1357 The Real… Nether Puppeteer Patriarch (2/2)

The girl who emerged from Nether Puppeteer Patriarch's body looked somewhat similar to the Earth Nether Puppet, but her figure was slightly less voluptuous than the puppet. However, she had a lively face, which showed that she was a real person, not a puppet.

The bloody column of light disappeared. The girl's blood-colored hair fluttered in the wind, and she blinked her charming, big eyes. Then, she slowly stuck out her little tongue and licked her red lips.

”It's been years… I have almost forgotten this body of mine,” she said.

Unlike her appearance, she had a mature voice with an attractive accent.

”Little chef… You are indeed the inheritor of that man. You have been sabotaging what I'm trying to do,” the girl said, looking at Bu Fang with a smile. ”You have destroyed my Earth Nether Puppet and Human Nether Puppet. Do you know they are all my masterpieces?”

She seemed a little upset, pouting with a sad look on her face. She then continued, ”And Heaven Nether Puppet… It has taken me great effort to make it, but you're still going to destroy it…”

The girl sighed. After a moment's silence, she rolled her eyes and fixed them on Bu Fang's face. A horrible killing intent suddenly exploded out of her, and her pretty face became hideous, terrifying to look at.

”Why are you so annoying?!”

With a loud rumble, terrible pressure burst out of her body and spread in all directions. At the same time, a small world emerged over her head, full of puppets.

In a flash, the girl sped across the air and appeared in front of Bu Fang, bending her fingers like a claw and thrusting them toward his chest as if to dig out his heart.

The sudden burst of her aura and her transformation from an attractive girl to a vicious woman was so shocking that everyone gasped.

She was so strong! Her aura was at least one or two times stronger than that of Nether Puppeteer Patriarch!

Bu Fang's pupils constricted. He moved slightly to one side to dodge, but her hand was too fast and managed to grab his chest.

Boom!

Suddenly, a loud bird cry rang out. The invincibility of the Vermilion Robe was triggered.

The atmosphere froze abruptly at this moment.

The girl's face was ferocious, and her eyes were full of madness. She looked at Bu Fang, somewhat stunned as if wondering why she had not been able to gouge out his heart.

”You broke my Earth Nether Puppet and destroyed my Human Nether Puppet! I want to see how black your heart is?” the young girl said, resuming her cloyingly sweet expression.

Bu Fang gently exhaled a puff of turbid air, fixed his eyes on the girl's face, and said, frowning, ”Are you… Nether Puppeteer Patriarch?”

'What I've just cut in half is… the Human Nether Puppet?' he thought to himself.

Nether Puppeteer Patriarch once said that he had three puppets he was most proud of: the Heaven Nether Puppet, Earth Nether Puppet, and Human Nether Puppet. Now, it seemed that the Human Nether Puppet was the puppet that had been used to hide him, or her!

The girl seemed a little shy when her identity was revealed by Bu Fang. A blush came to her cheeks, and her hand holding his chest was gently stroking him. Suddenly, she leaned over and whispered in his ear with a cold voice, ”Yes… I am Nether Puppeteer Patriarch, and you can die now.”

With a sneer, her terrible aura erupted again, as if to push Bu Fang to the ground. She then thrust her hand toward his chest once again.

This time, Bu Fang was not protected by the Vermilion Robe's invincibility.

Just then, in Bu Fang's spirit sea, a loud, melodious bird cry rang out, echoing through the skies.

”This little whore! Let me fight her, Little Host!” the Vermilion Bird said.

Bu Fang was slightly taken aback. He had not yet seen how the Vermilion Bird would fight after possessing him, and he didn't expect that she would volunteer this time. Therefore, he didn't refuse her.

Outside, the girl's face was full of madness as she stuck out her tongue, licked her lips, and threw her claw-like hand at Bu Fang's chest.

Suddenly, a hand rose and caught her hand. She paused, then looked up and saw Bu Fang's black hair turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The next moment, a feminine look came over Bu Fang's face.

”Little whore… let this old lady fight you.”