Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2098: Crimson at dawn (30)

Chapter 2098 Embers at dawn (thirty)

"What?!" Bedivere was stunned when he heard the doctor's speech: "Are you serious?"

"Seriously." Constantine blinked: "Just imagine, the dragon people actually have an amazing regeneration ability. I installed his head on the body of a brown bear, and his head can rely on His own amazing regenerative ability to capture, assimilate the brown bear's body, and finally take the brown bear's body as his own. If he can even do such a fantastical thing, he will be blown up to ashes It shouldn't be impossible for the body to regenerate, right?"

"My God..." Bedivere didn't think of a way to refute Constantine, but instead exclaimed: "So, is Elaine's body below the head still-- --"

"Somewhere in the Dawn region, in the form of a headless body, I continue to wander. That's right." Constantine hummed: "It's like a ghost story, scary enough, right? But This speculation is not groundless. According to the information provided by some monster hunters in the Dawning area, it seems that some people have seen a headless, white body with red fruit, wandering in the forest. Unfortunately, the orcs are very superstitious. Seeing that scene from a distance, they were immediately frightened, and they all chose to flee immediately. If these idiots could stay and watch a few more times, they might be able to provide more useful information."

Maybe it's just people getting it wrong, or maybe it's some other creature at all, looking like a headless man from a distance. Maybe there are more maybe. But Bedivere's intuition told him that the headless body wandering in the wilderness had a great possibility to be related to Elaine.

Nevertheless...

"Don't change the subject!" The werewolf youth groaned, "Anything like this is fine! I just want to ask you now, do you want to go to Elaine?! That kid may have been in deep danger. , being **** and tortured by bad guys, being skinned and dismantled, and suffering terribly?! As his best friend, aren't you worried at all?"

"Oh, you are so long-winded..." Constantine complained in a prolonged tone: "I have already said, Elaine will not be deceived so easily. If it is so simple, she will be deceived. If he is in danger, he deserves it. It's not worth saving. The words have been made clear, please don't pester me any more?"

Bedivere was silent for a while: "You know what, right? For whatever reason, your reaction to hearing that Elaine might have an accident outside was a little too bland. You're so calm, It's because you knew from the beginning where Elaine was going and what kind of practice she was going to receive. Oh my God. Great Britain is behind all this?"

This time it was Constantine's turn to fall silent for a while. The Knight of the Round Table picked up the pen in his hand and turned it around a few times, becoming unintentional about his work, and he didn't even care about the documents he was reviewing.

"Sometimes you're annoyingly sharp, Mr. Bedivere," he said.

"So what the **** is Elaine doing?" Bedivere asked, "You didn't let that kid do anything dangerous, did you?"

"God knows." Constantine replied vaguely: "Perhaps there is no cultivation at all. The so-called cultivation is just a matter of his own choice. Maybe he has already boarded the flight out of Egypt and went back in despair. Great Britain. Because he knows there are things he can never do. Or maybe he's going through some cruel test right now, forcing himself to do things he doesn't want to do in order to get stronger. And then he might Will come back as a madman, or maybe he really has the bargaining chip to make him stronger. All this is a branch of countless unknowns, and who knows what will happen in the end?"

"I'm carrying out such a dangerous practice! It must be stopped immediately------"

"But Mr. Bedivere!" Constantine interrupted the werewolf youth: "Even a little idiot like Elaine has the right to choose his own destiny. Since that is his choice, since that It's the path he personally chose, and who has the qualifications to stop him?"

Bedevier is silent.

"As his relatives and friends, we can only watch him silently." Constantine said: "Even if he falls, is injured, is humiliated, is desperate, is a failure after struggling. , or success... We can only watch in silence. Please respect Elaine's decision, okay?"

For that matter, Bedivere doesn't have much to say.

"In this case..."

"Whatever the outcome, he'll be back in eight hours," Constantine added.

"Then I'll get something delicious in eight hours and wait for him to come back." Bedivere replied.

"That's right." Constantine smiled indifferently and hung up the phone.

Meanwhile, somewhere.

Elaine, in a state of narcissism.

He is falling from endless heights, not knowing where he came from and where he will fall. He didn't even know why he fell, and why it took so long for him to fall to the bottom.

He only knows that according to this gravitational acceleration, when he falls to the ground, he will definitely---------

---------It hurts!

This sense of unease and panic builds up as he continues to fall and accelerate, just when his unease accumulates to the point where he's about to cross the line, smack! ! He landed.

Unsurprisingly, his body shattered into countless pieces of flesh. Despite this, he could still feel the pain when his body was shattered, and his brain should have been smashed into a paste, but his thinking was extraordinarily clear, and he could clearly feel everything around him.

Pain, excruciating pain, unbearable pain, one after another. It was accompanied by the stench of viscera, with the smell of earth and iron ore, and the strong smell of blood.

