Zhao Zhilan stared wide-eyed at the servant outside the iron cage, but did not utter a sound.
"Boss Pu, this wolf cub seems to be able to hear sounds but can't speak."
Mo Qing observed Zhao Zhilan's reaction from the side and couldn't help but speak up.
Boss Pu frowned slightly, seemingly pondering this unusual phenomenon.
"This is truly bizarre," he muttered to himself, his tone tinged with doubt and confusion. "Mo Qing, tell me, what stage has this wolf cub's soul reached?"
"It's hard to say!" Mo Qing was also surprised by this situation. "Logically speaking, if one possesses the body of a wild beast, one shouldn't be able to understand human language. Unless one has already reached a level higher than yours or mine!"
The problem is that hearing human language and being able to speak require the same amount of faith.
This wolf cub can hear and understand, but it can't speak...
How strange, how very strange!
“In my opinion, this wolf cub is deliberately pretending to be deaf and dumb!” another servant said. “Let’s just cut off one of its legs and see if it behaves!”
Although this possession technique means that the wounds of the original body will not be transferred after the body is transferred to another body.
But the pain of a broken leg cannot be lessened.
Faced with this situation, Zhao Zhilan was filled with terror. She retreated repeatedly until her back hit the cold corner of the iron cage, where she could no longer retreat.
She tried to say something, but no matter how hard she tried, only the mournful howl of a wolf could be heard coming from her throat.
The servant of the gods looked at her and a wicked smile crept onto his lips. He approached step by step, each step feeling like a blow to Zhao Zhilan's heart, filling her with immense oppression and fear.
"Still not behaving yourself?" The servant's voice was cold and cruel, like a sharp knife piercing Zhao Zhilan's heart. "Little wolf cub, you're really good at pretending!"
Seeing the servant of the god approach with ill intent, Zhao Zhilan shuddered.
The wind whistled through the gaps in the railings, and her legs and head ached.
At this moment, Zhao Zhilan doesn't seem like a wolf, but more like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered!
Just as she closed her eyes, waiting for the pain to begin.
"Stop!" Boss Pu shouted, halting the divine servant. "It doesn't seem to be faking it; it should be an innocent mortal. Release it!"
Several servants looked at Boss Pu with some surprise, but after seeing Boss Pu's expression, they still obeyed his orders.
As the chains of the cage were unlocked one by one, Zhao Zhilan finally gained her long-awaited freedom. She leaned on the edge of the cage, stood up shakily, her heart filled with confusion and unease.
"You little wolf cub, can you understand us?" Boss Pu's voice rang in her ear, carrying an undeniable air of authority. "Get out of here. This is not a place for you."
"Leave?" Zhao Zhilan was stunned. "You really want me to leave?"
Seeing Zhao Zhilan standing there in a daze, Boss Pu raised his hand and pointed into the distance, "What, don't want to leave?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhilan subconsciously lifted her leg and slowly walked forward.
The gate was hidden in the mist hundreds of meters to the left, while the road leading there was littered with gruesome debris.
A colossal figure, like a guardian forgotten by time, lay silently in the gatekeeper's seat, its body beginning to decay and emitting a nauseating stench.
In addition, other bodies lay scattered among the charred grass.
She carefully avoided these unsettling scenes and headed toward the territory of the Faceless God, not wanting to linger there.
As she passed another giant's corpse, the sight before her made her gasp. The giant's head had been smashed to pieces by a boulder, its brains and blood mingling in a horrifying display.
A black raven was perched on the shattered skull, pecking at the giant's brains bit by bit with its sharp beak, making a chilling pecking sound.
"Was there a major battle here?" Zhao Zhilan couldn't help but wonder.
Suddenly, her feelings became complicated again.
"Where...where should I go from here?"
Because, according to memory, the disciples of Xuanhua Palace had all sacrificed their lives in order to summon the Faceless God...
Unbeknownst to her, behind her, Boss Pu, seeing her walk away, immediately ordered, "Mo Qing, take a group of men and follow that wolf cub. It will lead us to the servant of the Faceless God! We'll play the long game!"
Mo Qing grinned, "Understood!"
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