Enter the World of Light & Light S2 Game

95: Farrel's goal again

In a darkness that enveloped an old castle in a different dimension, Farrel, along with the Death Clothes, they could all finally escape the death feather that the half-angel human figure of death carried.

"Sir, Farrel, are you okay?" Ask one of the hands that just came out and help Farrel, one of whose arms was hit by Charlie's black wing feathers.

"I'm fine." Answer Farrel. Although there was blood flowing out of his wounds, Farrel did not show any sick facial expression or anything, other than his flat face.

Because the Death Clothes saw Farrel's blood, which they thought was his master, kept coming out of his body, making one of the hands move toward the arm of Farrel's wounded hand, and then that black hand that had an odor with a myriad of the scent of blood that was quite foul, wrapped around Farrel's hand to become a bandage that would heal the wound itself as time passed.

"Farrel, what do you think you're gonna do now, because your partner's been run away by a half-angel?" Ask one of them all, asking the fate that should have been determined by them, that Alinda is the most suitable couple and queen for their Master, Farrel.

But because someone managed to sneak up and mess up the plan to make offspring, eventually all of it failed.

"I'll just stay out and look for him again."

"Yes, we know, but it won't be as easy as you did the first time you did it."

Upon hearing this, Farrel looked at his own hands and said: "As long as I have desire, and ambition, I can definitely get it again. Even you guys, as long as you're around, isn't whatever I want I can get?"

"Wuhh~ Suddenly I feel a pretty big aura of ambition." Death Clothes.

"Yes, I feel it too, it feels good" said another.

"Hmm, I feel it too, thanks to that, your wounds have healed." This long black hand, in which he was treating Farrel's injured arm, and once it was done, according to what he said just now, the wound was completely healed.

Farrel also saw the results of the performance of his men who were quite satisfactory, because eventually the wound was completely covered even the wound was no longer there.

"But still you have to be careful of that half-human angel. He is no match for us, for he presides over the destiny of the death of every human being, and if he still does not allow the dead, because it is not yet the time, he will move." This Death Clothes.

"I know that. So can you now move me to my room?" Farrel asked while looking at the ceiling of the castle he stopped by, it turned out that at the end of the roof made of glass, and made him see there was a red crescent moon.

Whether it was the moon of what mark, he just stared at her blankly.

"Unfortunately, because of the power we've used to stabilize and restore our existence, you can only go back to where you were last." Answer one of them.

"No problem, as long as I can get out of this rotten place, I won't bother with it." Answer Farrel.

The figure of the average Death Clothes could not show its form that was always hiding in the darkness, finally gathered in their respective places. After that, Farrel closed his eyes and not long after he closed his eyes, the wind that blew was quite strong, immediately greeted him.

VUSHHH....

Along with the heavy rain, when Farrel opened his eyes, he saw that he was now on the beach, and a strong storm hit the sea and coastal areas.

JDEERR.....

Flash after flash adorns the gray sky. The sea that used to display a pretty beautiful scenery, now actually shows a pretty terrible sight.

"Alinda." Call Farrel in a word.