He thought that was the smell of his broken flesh after he fell to pieces. However, the next second, he knew that things were not so simple.

That's right, the **** smell isn't just from him. The place where he was, the "ground", was the main source of the strong **** smell.

He didn't fall on a rock floor, or a concrete floor. He fell into a heap of innumerable offal and pieces of meat.

Whether there were tens of millions of people who fell from the sky before him and formed this pile of minced meat, he did not know. All he knew was that this thing not only reeked of blood, it was alive. It was wriggling, endlessly wriggling like a monstrous creature, dying, screaming, sighing, and swallowing more, dying creatures.

Elaine felt that her shattered flesh was gradually merging with the corpse's pile of flesh. This feeling is unmatched by any unpleasant feeling in the world, nor can it be compared to any disgusting feeling in the world, like watching your own dead body while you are awake rotting into a foul-smelling mess!

And above this pile of wriggling flesh, countless bugs are crawling. Ants, spiders, maggots, flies, and more indescribable. And Elaine could feel them crawling, biting, and eroding on his broken body. It was a shiver that penetrated the bone marrow, and he couldn't shake it off on his own. That is, a terrifying scene that combines helplessness, panic, nausea, fear and oneness!

"Save...!" He wanted to make a sound, his voice was as small as a mosquito, and it was overshadowed by the chirping of the viscera and flesh around him.

"Help...!!" However, calling for help was of no use, he had completely merged with those disgusting things, was swallowed into the pile of minced meat, and was dragged deeper and deeper. , was under endless pressure, and could not even breathe.

The suffocation at the bottom of the abyss crushed him.

The body, which has died and melted, is being stinged by countless spikes, and being torn in all directions by tremendous force, although it no longer exists, it causes endless phantom pain.

Then Elaine suddenly remembered that he had been through this before.

Oh, yes, he was in that kind of pain when he was injected with some kind of virus and he went crazy and turned into a shark. In the end he was killed by someone, and he was also turned into a sticky mud-like thing on the verge of death.

(It seems that someone was rescued after that. Who?)

(Can't remember. Just can't remember.)

(It hurts.)

(Why does it hurt so much?)

(Why am I here?)

(Can't remember. Just can't remember.)

(Wait.)

(Who am I?)

His mind suddenly went blank. Crazy pain has penetrated every cell in his body. Because of the severe pain, his mind is blank, even who he is, what he is, why he is here, why he feels such pain, all of them. Can't remember. The only thought in my head is pain, it hurts. We must hurry up and let this terrifying pain subside!

And in that instant, he surpassed.

(What is pain?)

(What is fear?)

(Alive, what is it?)

(Can't remember. Can't remember all of this, all of this!)

Black and white are completely reversed, and all ideas are reduced to nothing. In the bottom and most depressing corner of the dark abyss, there is an infinitely open pale universe.

The destruction of [Self] is also the release of [Self].

Everything around him is gone, and the pain is gone. In order to no longer bear the pain and fear, he emptied his heart and denied everything, even himself. He himself no longer knew what he was, and he no longer even knew he existed. Now he is only a point, a quantum, [one] and [full].

He floats silently, meaninglessly, and endlessly in the infinitely open pale universe.

"You're finally here."

A voice spoke to him. Do not. a voice? Tell him from somewhere else? Or is it that this voice is himself, and this voice is what he is telling himself?

In this world where even self is abandoned and everything is integrated, why does [others] exist?

"Although that idiot Storadis is a muscular man with big chests and no brains, he is very thoughtful and arranged for me to meet you in this [realm]."

A black figure appeared in this pale universe.

The figure of the black bear.

Impressive and majestic.

"What are you still in a daze. Come out." That voice came from the figure of the black bear. He was carrying a large "glass" sword that was even bigger than his stature.

The pose looks like...

Elaine suddenly remembered his own form. He also appeared in this pale universe ~IndoMTL.com~ naked, defenseless, small, and powerless.

Because of black and white, the pale universe is no longer a pale universe, it begins to turn gray.

"You are so sad." The figure of the black bear looked at Elaine and sneered: "Is this me, the me in another universe? The me in the next universe?"

"I entrusted [Tinder] to the Palinlor family 20,000 years ago, not for them to hand over [Tinder] to such a weak fellow!"

The black bear drew his great sword from his back and made a gesture of fighting. The terrifying black "glass" greatsword in his hand was undoubtedly the Black Moon Godsteel greatsword that Elaine had been using, but it was just bigger.

And Elaine, the unarmed white bear, subconsciously assumes a retracted, defensive stance.

"Then," the black bear grinned, his eyes gleaming with a murderous light: "Looks like there's still a lot of time left. How many times should I kill you next?"

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