Chapter 24: Fanatics
I dodged backwards to avoid the mysterious liquid, and when I looked back, An Xiaowei had disappeared into the fog. I listened carefully to the movements in the fog, but could not feel anything.
I subconsciously wanted to draw my knife, but found there was nothing on my waist.
"Are you looking for that knife? You won't find it~" An Xiaowei's voice rang out in the fog. Her voice was scattered in every corner, and I couldn't tell where she was.
I couldn't rely on the knife someone gave me for everything, so I quickly organized my thoughts and thought about what else I had on me.
Oh, right, the dagger!
I drew my dagger and concentrated my mind, guarding against possible attacks from the dark.
The pool of brown-red liquid became larger and larger, and slippery tentacles gradually grew out of the liquid and attacked me quickly.
I stepped back suddenly to avoid the attack, and at the same time held the dagger in my hand in reverse to prepare for defense. The tentacles twisted like snakes at an extremely fast speed, and I could only dodge by instinct.
During this process, I found that my senses seemed to be more sensitive.
At this moment, I suddenly felt a slight air flow brushing past my face. I subconsciously dodged to the side, and the next second, a tentacle emerged from the mist and came straight towards me.
I swung my backhand and the dagger cut through the tentacle, but instead of bleeding as I expected, more brown-red liquid flowed out.
Although I'm still a little confused about the current situation, the enhanced senses are not a bad thing for me at the moment. At least I can avoid most attacks.
I paid attention to the tentacle that I had cut off. Fortunately, it did not regenerate, but just slowly melted away.
As long as I cut off all these damn things, she won't be able to do anything to me.
Thinking of this, I calmed myself down and focused my attention on sensing the positions of these tentacles and taking the initiative to attack.
left!
I turned around quickly and swung my dagger, just in time to cut off the tentacles that were reaching out.
I was delighted, it seemed that this method would work.
More and more tentacles were cut off by me, but more tentacles grew out of the reddish-brown liquid. Gradually, I became exhausted.
This can’t go on… Only then did I realize that I was in trouble.
Realizing this, I changed my mindset and stopped attacking. I dodged the tentacles coming towards me while thinking about my next strategy.
These tentacles attacked me slowly and steadily. Although they were fierce every time, they would deviate from me a little bit each time. At first I thought it was because my senses were heightened so I could dodge them nimbly. Now it seems that this is just like a cat teasing a mouse, pure play.
I gradually had a bold idea - unless she didn't want to kill me, but just wanted to force me into a desperate situation.
What was her purpose? I thought quickly, and after much reflection, I felt that the most likely motive was the Lord God she was talking about.
Thinking of this, I mustered up the courage to shout, "I admit defeat! Is that not enough for me? If what you say is true... I am willing to believe in that true God!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the tentacles stopped attacking and An Xiaowei slowly walked out of the fog.
"It would have been better if I had done this earlier. You see, I have always treated you as a friend."
I chuckled and said, "Can you tell me about my parents now?"
Although there are so many questions I want to ask, this question is what I care about most at the moment, and it may be the least important thing to her, so she will definitely say something.
"Your parents are not abroad." An Xiaowei replied.
Not abroad? I was stunned for a moment, recalling my past memories of my parents.
In my memory, they always spent very little time at home. Every time they came back, they would stay for a month or two at most and then leave again for a very long time. It was okay when I was young, but the older I got, the longer they were away, and the less often I saw them.
I once asked them, but the only answer I got was that they were very busy working abroad.
The last time I saw them was when I was sixteen. They came back in a hurry and gave me an injection at home for no apparent reason. I was sick for a month afterward. After I recovered, they left and never came back.
It’s been eight years already, and I can’t help but feel a little emotional.
"So...what kind of people are they?" I asked softly.
An Xiaowei's expression became a little strange. She chuckled a few times and said with a slightly mocking tone, "They used to be very good people...but they can't think straight. Ji Ling, don't be like them."
For some reason, I felt disgusted from the bottom of my heart when I heard her say that. Although I didn't have a very deep impression of my parents, I still felt uncomfortable when my parents were commented on like this by outsiders.
But now was obviously not the time to argue with her, so I spoke carefully: "The Lord God you are talking about...who is it?"
At this point, An Xiaowei's face showed an extremely pious expression. She tilted her head back, squinting her eyes as she looked towards a certain place in the sky:
“He is the Lord of Savior and the true God who can lead mankind to complete evolution.”
My expression was a little tense, because the last savior I heard of was Harry Potter.
"Then...this savior you mentioned...is he powerful?" I continued to ask.
"It's not a question of whether He is powerful or not! He is that kind of... that very special kind..." An Xiaowei paused, laughed morbidly twice, and said, "Join the arms of the Lord, and you will know everything..."
Her state made my feet cold. I subconsciously took a step back. This subtle movement was caught by An Xiaowei. She still maintained her smile, but her tone was filled with anger: "Ji Ling, don't do blasphemous things like your parents did."
I was just about to speak to continue the negotiation when An Xiaowei's eyes suddenly went blank for a moment. Then she scratched her hair angrily and attacked me!
!!!!!!!!!!!!
Damn, so crazy?
I reacted quickly. The tentacles that were sweeping towards me were different from before. This time, each attack went straight to my vital points, and the movements and speed were much faster than before.
I was finding it increasingly difficult to dodge their attacks, and several times I was entangled, forcing me to swing my knife to cut them off. However, the more I cut, the more liquid accumulated on the ground, and the more new tentacles grew.
I can't keep wasting time here. When I think about all the times I've escaped death before, it was all because of one word: run away!
Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, running away is the best. Although running away may be shameful, it works!
After determining the tactics, I observed the tentacles and found a place with relatively fewer tentacles, then took the opportunity to sprint forward, trying to break out of the area surrounded by tentacles.
The tentacles seemed to sense my intention, and they quickly gathered together to form a huge tentacle net, trying to trap me.
Well, it seems that the escape method is useless this time.
I struggled hard, but the tentacles were extremely strong. They tightly wrapped around my legs and arms. I could feel them gradually tightening, causing me pain.
Just when I was about to be unable to bear it, the tentacles suddenly stopped wrapping around me.
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