Gazing at Beryl in this state, Su Lu sighed softly to himself.
The true Beryl had died long ago.
It was he who had transformed her into the Corpse Maiden, who was then subtly influenced by Lady Moon.
Everything about her spiritual body was laid bare just now, looking like a ragdoll that had been shattered and mended countless times.
'Hmm... Lady Moon was the first, Shewinado the second, and I was the third... In reality, her spiritual body has been shattered and stitched back together thrice, making her a monstrous stitched abnormality... in her soul?'
'But who cares as long as she does her job properly.'
A golden light flashed in Su Lu's eyes, as he perfectly grasped Beryl's current state of mind and spiritual body, and he asked, "How do you feel?"
"I feel... more devoted to serving you, master."
Beryl answered, her eyes slightly unfocused.
"Good... I will aid you in advancing to the [King of the Undead] as soon as possible!"
