"No..."
Even though Daniel's eyes were still filled with disbelief, he had no choice but to believe when confronted with such a bloody cold reality.
"Let me show you our true creator again..."
Peter, expressionless, used his ability once more.
Soon, an iron puppet pushed a person sitting in a chair over.
This person looked extremely bizarre.
The body had no trace of blood, as if it had been forcibly drained of all its blood, and every part of the body was shriveled to the extreme.
He maintained a death posture with both hands wrapped around his knees, head deeply tucked between his legs, seemingly avoiding something.
[A corpse self-resolved]
[Explanation: Who killed him? He killed himself.]
Rogel glanced at it and closed the information, which showed nothing useful.
"Take a good look, Daniel."
"Seoluo, this is our creator father, he personally created the entire Isle of Light and Dark, sculpting each puppet."
