I created the Anomaly Control Bureau

Chapter 1006, Chapter 1001: Darkness Descends
early morning.

Although there was still time, Winter Wolf opened his eyes. Although he had been here for some time, he still hadn't gotten used to the beds in the church. It wasn't that the beds here were particularly soft or luxurious; in fact, the beds they had been assigned to him were quite simple and as hard as a rock.

But for some reason, he always felt something was wrong when he slept on it, as if he didn't belong to this simple bed that symbolized a peaceful life. Not only were his bones rejecting the bed, but the bed didn't welcome him either.

He quickly washed his face and then picked up a broom.

Perhaps he just couldn't adapt to being a cleaner here. Winter Wolf wasn't someone who couldn't endure hardship. In the past, when there were many conflicts between tribes, he often had to live a life of hardship, sometimes even hiding under the snow for dozens of days.

Hardship or tedium was not a problem for him, but whenever he picked up a broom and did work in the corridor that had no practical use, he felt uncomfortable all over.

He even fantasized that he would be much more comfortable if Rafael and his men sent him to carry out some bloody murders, though he would soon tell himself how foolish that idea was.

If that's the case, his daughter might not be so safe.

Although it was absurd, the peaceful days had gradually made him realize the ironic truth that Pope Rafael was a good man.

Although Raphael tried to appear cold and wise, the occasional interactions they had spent together over the days had gradually made Winter Wolf realize that he was a typical good person, and that their appearance at that time was probably because they couldn't bear to see the angels' atrocities.

His sidekick is an "embodiment of justice." Unlike Raphael, who is still trying to pretend, Ivanie often reveals her expectation of justice and her hatred of evil in her conversations with him.

Raphael's many kind qualities were revealed through her words. Although Winter Wolf didn't quite believe it at first, he soon matched almost all of her traits with Raphael's.

Kind, gentle, extremely empathetic and responsible, able to endure pain, and willing to make long and arduous sacrifices to achieve a better vision...

Aside from his masculine charm, he gradually came to realize that everything Ivanie said was true.

They saved themselves and their daughter simply out of kindness.

This weighty fact also made him hesitate.

He hesitated whether to tell Raphael that he had been hearing the voice of the Winter God these days.

“My child, your people still need you.” His weak voice would occasionally reach Winter Wolf’s ears, but when Winter Wolf tried to communicate with Him, He would fall silent.

Although Raphael was his savior, the Lord of Winter also protected him from the angels' pursuit and helped him countless times in the first half of his life, saving his and his people's lives on numerous occasions.

But whenever he thought of escaping to fulfill his duties as a shaman, he would think of his daughter, who was currently being protected by the church in the Eastern Federation. He couldn't possibly ruin his daughter's life now.

In the end, Winter Wolf made up his mind to confess.

He put down the mop and walked to Lafayette's office.

Bang, bang.

He knocked on the door twice, heavily.

no respond.

Winter Wolf breathed a sigh of relief, but a sense of unease rose within him. Just as he stood at the door, unsure of what to do, he suddenly heard light footsteps coming from the corridor beside him... It didn't sound like a priest.

He looked around the corner of the corridor with a puzzled expression, and almost at the same time, a terrifying face peeked out. Upon seeing him, it instantly showed a look of surprise and then jumped out happily.

Overwhelmed by fear, he lost all ability to move and speak. When he finally regained control of his body, he immediately reached out and grabbed his pendant.

"Lord of Winter, please protect me..."

Because standing at the end of the corridor was his daughter, who should have been studying in the Eastern Federation, but the obedient smile on that seemingly cute face was definitely not that of his biological daughter.

Seemingly sensing something, the girl's face showed an expression of appreciation:

“That’s right, you’re a good father, unlike my father who couldn’t recognize his own daughter.”

Winter Wolf gritted his teeth, silently reciting the name of the Lord of Winter in his heart, vowing to return to His embrace, as long as He could protect him and his daughter at this moment.

"Didn't you already make up your mind?" The Lord of Winter's weak voice rang out, accompanied by the girl's silent, opening and closing mouth.

Then, she burst out laughing:
"I'm not kidding you anymore. I've already killed your god. Before he died, he wanted to pass on his power to your daughter so that she could inherit this weak power. Unfortunately, before he could pass on the power, I crushed him to death."

"Oh dear, this body is quite agile, no wonder He wanted to choose this child. By the way, I didn't tell you beforehand, I did some minor modifications to this body, you shouldn't mind, right?"

As she spoke, the girl's chest and abdomen suddenly split open, and black tentacles emerged, lifting up and tearing away all the flesh below her neck, while her bones were squeezed out like excrement.

A pitch-black monster made of pure darkness, topped with a girl's cute head and smile:

"How is my creation? Not bad, right?"

Winter Wolf's eyes had turned completely bloodshot. Pain and anger simultaneously gripped his throat, vying to burst from his mouth, and bright red blood flowed directly from his clenched fists.

Seeing the mixture of hatred and anger in his eyes, Karina forced a happy smile onto her girlish face:

"That's the look I wanted to see. It's great, really great."

Rage nearly overwhelmed his reason, but in the end, Winter Wolf forced himself to swallow his anger and spoke in his completely hoarse voice:
"Tell me, what do you want me to do? I'll agree to anything as long as you release my daughter, but you must restore her to her original state, and you must sign a contract..."

He was practically grinding his teeth to powder as he spoke.

But Karina looked surprised and raised her black tentacles to her slightly parted lips:
"Ah, I'm sorry, you've got it wrong. I can't restore her to her original state, and you've misunderstood me. I didn't bring her here to blackmail you. No, a weakling like you is of no use to me."

"I did this simply to see the expression on your face right now."

She was laughing very happily.

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