Reborn group pet, the boss begs for forgiveness

"Why did you become like this?" someone tried to ask him.

Ferrier just laughed, and laughed even crazier, "Everything is gone... everything is gone..."

No one knows why he became like this. Perhaps he suffered a great blow, perhaps he lost important people or things, or perhaps he lost his mind due to endless pain. His laughter revealed a deep loneliness and despair, which made people feel his inner brokenness and helplessness.

In this mysterious and solemn realm of God, Ferrier's laughter has become a strange and poignant existence. It is not only a portrayal of his mental breakdown, but also a protest against the fickleness of fate. People listened silently, with complex emotions in their hearts, including sympathy for him and fear of the unknown.

The night was still deep, and Ferrier's laughter continued to echo in the darkness, as if it would never stop. His figure gradually blurred and disappeared at the end of the night, leaving only the heart-pounding laughter, lingering in people's hearts for a long time.

Ferrier's smile was like a flower blooming in the dark night, fleeting, but leaving behind endless misery and sadness. He exuded a chilling aura, as if it was the cold breath from hell. His deep eyes were like the bottomless abyss that people tried their best to avoid but had no way to escape, cold and full of despair.

Ferrier always wandered around the Green Demon Pool. Whenever he saw the nobles from the Netherworld pointing at him, he would open his mouth wide and let out a crazy laugh.

No one knew whether the nobles were mocking Ferrier or Ferrier was mocking the nobles.

Every time after uttering that weird and crazy laugh, Fellier would tightly grip the sword in his hand that was flashing with cold light and whose handle seemed to be tainted with evil aura.

His eyes were cold and resolute. He suddenly turned his head and shot his gaze at the nobles like arrows. With a teasing smile on his lips, he said coldly: "Who's next? Want to try?"

At this moment, Ferrier's face was extremely distorted by his wild laughter. His eyes were wide open, as if trying to break free from the constraints of his eye sockets. His mouth was wide open, revealing a mouthful of uneven teeth, and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth like silver threads. His body was also shaking from his wild laughter, as if he was controlled by an invisible force and couldn't help himself.

Ferrier held the demon sword tightly with both hands like iron pliers, his knuckles turned white and almost transparent due to excessive force. His arms trembled violently like branches in the wind, as if he was fighting desperately against the surging madness in his heart.

Suddenly, Ferrier raised the sword like a madman, waving it wildly in the air, muttering something, as if he wanted to express his hatred for the world word by word. Ferrier's movements were as fast as lightning and as swift as a whirlwind, as if he wanted to tear the whole world into pieces.

After a near-crazy outburst, Ferrier's breathing became extremely rapid, like an old bellows, and he stopped panting. His eyes still flashed with a cold light, like the cold moon in the cold night, but at the same time, he also revealed a trace of fatigue that was difficult to conceal, like a candle that had burned out. His eyes, like ice, slowly swept over the nobles who were frightened and pale as paper, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a gloomy and terrifying smile. This smile was like a demon from the netherworld, mixed with a hint of sarcasm, as if mocking the cowardice and incompetence of these nobles.

Ferrier's eyes revealed deep disdain, like a mountain looking down on ants, and he was satisfied with their fear. However, behind this creepy smile, perhaps Ferrier was hiding the endless loneliness and helplessness deep in his heart.

Ferrier knew very well that there was a huge gap between him and these pampered noblemen. Their world was full of hypocrisy and vanity, while he was wandering in the dark corners of this world.

At this moment, Ferrier proved his existence to them in a chilling way, even if it was a chilling way.

Ferrier's smile gradually disappeared, and his expression returned to calm, but the trace of fatigue still lingered on his face. He turned and left, leaving behind a group of panicked nobles, who may never understand Ferrier's complex emotions.

Whenever the morning light pierces the clouds, splits the darkness like a sword, and illuminates the earth, Ferrier will quietly disappear into the depths of the dark forest like a ghost. He is like a messenger of the dark god, silently wandering at the junction of light and darkness, carrying out the mysterious and dangerous mission.

Whenever Felir stood on a high place and looked down at the Fuguang Forest blessed by light, he would feel an indescribable loneliness and sadness in his heart. Not far from him, the dark god Fuxi was standing in the darkness with a sly smile. Fuxi's figure was looming in the shadows, exuding an unsettling atmosphere.

How much Ferrier longed to find a deserted corner where he could die silently in endless loneliness.

However, Felir's inner obsession and sense of mission are like tough chains that bind him tightly. Felir knows that his existence is to fulfill the unknown mission. Even if he carries endless pain and loneliness, he can only move forward silently under the supervision of the Dark God.

Between the endless darkness and the faint light, Felir's soul was like a candle in the wind, being mercilessly torn apart by two powerful forces. Every bit of pain penetrated deep into his bones, as if to tear him into countless pieces. Despite the great pain Felir endured, his heart was as firm as steel, guarding the precious love between him and Hua Yiren.

Darkness was like ink, silently corroding his soul, bringing endless fear and despair. It tried to devour everything he had, and plunged him into a bottomless abyss. Light was like a weak flame, swaying in the darkness, giving him a glimmer of hope and warmth. Ferrier wandered in this gap, exhausted physically and mentally, but never gave up his persistence in love.

Ferrier's soul was tortured in the battle between darkness and light. However, Ferrier's love for Hua Yiren was like a burning flame, burning more and more. This love was the most solid pillar in his heart, supporting him to move forward in the darkness. He silently endured the pain just to continue to protect that sincere love.

Hua Yiren's beauty and tenderness were like a beam of light, illuminating his dark world. Ferrier recalled the good times he had spent with her, and those warm moments flashed in his mind like a series of gorgeous pictures. Her smile and her eyes became his motivation to persevere.

Despite the torment of his soul, Ferrier firmly believed that their love would prevail. With his strong will and endless love, he resisted the erosion of darkness and protected the emotional bond between them. No matter how many difficulties and challenges he encountered, he would never let this love be broken.