I Become Baby Mafia Boss

The audience might be watching a ten-minute short show, but the script implemented on the stage can reach thousands of years!

This is the horror of a puppet master's domain, especially someone as powerful and 'creative' as Wilhelm.

In just a few seconds, countless celestials aged and died on the stage while others broke their wings, completely unable to fly without the threads that manipulated them.

This speed of killing thousands of people in a few seconds is too scary!

Even if the celestials who chose to act on the stage died or broke their wings, Wilhelm still used them as puppets, but he would also replace a large batch of celestials on the stage with those still intact.

These people couldn't resist the rules inside the domain at all, and those who could create domains weren't placed on the stage or backstage at all.

The queen, the halflings and other guards protected inside the shield were all inside the domain, but they weren't placed inside the theater at all and were placed in pitch black dimension.

Wilhelm didn't want to kill the halflings who weren't purely celestials and also didn't want to touch those guards or the Queen because they should be able to create their own domains.

Let's just play with these people with no domains!

In less than a minute, batch after batch of celestials were replaced, and the number of victims who broke their wings had reached 50.000 celestials.

Those who died were all assimilated into the domain, becoming Wilhelm's new puppet collection.

It was no wonder that people said domains were just different dimensions where the ability user who created the dimension was the one in control of everything.

And when these ability users died, the domain they once created would be left just like that, wandering everywhere in this boundless universe.

Most ability users couldn't even reach this stage of creating domains, much less the majority of people in this world who would remain ordinary for the rest of their lives.

They didn't know the existence of dimensions and such, not knowing that even in this world, countless dimensions were lurking...

There could be living people inside the dimensions, or savage creatures, or new resources and other things.

These were still dimensions or what people in the cultivation world called as secret realms.

What about another world, such as the one Ainsley lived in before she came to this world?

The majority of people in this world would remain in the dark, not even knowing about the transmigrators existence.

After Wilhelm killed close to 10.000 celestials in five minutes and disabled 50.000 celestials, he continued his narration, and something changed on the stage.

"The angels have been living happily for a long time, flying freely as their life mission."

"But one day, there is a group of people with wings who can't fly for some reason..."

Wilhelm snapped his fingers, and countless celestials with folded wings suddenly appeared on the stage, not flying in the sky above the stage floor but really standing on the huge, strange stage.

When these people appeared, the audience immediately realized that all of them were Wilhelm's celestial puppets that he picked and transformed before the domain appeared.

Thanks to Cellino.

Oh, and that little guy...he had stopped using his Space Exchange and was also included in this domain, but he became a little cat sitting on Wilhelm's lap.

Cellino enjoyed Wilhelm's cat-petting skill, almost forgetting Ainsley and Bello, who were at the island and the underworld gate outside of the domain.

Wilhelm's voice continued to echo throughout the huge theater with a high ceiling as the puppet celestials made their move.

"These people with wings but can't fly also have a lot of people who have no wings."

"They can only stay on the ground, looking up at these angels who look so happy to fly freely in the sky."

The people with wings but couldn't fly were all played by Wilhelm's puppet celestials, and those with no wings...

Wilhelm chose the actors from the batch who were still not transformed into his puppets.

Anyway, as a good puppet master, he treated his puppets nicely and wouldn't break them for no reason.

Wasn't it good to let those non-puppet celestials act as wingless people?

The moment Wilhelm's voice fell, another group of celestials still in their war machine mode stiffly entered the stage.

One by one, the wings on their backs disappeared, as if forcefully plucked and taken away by an unknown force.

If they could see the real scene, they would see countless invisible crimson threads taking away their wings, mercilessly tearing their wings from their backs!

Wilhelm's show had always been 'family-friendly', and all the blood that appeared on the stage immediately disappeared, becoming the crimson mist that acted as a curtain.

Of course, when the show was still playing, the curtains were nowhere to be seen, just like the blood these celestials shed as they lost their wings.

When the elders, the marshal and other higher-ranking people in the celestials sitting in the audience seat see the wingless and stiff celestials with pale faces on the stage...

All of them felt a fire burning in their chests. The old ones even sucked the cold air nervously and almost fainted on the spot.

"This m*therfck*er!! He dares— he dares to rip off our people's wings!"

This is too cruel. Much cruller than breaking their wings on the stage earlier.

It was much more painful to rip their wings off their backs than just breaking the wings themselves.

How much pain, wound and suffering did these celestials have to suffer?

Infinite.

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