CHAPTER 5

In my mind, I kept thinking about how to solve the current situation, and another mutation occurred...

The white light of the forest suddenly became brighter, illuminating the entire top of the mountain as if it were daytime. The man who had withered and died slowly returned to its original appearance. The creepy feeling disappeared now. A cloud of white light floated out from the man's body and hovered in front of the two of them.

Thousand Faces looked at this scene in disbelief, his face became livid, and the hideousness on his face disappeared without a trace,

After being sluggish for a while, he finally said:

"It's impossible...how could you possibly have the ability to...turn the monster back into a human..."

The white-haired woman is still the same as before, but the white light on her face slowly dissipates, revealing a beautiful face. I swear this is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Her long white hair was neat and tidy, draped over her shoulders, her pale golden pupils were unwavering, and her pink lips were slightly pursed. She looked indifferently at the hustle and bustle around her as if nothing was there. But her beauty is too shiny. Her delicate skin is as white as snow, her slender figure is swaying to the ground in a white robe, and she looks like a goddess in the dark night. I don't think anyone would be jealous of such a face. In front of her, they would only feel ashamed, just like walking out of a painting. Every move touched the heartstrings of others.

The white-haired woman looked calmly at the man who had turned into a soul in front of her, and the man seemed to sense the woman's gaze and said:

"Thank you...Thank you, my memory only stays on the day I was killed. Every day my mind is full of hatred. This torment is coming to an end. "

The white-haired woman nodded slowly. The man saw the woman's response with mixed feelings and saw gratitude, worry and a hint of guilt on his face, and then the man continued:

"I shouldn't have much time to stay here."

The white-haired woman still nodded slowly, but Thousand Faces broke the conversation, rushing over with a needle sword and shouting:

"Did you forget that there's another person here!"

The man said to the white-haired woman after seeing Thousand Faces rushing over:

"He killed me, be careful!"

The white-haired woman did not respond when she heard the man's words but slowly waved her hands. Then Thousand Faces was thrown into the grass next to me. I immediately left when I saw him lying next to me and toward to the platform. The man was so surprised when he saw Thousand Faces being thrown away that he didn't even see a person walking out of the grass.

The white-haired woman, who had no turbulence, was surprised when she saw me coming out. Still, the surprise only appeared on her face for a second before returning to the rugged look like always.

"A new holder?" the white-haired woman whispered.

When I walked to their side, the man also found me and asked me viciously:

"Boy, why are you here so late? What are you here for?"

Just when I wanted to answer the man's question, the white-haired woman said surprisingly:

"I'm here to..."

"He is not the enemy."

The man was surprised when he saw the woman speaking for him. However, after hearing the woman say that I was not the enemy, he didn't say anything but still looked at me with a wary face. I finally saw the man's appearance. An ordinary man, nothing special.

The man looked at me and said as if he knew what I was thinking

"Boy, are you underestimating me? I'm telling you, I'm a Tennessee landowner. Have you heard of Donald in Tennessee?"

After hearing Donald's words, I also understood why he was killed. He is such a picky man. Even I can't help thinking of punching him now, but I didn't  I just glanced at him. Why did he? I can make up so many situations in my brain, but it doesn't seem to be the occasion now, and I may not be able to hit him even if I want to punch him. Thinking about it this way, he felt a little pitiful. Donald saw me looking at him pitifully. I don't know if he made up something from the expression on his face, but he looked at me angrily and pointed at me. :

"Boy,  are you pitying me? I'll tell you..."

While Donald was talking, Thousand Faces in the grass rushed out again and wanted to attack the white-haired woman.

I saw that the hideous look on his face disappeared again, replaced by a crying face, and this was not the first time he had changed his face. When he approached the front of the white-haired woman, a sudden sense of grief suddenly Came. Why do I feel so uncomfortable, and the great sadness drowns me like a flood. Emotions I've endured these days burst out at this moment, and I fell to my knees motionless. And it was strange for the white-haired woman and Donald to see me like that.

Thousand Faces became even more bizarre when he saw my fallen, and my crying grew louder.

After seeing my situation, the white-haired woman tried to reach out to me during the interval of Thousand Faces's attack. I think she wanted to help me dispel the sadness in my heart and help me restore peace, but Thousand Faces did not give him any. The sword flowers were continuously stabbed at her at the slightest chance, and the white-haired woman also began to fall behind.

  

  Donald sees the white-haired woman in a passive state and wants to join the battlefield and fight against the Thousand Faces of the white-haired woman

After he saw Donald, who had turned into a spirit body, rushing towards him, his face became hideous again, as if his wishful thinking had been disrupted. He turned around and stabbed Donald with a sword. The white-haired woman shouted:

"Ma'am, go and help that boy! I'll help you restrain him!"

After the white-haired woman nodded in response, she walked over to my position, stretched her right hand to my head, and muttered something in her mouth. Thousand Faces saw the white-haired woman who was helping me to dispel my grief. Came to me, and Donald sneered after him after seeing it:

"Thousand Faces! I'll hang you on the Christmas tree later, let the whole Tennessee see your disgusting face, and put your face back in your asshole after this Christmas! "

After hearing Donald's words, Thousand Faces's face turned ashen, but he didn't pay much attention. Donald, who saw that ignoring himself, sighed and said:

"Are all Cimejes' subordinates all cowards? Don't they dare to fight back when stuffed in their assholes? I will hang you up on the Christmas tree today, and replace your majesty Cimejes tomorrow!"

After hearing what Donald said this time, Thousand Faces immediately turned around and attacked Donald:

"Silly, I will sew up your mouth today, and use your soul to create a new monster, and make you regret what you said today!"

Seeing the mad face, Donald knew that he was definitely not his opponent and thought to himself:

"If I knew earlier, I wouldn't say Cimejes. I won’t say that again if I’ve got another chance."

The treatment of the white-haired woman on the other side is also coming to an end.

" What's wrong with me?"

When I woke up from sadness, I looked at the white-haired woman who was treating me in front of me and Donald, who was dodging Thousand Faces’ attack. He had already hurried towards Thousand Faces. When Donald saw the white-haired woman walking toward him, his tense nerves slowly relaxed.

Right now! Thousand Faces saw the slack Donald throw the needle sword at him. Donald, who had relaxed his guard, was directly stabbed by the needle sword and pierced through his chest. The needle sword initially staying in his chest was also bound by Thousand Faces. He dragged the needle sword back to his hand with the bandage on the hilt and laughed when he saw the looming spiritual body in front of him:

"I wanted to catch you alive, but forget it. This result is acceptable, hahaha!"

   

Compared to the Thousand Faces who were laughing, Donald seemed to be somewhat calm, as if he had known this scene a long time ago, looked at me and said:

"Boy, what face on you?"

When I saw the looming Donald, I was still in a daze, and I also remembered the picture of Donald delaying the time for the white-haired woman to treat me. Tears could not hold back again.

"Donald, I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."

Donald looked at me angrily and said:

"Don't cry anymore! Boy! Did you forget what happened just now! Do you think my efforts were in vain? Also, I'm already dead. There's no need to feel sorry for me."

After hearing Donald's words, the tears that I almost shed stopped. When he saw that I kept crying, Donald also laughed, then looked at the white-haired woman and said:

"Thank you for helping me regain my sanity. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't know how many years of messing around in the future. If possible, can you tell me your name? "

After the white-haired woman heard the last request of the man who was about to disappear in front of her, she was silent for a moment and said:

"My name is Freyja, born of the mutation of the forest."

After hearing Freyja's response, Donald said:

"Thank you, Lady Freyja."