The never-ending darkness continued to shroud the cemetery. All furniture stood quietly in the dark, their undulating outlines merging together and creating a strange shape. The commotion they caused should have been loud enough to notify the highest god. However, Lin Sanjiu had no idea why he did not show up.
It was impossible that he did not hear it. This furniture cemetery was created by him to trap and cause trouble for the posthumans, so how was there any possibility that he would be affected by something that came out of his own hand?
Why wouldn't he show up?
While it would not have taken long for the grand prize to solve the mystery, Lin Sanjiu had to waste more time before she finally reached the answer. The highest god's target was never her alone. For the highest god, the wounded Puppeteer was clearly a better target.
With that thought in mind, she threw a surreptitious gaze at the shadow that belonged to Eggy.
