"Move aside!"
The words were spoken by Lindong, as the round meatball lunged at Ethan. She stepped sideways with a cold face, blocking between the two, ready to act at any moment. The mere followers of Evil God Bajatos didn't concern her.
She had intended just to watch the commotion, but hadn't expected the meatball to dare to roll toward Ethan.
Is that the place you should be rolling to?
Lindong never liked the followers of Evil God Bajatos. Most of them turned into monstrous beings who were neither human nor ghost upon advancing. According to the followers, the Heavenly Father possessed an avant-garde taste in art, and it was their honor to satisfy the Father's aesthetics. Take the shopkeeper meatball, for instance — he no longer looked human at all. His body was swollen like a balloon, with limbs so short they almost retracted into his body. Upon seeing Ethan, he rolled out from behind the counter like a ball.
