Bloodline Phantom
die.
To Ximu, these words have become so commonplace that she is almost numb to them.
From childhood to adulthood, the lives she had taken in various ways were too numerous to count.
Dilated pupils, distorted skin, and gradually drying blood have always been embellishments on her journey forward.
She thought she had long been accustomed to it and could accept the arrival of death calmly, both for others and herself.
But at this moment.
As she watched in vain as Ruixia was snatched away from her by the torrent, she suddenly felt a great panic and anger in her heart.
She hadn't asked Morina for more oxygen scrolls before because she couldn't use magic, so there was no point in bringing them with her.
——But she should have brought it, she should have brought it!
Even if he had to suffer a splitting headache and be attacked by the backlash of magic, as long as he could provide oxygen to Ruixia, maybe he could wake up from his coma... He also had so many strange props hidden on him. Once he regained his ability to move and could protect himself, he would definitely not abandon her.
But now it’s all over… all over!
She turned around and was about to chase Ruixia, but at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded quietly in her ears.
"Okay, stop chasing."
The figure of her younger brother Jie Yan appeared from nowhere, haunting her ear like a ghost.
"Why would you risk your life to save someone you've only known for a short time?"
This is not true.
Ximu knew very clearly that it was impossible for Jie Yan to appear here.
But due to years of inertia, the moment he spoke, she subconsciously stopped all her movements and even slowed down her thinking.
"When facing a giant like this, it's normal to suffer some losses. Look at him just now, does he even look like he's still breathing? Are you stupid to waste your energy on someone who might have already died?"
Ruisha...is dead?
Realizing that he had never thought about this question from beginning to end, Ximu clenched his fists, and the pain in his heart spread little by little.
"This mechanic does have some abilities, but if he dies, it's meaningless... You're not a necromancer, so how can you pull him up and continue to control those mechanic beasts?"
The boy, her twin, hugged her from behind with an intimate gesture, but the words he uttered were colder than the lake water.
"You must prioritize your own survival under any circumstances—how come you've completely forgotten your family's teachings after just a short time out?
"What are you trying to do so hard for? To protect the core strength of the team? To protect the most decisive person in the team? Or do you think this person is good to you, so at least you can't abandon him when his life is at stake?
"Hahahaha! Why would you have such thoughts? How strange... Where does a cold-blooded assassin have any sense of loyalty? Why would he risk his life for others? The monster in the water is unclear, and it's simply beyond your ability to deal with. Just be happy that you can escape unscathed... Look."
As soon as she finished speaking, there was another violent turbulence in the water. An indescribably huge black shadow passed by her, and the huge waves it brought up overturned her. She rolled in the rapids for a long time before she stabilized herself again.
During these repeated ordeals, the oxygen mask's usage limit gradually approached, the originally abundant air began to become thin, and the body began to send out dangerous survival alarms.
At this moment, a mechanical beast that was thrown into the water by a huge wave happened to pass by her side.
Although the shell looks a little damaged, its swimming function seems to be still working. It shakes its limbs and continues to perform its tasks in an orderly manner.
"Hold on to it, and you'll be safe and sound back on shore."
The boy, who also had silver hair, covered her eyes with one hand and grabbed her clenched fist with the other, loosening it little by little.
"Anyone in the world can die. You can, and they can too. You allowed others to die happily before, so why can't you this time?"
These familiar teachings came from the mouths of her blood relatives and had long been woven through her flesh and blood. Now that they were mentioned again, it seemed as if some kind of restriction had been activated, tearing out the newly grown seedlings in Ximu's body.
Her eyes gradually became empty and her arms gradually became weak. She allowed the other party to gently lift them up and reach towards the mechanical toad that happened to pass by her.
But at this moment, a short-haired girl falling into the water suddenly appeared in the empty field of vision.
She couldn't swim, her posture was messed up, and the long magic robe on her body was a great drag on her, causing her to struggle and fall.
Although she seemed to have used the scroll in time, it was very dangerous for a person who couldn't swim to be in such a bottomless lake with a scary water monster nearby.
How did Molina fall down?
Was it affected by the attack just now?
Ximu thought instinctively, but her mind seemed to be filled with gel, making it difficult to function and hazy.
"Look, because of your procrastination, the priest who could have been saved is now dead... Well, this is just fine. Without witnesses, you don't have anything to worry about, right? After all, it's just a return to the original situation."
Back to... the beginning?
Yes, wouldn’t that be the case if I hadn’t met Ruixia?
