The Fake Sin Of Fallen God
Chaptre 66. 'Doll' figure'?

And without showing the slightest emotion, the figure clashed with Dyze's sword.

Dyze's laughter was loud and frightening, but somehow it had no effect on her at all.

“You are quite impressive, but so boring.”

The strength of the figure is not so far from Dyze's expectations, but his emotions are too stiff and not even shown at all makes Dyze quite bored after fighting with him for some time.

“It looks like it will be bland if it continues.”

As the atmosphere became silent, the dark energy re-emerged and began to envelop Dyze's body, his originally happy and laughing expression now turned moody and looked at his opponent hatefully.

“Kub kill in what way yes.., with sword technique already, with magic already, in the usual way already.”

[How about the way you mentioned earlier? ]

“Aah.. Also true. Come to think of it I've never felt such a sensation again before.”

“Shadow steps.”

Dyze was instantly enveloped in darkness and engulfed by his own shadow, the air of his existence seemed to simply vanish.

Chloe and the others were alarmed but a moment later, Dyze appeared to him right in front of the masked figure.

“First we break his neck.”

Bugg!

“Arkh!”

Dyze clasped the back of his head and immediately turned it around to make a sound.

“Even your moans are made-up.. You really look like a doll huh?”

“…”

“Stay don't want to open your mouth?”

“Then be happy!”

“KHARK!”

Dyze instantly tore the skin of the figure with her fingers, as if there was a claw on her nail.

But in fact, he just tore up the skin of the masked figure purely with the strength of his fingers.

“HAHAHAHA THIS SENSATION!”

“I MISS HIM!”

“Khargh!”

In the midst of his misery, Dyze only laughed with a sharp gaze, laughing at the fate of the figure who was now no longer helpless.

Like a resigned sheep when attacked by a wolf, the masked figure now does nothing, he knows, the fate of a sheep will not be able to win against a wolf.

“Br*ngsek. In the end everything is the same as ending up like this.., ‘kah?”

Without saying more, Dyze directly punched his chest and forcibly took out his heart.

"Even without a heart, can you survive?"

As the masked figure was dying, he tried to reach towards Argus.

And with his permission, Argus stepped up to him and unmasked him.

He looked surprised when he saw the figure behind the mask.

"You..!"

"Look, it's not over yet. That person will definitely rise back to the World..!"

"You don't seem to recognize it yourself.."

"really.. This guy's a blond guy and I feel alien to him." - Argus responds to the words of Chloe who is next to him.

"Well it seems she's just a 'doll'."

They all turned towards Dyze who was holding a sword that read 'Arcandra' in his hand, ignoring the figure that had breathed his last.

“Bonneka?”

The big question was on all of them's minds, Argus and the others were staring at Dyze waiting for the next explanation.

‘Hey, how do I explain to them?’

[You just need to explain that the person has an indirect relationship with the original ‘Arcandra’. Only with that it is quite reasonable that he can be considered as his ‘Boneka’. ]

“Seeing from the figure behind the mask that has a different face from ‘Arcandra’ recognized by Argus alone is enough to prove that he has an indirect relationship with her, he said, can be said he is ‘Boneka’ or ‘Pion’ in a series of events that happened.”

“So so.., reasonable.”

The sentence came out from each of their mouths, they were enlightened as well as cultivated in awe because of Dyze's knowledge.

“So what will you do now?”

Dyze looked at Chloe and was silent for a moment, then walked up to take the mask and clothes from the figure.

“We will go to the City of Parsia by disguising itself as its identity.”

“To scoop up information.., ‘kah?” – Claire mutters a little, but her voice is quite heard by everyone.

“We need to come to him first, I forgot to take the map he gave.”

Just as they were about to head towards the village covered with dense trees and shrubs, a voice stopped their steps.

“Wait! What will you do with this body?”

Dyze turned towards the source of Argus's voice—, his eyes still holding onto the emotion that had been jiggling around, yet he was quite skilled at controlling it.

“Ah I don't need it. Just bury him, let him rot with his hopes that have been lost.”

“Good.”

“Stay with this yes.”

Argus buried him with the heart given by Dyze, then after he finished doing it, he soon followed Dyze who is now back to what he was.

As for Hydra, he followed Dyze from behind and did nothing without his orders.

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“What happened.?”

As they came out of the trees and shrubs that bound the foot of the mountain with the countryside, the citizens who had thought of them as strangers now prostrated themselves before him.

“Thank you for your service! If none of you - you all are likely that masked figure will make our Village a sea of blood!”

A distraught Dyze tries to deny it by asking for evidence.

Residents including Ironseth and Erina who are in the front row pointed to the sword that has engraved ‘Arcandra’ is in the hands of Dyze.

[This way you can't run anywhere. Again like Siren before, they fell by themselves. ]

“In other words I was cornered.., ‘kah?”

“Then what do you want?”

The citizens saw each other then voiced one thing in common:

“What you want is our deepest desire.”

Dyze whistled, it seemed like she was quite interested in ‘High-Human’ because they reminded her of someone.

“Although there is no intention to conquer them before, but they actually submit by themselves. You are great.”

“I agree with Chloe.” – Claire agrees with her statement.

Despite a dispute with Chloe, Dyze holds no grudge against her.

Dyze only sighed and created a sizable magic circle above them, encompassing the entire village below.

“After all this may be the will of destiny. I who now could not possibly reject it.” – He said that while turning the magic circle with his finger as if the large magic circle was directly in his hand.

Klikkkp.

As Dyze flicks her fingers, a sign of a fused star and moon forms on their foreheads, including Livia, Alpha and his friends, who have nothing but Argus, Chloe, and Claire.

“With this you are officially mine. But for now I still don't need your roles. Go, fulfill my call at the right time.”

“Good!”

As they all began to disperse, Dyze told Ironseth and Erina to stay on the spot.

“You need this right, Mr?”

Ironseth gave the map scroll in her hand by kneeling before her.

“Yes. Good decision.”

“Thank you for the compliment.”