireless puppet, his mouth opening and closing: "We are not familiar with Yan Jiu."

Jiang Azi swallowed their boastful words that they were not afraid of their souls being scattered and that Yan Jiu would avenge them: "I'm not familiar with them."

Baphomet was taken aback at first.

A few talismans can't prove anything.

But so what?

You can buy Yan Jiu's talisman.

This indicates that there is a connection between the two souls of one person!

Guan Zian continued, "We siblings were captured by Yan Jiu and used as laborers by evil spirits. You should know that magical artifacts are specifically designed to counter evil spirits, and she didn't care about our lives at all."

Jiang Azi couldn't keep up with Guan Zi'an's train of thought, so she could only nod vigorously to show her agreement.

Bapomei was not easily fooled, his horizontal pupils fixed on Guan Zian.

Guan Zian raised a question: "If we are really important to Yan Jiu, would she still not have come after us by now?"

Jiang Azi sobbed, "Don't let us, brother and sister, dirty your hands."

Baffo loosened his grip.

Some time has passed since she took the two souls away; with Yan Jiu's abilities, she should have caught up long ago.

Could it be that she really made a mistake?

Baphomet licked the corner of her lips with the tip of her scarlet tongue, a habit she always had when she was thinking.

Unlike other people's clones, each of her clones is an independent individual. Losing one clone means she loses some of her power and intelligence.

Guan Zian noticed Ba Fumie's hesitation, and he feigned enthusiasm, saying, "My lord, please let us become your right-hand men, and we will make that scoundrel Yan Jiu pay the price!"

Baphomet is now under Leviathan's protection, and has no subordinates other than a merman.

If what Guan Zi'an said is true.

She could certainly consider the feasibility.

Baphomet looked at the puppet in her hand, the lives of the two spirits on either side of her were in her grasp.

Thinking like that.

Baphomet arrogantly asked, "What use are you?"

Guan Zian thought for a moment: "He can do the math."

Jiang Azi, small, pitiful, and helpless, said, "I will eat."

Baphomet: "!?"

She felt a surge of anger at having been fooled.

Baphomet gripped the two puppets tightly.

The next second.

The hands that were holding the puppet then left her.

Baphomet's hands were brutally severed by something unseen. Her pupils suddenly contracted, and she gritted her teeth, swallowing the pain.

"One knows how to keep accounts, and the other knows how to eat. What more could you want from them to satisfy you?"

The flat, emotionless voice was like a thin, resilient thread, tightly gripping Baphomet's throat and limbs, making it impossible for her to move an inch.

No need to look back.

Baphomet also knew who the owner of the voice was.

He was her mortal enemy, whom she had been thinking about day and night!

Ba Fumi pronounced each word clearly: "Yan, Jiu".

Yan Jiu held the puppet tightly in his arms, while slowly corroding the hand that was holding the puppet.

Puppet Jiang Azi and Yan Jiu stick together: "Ajiu~"

Compared to Jiang Azi, Guan Zian was much more reserved, sitting upright in Yan Jiu's arms like he was meditating.

At this moment, Bafumie was fully aware that she had been fooled by Guan Zian, and she almost lost all her composure.

Take a few deep breaths.

Despite suffering the loss of his hand, Baphomet showed no fear. He even summoned many nun puppets to surround Yan Jiu: "Did you think I came empty-handed?"

Yan Jiu shook her head: "Of course you didn't come empty-handed. You've come a thousand miles to deliver a head; it's a small gift but carries great meaning. I understand."

Her tone carried a coldness that kept people at arm's length, making Yan Jiu seem like a vengeful ghost born from the abyss.

Bafumie detested Yan Jiu's expression the most.

Despite being of the same kind and sharing the same evil soul, Yan Jiu lived a life of integrity, brightness, and freedom.

Baphomet tore off the rose cross hanging around his neck with his elbow, muttering incantations.

soon.

The surrounding environment has changed.

Countless fragments of broken corpses lay scattered on the ground; this was the domain of the Western demons, and gruesome skeletons lay strewn about in the deathly mist.

Bapomei did not want to live a broken life. Before she came to find Yan Jiu, she had made a plan. She made a vow: "Today, it's either you or me who dies."

A rose cross hangs in mid-air.

Bafu wanted the world to know that Yan Jiu was nothing more than a demon wearing a human skin mask to hide his sinister smile.

Baffomi, who was alive but no different from being dead, only wanted to ruin Yan Jiu's reputation. She wanted to expose the real Yan Jiu to the world and let the world know how terrifying Yan Jiu was.

By then.

Yan Jiu will be just like those demons, feared and hated wherever she goes!

However.

After Baphomet and the nun puppet were badly beaten by Yan Jiu, she took a moment to look at the phone in the nun puppet's arms and saw only a bunch of nonsensical comments.

[What an adorable puppet! Don't get me wrong, the prettiest one holding the puppet is actually my wife.]

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