It seemed like something in my heart was still struggling, but its voice was too weak and could be easily drowned out by inertia.
Maybe, this is the only way...
She thought disappointedly, her fingertips already touching the shell of the Mechamon, so numb that she could hardly feel the cold.
"Ximu!"
The vague shouting made her open her eyes suddenly. She pushed away the hand that blocked her vision and tried hard to find the direction in the noisy sound of flowing water.
Who is calling her?
The eyes that were closely connected to darkness gave her strength, allowing her to pass through the dark lake and see the girl who was calling her.
Morina's red hair was disheveled. She held Ruixia, whose life or death was unknown, in one hand, and slid hard in the water with the other hand, calling her name in despair.
"——Ximu! Where are you?!"
She shouldn't have heard that cry.
But the silver-haired girl didn't have time to think. She raised her foot and kicked the mechamon, using the force to pounce straight at her companion.
"Are you crazy?!"
The voice behind him was furious, and he came to her side and tried to pull her back again.
"Didn't you see that thing down there? It's already targeting them. If you go over there, you'll be dead!"
Just as he had said, a deeper darkness appeared behind Morina and Risha. The abyss opened its crimson eyes and revealed a huge mouth, as if it would swallow them whole in an instant.
"Jie Yan, why do you want me to survive?"
At the critical moment of life and death, Ximu felt that he had calmed down instead.
"Before, you asked me to live at all costs because I couldn't die before I turned eighteen... What about now?"
The chattering in her ears suddenly stopped, and the boy's expression was blank, as if he didn't expect her to ask a question in return.
"Is it because the ceremony wasn't completed and I need to go back and continue being a sacrifice? But if that's the case, why did you let me go then? What did you plan for that ceremony? What did you expect from me?"
"What can I expect?"
The silver-haired boy crossed his arms and suddenly returned to his usual sarcastic and annoying self.
"You were useless, so I just threw you away... But after all, we're siblings. I don't care about the lives of others, but I still hope you can survive. Is that hard to understand?"
Ximu curled the corners of his mouth unconsciously.
Yes, my brother is indeed such a person.
But an illusion is still an illusion after all. If he were really here, he would probably be more harsh and cold, at least he would not say something like "we are brother and sister" to his face.
Having made up his mind, Ximu felt relieved, and the previous feeling of stagnation disappeared.
"You know very well that I won't live long."
The pain-relieving scroll had long since lost its effect, but at this moment Ximu was like a swimming fish, lightly heading towards her companions, preparing to face her final destination without any ripples.
"You knew I didn't have much time left, so you gave me one last chance to be free... and this is my choice."
Ximu embraced the panicked Morina and the unconscious Ruixia in his arms, and then a purple magic circle suddenly appeared, surrounding them both.
The severe pain that almost tore his head apart came as expected, but perhaps because of the warmth of the props, under the pressure of heavy whispers and strange gazes, Ximu gritted his teeth and endured the backlash, and even clearly saw the shock and rejection on Morina's face.
She stretched out her hand to grab Ximu, but disappeared with Ruixia and the magic circle in the next second.
The interference caused by mental instability is too great, and I don’t know how far this simple teleportation spell can send them...
They are different from her.
They... deserve to live more than she does...
I don't know what happened to Ruixia...
If he is really dead...then they will be able to meet again soon...
His thoughts gradually shattered under the intense pain. Ximu slowly closed his eyes and fell into the huge mouth of the abyss with the backflow of water.
However--
"Ximu, Ximu!"
Her cheeks were frequently patted by Xiaoli, and soon she felt a touch on the tip of her nose, as if someone was using his hand to feel her breath.
The vague call became clearer as the water in his ears faded away. Ximu choked suddenly, stood up and coughed, and spat out a large mouthful of water.
"Ah, that's great, that's great! Ximu, are you awake? Are you okay?"
The familiar loud voice made Ximu's chaotic consciousness clear up. He opened his eyes, but before he could see clearly, his limp body was caught steadily by a pair of hands.
She tried to raise her eyes and immediately looked into a pair of golden-red eyes filled with worry.
... Ruixia?
Could it be that he had really drowned?
Not knowing whether to be sad or happy for a moment, Ximu sat up sideways, held the other person's face, and looked him up and down, as if he wanted to carve him completely into his eyes.
It was the first time that Ruixia was looked at so closely by a girl. Her face turned red in a short while. She opened her lips several times but couldn't utter a word.
"Ahem... well, the atmosphere has become so tense, how about you two just have a fight?"
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