Chapter 1117 Charles

"Maybe we miscalculated, that thing didn't join us, but turned into this little girl?" Anna and the others looked at the girl in front of them hesitantly.

The dagger in Anna's hand had already cut a gash on the opponent's arm, and red blood flowed out of it.

"Are you sure the color of the blood is different?" Charles doubted.

Anna glared at him impatiently, "You used a gun to make so many holes in my body back then, you don't know the color of the liquid that came out of it??"

Charles tried his best to recall the scene back then, but found that he couldn't remember too many details, and the time was too long.

"Master Priest, it's really impossible. Just in case, let's kill her first." A Fortan believer at the side took out a dagger.

Charles raised the metal prosthesis and stopped it directly, "There is no need for that. Since her blood is red, then she is not a Diva."

The Fortan believer holding the dagger did not speak, but looked at Anna, waiting for the other party's order.

Anna glanced at Charles and the girl, and asked with some surprise: "Why are you so nervous? It's really interesting. You protect other people's daughters well, but you lost your own daughter."

Charles, who frowned, looked at her, "She is a person, a living person, don't say it is so easy to take away a human life."

"Forget it, you don't know how many people died at your hands? Are you pretending to be a good person here now?" Anna expressed great contempt for Charles' behavior.

Charles didn't bother to justify these words that were not nutritious at all. After comforting the girl softly, he looked up at his wife.

"I'm serious, if you find the escaped Diwa, are you really going to give up your human body? Will you change back?"

"Otherwise? I've worked so hard for Bara, do you think I'm just playing around?" Anna replied without hesitation.

Charles walked up to her and put his hands on her soft shoulders, staring at her with a very complicated expression.

"Fart, put it away! What are the ink marks, do you really think it's time to chat in this kind of ghost place? The guy who ran away might be hiding somewhere to watch the show." Anna was very dissatisfied with Charles' behavior.

After thinking about it for a long time, Charles said word by word: "Anna, you are a human now, a living person. You finally became a human. I don't want you to become a monster again."

Anna looked at him with a half-smile, "When you put me in a human body, I was a human?"

"When will you change your hair, who always makes decisions for others?"

"What is a monster? How much better are you than me now?"

Charles took a deep breath to suppress the irritability in his heart. "Anna, since you have finally turned into a human, then don't go down, I will take care of it."

"It's up to you?" Anna showed a trace of disdain, "You have to send Shining directly to me, otherwise don't talk such nonsense! Also, you'd better show me some respect! What are you? Give me advice too?"

After finishing speaking, she stretched out her hand and pushed Charles in front of her hard. At the moment of pushing away, a blade pierced through the gap between her fingers and lightly passed over the back of Charles' hand.

A hole appeared on the back of his hand, but what flowed out was not blood-red blood, but some kind of translucent purple juice.

Such an obvious flaw made everyone instantly understand Charles' identity. He was a fake, pretended by that monster.

Seeing that his identity was exposed, Charles's scarred head instantly split open, and he waved his huge tentacles and ran wildly into the distance.

However, the surrounding area has long been surrounded by Fortan believers, and a Divait whose identity has been found out cannot escape at all.

Everyone rushed forward, and soon this Delevingne was presented with large characters, nailed to the ground with a wooden pendant, and could not move anywhere.

"What did I say before? In this respect, I'm your patriarch. I just want to fool me by modifying my memory. Isn't it too small for me?"

The flesh and blood on the huge octopus monster's body quickly solidified into a vague human shape, which was Charles.

Facing the imminent death, this temporary personality made by the Diwa tribe did not express too much emotional fluctuation, but continued to say to Anna: "Anna, I am Charles."

"Stop pretending, you're just a fake."

"I can be fake, so you are also fake, right?"

This sentence seemed to touch Anna's anti-aging, and she directly grabbed a pistol from one of them, and started shooting at him.

After a few shots, Charles, who barely spliced ​​the human figure together, was beaten to pieces.

"Don't compare me with a newborn like you! I have survived for so long, and Anna is real!"

The rotten flesh barely reassembled into a human form. He looked at Anna with a very complicated expression, and continued, "You pretend not to care, but you still care about this identity."

"I admit that you are the real Anna now, but if you return to this body again and subconsciously be affected by Divait's body, are you still the real Anna at that time?"

Anna rarely refuted anything, and slowly lowered the muzzle of the gun.

"If you return to this body again, then you will be just like me, just inducing human dying thoughts. I really don't want you to become like this."

Saying this, Charles showed a hint of open-mindedness on his face. "You know what? When I realized I was just the Charles Diwa copied from your memory, the only thing on my mind was to make you change your mind."

Charles had never thought of harming anyone, and all he had done before was to make Anna change this dangerous idea.

"Anna, cherish your life now, don't go back, I beg you, if you go back to Earthsea, everything will happen again, and you will eventually perish. I can handle all those desperate days alone !!"

Before the other party finished speaking, this reluctantly human-shaped head was blasted to pieces again, and Anna's eyes did not know when intense hatred appeared.

"Do you think that through this method, it's like letting me let you go and have your daydream! I said it! This kind of technique doesn't work for me!!"

After finishing speaking, Anna walked over with the knife, peeled off the mucus-covered skin with the knife, and reached out to grab the cerebellum where the temporary personality was stored.

The Diwa used all their strength to re-condense the mutilated upper body of a Charles.

"Anna, I can feel that you are starting to have humanity, don't throw it away, okay?"

"I don't need you to teach! You fake!!"

However, when Anna pinched, Charles instantly collapsed into a pool of rotten flesh. Charles, who was born less than ten minutes ago, completely disappeared.