Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

Of course, they couldn't understand him. And the White Canzer could see through his lies as if it was made out of glass. He stood no chance of manipulating the queen of lies.

'What are you spouting, human?! Don't mind him, Aitch. It's better if you kill him right now.'

Unfortunately for her, the Happy puppet did not seem like a real puppet. It had its own emotions and desires that even its creator could not get rid of.

The only reason why it hadn't run away at this point was because it still cared about the White Canzer. Her control over him was basically fighting the Happy puppet's entire consciousness as she tried to make him stay.

'It was a mistake to conjure this screen. I banish you!'

With a sway of her hand, the large screen floating in the air suddenly untangled itself, turning into mere frayed strings and yarns. Soon after they landed on the ground, they disintegrated into mere particles that disappeared into the air.

The White Canzer thought that the Happy puppet would give up trying to save his brothers if he didn't see them.

But she miscalculated. It turned out that her decision to cut off the live feed of its six brothers turned the Happy puppet even more anxious.

'I have to go…I have to go…it's the only way I'll be happy! I have to go.'

The Happy puppet started to move on its own. The White Canzer could no longer fight for control over her own puppet, and it moved away despite how hard she tried to make it stay.

'Damn it! Before you go, then restrain this human so that he does not get anywhere near me.'

The Happy puppet did not argue any longer and flashed a smile beam toward one dead tree. It quickly turned into an animated creature that used its roots to wrap around Atlan's body and prevent him from moving a single inch.

Atlan couldn't move.

Despite that, the White Canzer still didn't feel safe being alone with the human. Even though Atlan was as weak as a twig, she would still be powerless against his advances. Without her puppets, she was as weak as a Student-level Canzer.

'Don't go, okay?'

The White Canzer wrapped her hands around the Happy puppet.

'There is no use going there. If your brothers cannot fight against that wretched human, then you also stand no chance against her.

Wouldn't it be better if you stayed here and planned our revenge? As they say, it is a dish best-served cold.

So what if they kill your brothers now? I can revive them all into what they were before as good as new. It was as if they weren't damaged in the first place. And once we're all reunited in our little cottage, we can hunt down the other humans and exact our revenge.

We'll use this little one for bait. They'll surely want to rescue him. And when they do, we'll be lying in wait.'

The White Canzer's words were very seductive and made the Happy puppet stop in its tracks. It was tempted to believe her words. It was the safest and best tactic during these kinds of situations.

She smiled, thinking that the Happy puppet finally listened to reason.

However, she suddenly felt him pushing her hands away.

'Why?! Why aren't you staying?!'

The White Canzer made one mistake. It treated the other Canzers as mere puppets. She didn't consider their feelings, and what they would feel about their brothers dying.

Even though the Happy puppet knew that its brothers would simply be revived at a later date, it didn't like the idea that they would still be suffering under the hands of that monstrous human.

It felt the pain that its brothers felt. Each injury, each cut, each dislocation, was felt by the Happy puppet, not through supernatural means, but through empathy.

The White Canzer never felt pain in its whole life. It always used the puppets to do her deeds, therefore, she never knew how hard it was to lose a limb, how hard it was to bleed to death, and most of all, how hard it was to watch helplessly as their brothers died in front of a screen.

The White Canzer never even treated the puppets as real beings. They were just the same as their namesake; they were puppets—things to be used and discarded once they were no longer useful. She could just make them again if they died.

'I'm happy if I die with my brothers.'

The Happy puppet walked forward without looking back at his creator. Stay updated with empire

This left the White Canzer annoyed and furious. She couldn't understand why her puppets disobeyed her orders, even though she was the one who conjured them in reality.

She was their creator! How dare they disobey?!

But as it turned out, this wasn't the last time she would get surprised by the puppet's actions.

Shortly after leaving her, the Happy puppet walked over to Atlan and looked him down.

'This human seems to hate that wretched girl. And whatever he has…will kill her…'

It used its stubby hands to reach down towards Atlan's toolbelt, ripping it out of his very battle suit.

Surprisingly, it knew how to open the zipper.

Meanwhile, Carmine's voice reached Atlan's ears and gave him a warning.

"Are you sure you know what you're doing, Atlan? Once the puppet finds that poisoned apple in your possession, it will turn into an overprotective monster that will kill you at a moment's notice.

No matter how emotional it is right now, it will prioritize the White Canzer if it is in true danger. You should have kept it a secret for now and let the puppet leave you two alone."

If Atlan hadn't drawn attention to the battle suit, then the Happy puppet wouldn't have had the idea to take his toolbelt.

The Happy puppet shook down his toolbelt until a single object dropped out of the bag.

Atlan smiled. "Don't worry, Carmine. I know what I'm doing. I didn't hide the poisoned apple in my toolbelt."

Everyone looked down at the object on the ground.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

It wasn't the poisoned apple. Instead, it was the jewel box containing the boar's heart.