Johnson's eyes widened as he collapsed onto the ground. Wilbur scoffed, unsurprised by Johnson's fate. After all, Wilbur had seen too many ruthless characters who still tried to get the last laugh even after their defeat. The Department of Paranormal Research and Defense had ordered Johnson to be executed on the spot, and so Wilbur had never really planned on sparing his life. Having him die this way was honestly the best way things could go. Wilbur looked up at the Satan Robot before walking up to it to open its source plug on the left and taking out the other activation metal. These two activation metals contained special energy, and Wilbur put them into his demiplane. He called Dennis after that and arranged for the scene to be cleaned up. Dennis arrived at the rooftop balcony of the Harry Hotel with his men not long after. He stared at Johnson dead on the floor in disbelief, shaking his head. "I can't believe a tiny guy standing at barely one hundred thirty centimeters wa
Dickens' colleagues told Wilbur that Professor Dickens had gone to a secret location in the Kosanto military base three months ago for an international assignment. The assignment was supposed to last a year, and Wilbur would have to wait that long if he wanted to see the guy again. Wilbur stood in the Monsato city square, dialing Beverly's number while feeling rather confused. If Professor Dickens was supposed to be in this secret location, wouldn't the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense know about it? And if they did, why would they even have him look for Professor Dickens in the first place? "Hello, Deacon Penn. Is there anything I can help with?" "Beverly, can you help me find out more recent information about Professor Dickens? I went to his house and workplace, but there was no sign of him." "Sure, give me a second." A while later, Beverly's voice rang through the phone once more. "According to the information we have, Professor Dickens has always been in Moda
Wilbur's phone dinged just a minute later. The message contained Fawkes' personal information, as well as some data on Rindo Mine, including its location. Fawkes was hiding in Rindo Mine but was still surfing the internet. That was how Layla found his location. Rindo Mine? Wilbur looked through the data, which said that Rindo Mine came to be a few years ago and was discovered to contain a special metal that reminded Wilbur of the two activation metals at once. The Satan Robot had used the two activation metals to sustain and prolong its functions. Maybe finding more of those metals in that mine could get Wilbur some grace points. Wilbur drove to Rindo Mine at once. He was greeted with endless deserts upon coming out of Monsato, and the spacious roads made the journey to the mine only a little over an hour long. After parking outside the mine, Wilbur used a spell to change his appearance to that of Trevor Penn. The Satan Robot matter seemed to have been dealt with for now,
"Hey, dude. It's still too early now. The Cassidy's only open at night." Wilbur turned to see a muscular porter grinning at him. "Oh, I think you have the wrong idea. I'm not going to The Cassidy, I was just passing by." The porter nodded. "You don't say. Everyone thinks the same thing when they walk past this place." Wilbur's face flushed, and he turned around. "Er, actually… I'm here looking for a job. I've been having some money troubles lately." "I see. What do you do?" "Anything, as long as the price is right." "How about helping me out with moving some things?" "Sure." Wilbur could only say yes and followed the porter to a hotel. There, they loaded the food they had from the truck into the kitchen, which only took half a day with the additional help. Later that afternoon, Wilbur was dragged into playing cards with the porter named Tommy as well as his friends. Wilbur's plan had been to hide his identity anyway, so he played along with everyone without winning
The kerfuffle from the gunshots had sent everyone scuttling out of the basement, and Wilbur was the only one left. Fawkes smirked, finding the situation rather amusing. "You're pretty brave, aren't you." Wilbur shook his head. "I don't want to waste my time with you, Fawkes." "I don't want to waste my time talking to you, either." Fawkes raised his pistol, aiming it at Wilbur as he glared at him. "You think you're so brave, don't you? I think you're a fool. Don't be so foolish in your next life, young man. Goodbye." "Wait. I'm here because of the Satan Robot." The Satan Robot?! Fawkes's eyes lit up at once. "You want to buy the Satan Robot too?" "Yes, it's much more powerful than I could have ever imagined, and I'd like to have it. But before that, I'd like to know more about it." "Hahaha! Of course…" Fawkes barked out a laugh as if he had stumbled upon a pot of gold before his expression quickly returned to its previous coolness. "I have to tell you beforehand that t
The U-shaped wire was whole again. Wilbur had seen the memory metal before but witnessing it at work still left him in shock. Fawkes chuckled. "Yes, that's what the memory metal can do. It's changed what used to hold robots back forever. In the past, the slightest blow to the robot's motherboard would cause it to lose all functions at once. However, with memory metal, robots can now overcome moderate damage without being affected at all. That alone should make it worth its price." "Yes, I agree. Well, the Satan Robot costs a hundred million dollars per unit. How much would the memory metal go for, then?" Fawkes' expression darkened. "I think it's important to know your boundaries, Mister Penn. The memory metal is the core of the Satan Robot. It's not for sale on its own. I thought we could have a nice chat, but there's no point in talking if you're not going to purchase the robot." "Oh, I'm here to buy the Satan Robot for sure. How soon can I get the ten units?" "Three days."
"You forced me to do this, young explorer! Don't blame me for what happens next!" The figure pounced, melding into Wilbur's body in an attempt to take control. Just then, however, the Dark Lord's voice rang in Wilbur's mind with excitement, 'This is brilliantly pure dark energy! Wonderful, wonderful…' "What? Hey, you—" The dark figure was devoured by the Dark Lord before it could relent. The Night Demon was converted into the Dark Lord's energy within seconds, and Wilbur landed on the beach to the sight of Frank bawling his eyes out kneeling on the ground. "It's over now, Mister Sonner! The Night Demon is dead. You don't have to cry now." "No, I don't care anymore." Frank shook his head vigorously, tears pouring down his face as he continued to sob. Just then, a series of footsteps could be heard behind him. Wilbur turned around and realized that a hundred or so villagers had gathered there. They seemed devoid of any empathy for Frank, their gazes filled with hatred as if h
"Argh!" "Help!" … A deafening roar cut through the air, and then the cave fell silent as the vortex of black miasma disappeared as well. Wilbur looked around him. Everyone else had run into a building as they stared at the cave in terror. "My brother!" "No, my sister…" "Dad!" … Upon recovering from the initial shock, the survivors fell to the ground and began to sob. Most of their family members had been sucked into the cave just now. Someone stood up then to say, "There's a beast in the cave, and the authorities must be informed so that it can be dealt with. Otherwise, none of us are going to live the next time it shows up." Tommy looked at the cave. Upon spotting Wilbur making his way towards it, he shouted, "Hey, don't go!" Tommy was about to yank Wilbur back, but the people around him held him down. "It's far too dangerous, Tommy. Don't go over there." "But…" Tears welled up in Tommy's eyes. He was a kind man, yet he could only sigh helplessly as he w