Chapter 44
There was no time to ask why Wen Yuxiao suddenly called him. The pink and orange sky in the dream dimmed, and the clouds of different colors that looked like marshmallows of various flavors were dyed the deepest black.
The whole world suddenly changed, from a warm and peaceful small manor full of blooming flowers, to a single house standing between dangerous cliffs, submerged in the dark wind and rain.
Holding the girl tightly in his arms, the priest felt something dangerous grabbing a chain that he couldn't retract in time, and then the strange power representing the other party quickly climbed up and approached, angrily and unresistingly polluting this pure land.
His eyes were stern, and his lowered brows were filled with gloom and displeasure. He tore off his frail and delicate disguise and looked up at the sky, which was almost gnawed open with a crack.
The flowers withered in an instant, the green leaves became haggard, and all turned into moon-white color and returned to his body.
He put down the girl he cherished so dearly and asked someone to stand behind him. His voice was different from the expression of facing a great enemy. It was as calm and gentle as ever: "Your Highness, please go back first."
"Did I cause you any trouble?" Wen Yuxiao shook her head, keenly aware that something was wrong. She grabbed the corner of his clothes and blamed herself, "I'm sorry, but..."
"No." He held the girl's wrist, placed his fingertips on her pulse and carefully felt the weak beating. His heart, which had been a little excited after encountering an unknown powerful enemy, gradually calmed down.
The enemy he faced this time was terrifyingly strong, but he had a vague idea of the other party's origins.
Calmly accepting the possibility that the outcome he had estimated would likely be failure, the white-haired young man turned around and gave a smile that meant "goodbye": "You will never be a problem to me."
"wait……!"
The dream suddenly collapsed, shattering into countless mirrors, reflecting a young man with superior appearance and the sky behind him that was like a dark and deep vortex.
The king insect looked back and saw that the strange monster had successfully squeezed part of its body into this dream. The seemingly endless darkness was made up of tentacles, and behind it was the distant and difficult-to-observe night sky, which just verified his guess.
It seemed that he was too angry because the prey that was right at his mouth was snatched away. The ball of darkness spun twice, and its tentacles extended, aiming at the man standing on the ground without any fear.
Then, densely packed, colorful eyes of varying sizes opened on the countless pitch-black tentacles, squirming and gazing at him with disgust.
After falling from the boundless void and returning to his body, Wen Yuxiao suddenly woke up.
The gap between reality and dreams is too big. I was in a life-or-death emergency just now, but now I can hear my roommates still talking about tomorrow's classes.
She lay on the pillow for a long time, unable to come back to her senses. She was stunned for a long time, struggling to float in the sea of dizziness, before she gradually felt her soul returning to her body and regaining control of her hands and feet.
She jumped up from the bed in a flash. She was glad that she only wanted to rest for a while before climbing into bed, and she was not wearing pajamas, otherwise she would have to change clothes and waste time.
She passed by her roommates like a gust of wind, making quite a noise, and rushed out the door before the girls could react.
An Xiaoya stared blankly at the dormitory door that was wide open, muttering, "Did something just run out?"
The other two nodded in agreement and echoed in confusion: "It's so late, why did Xiao Wen suddenly run away? Is there something urgent?"
But the person had probably already gone far away, so I could only send messages on the contact app, carefully asking if they needed help, whether they would reply, etc., but I was afraid of disturbing the other party so I didn't dare to call.
When Wen Yuxiao ran to the downstairs of the apartment building, he wished he could crawl. After all, he was a college student with a very weak physique. In his entire life, he had only fought for the 800-meter physical test, and now he might have to add a king insect to the mix.
Although her legs were as soft as noodles and she could only support herself while trembling as she walked into the elevator, her nose and throat were filled with the smell of blood between her rapid breaths, and her side felt as if it was cut open and the pain spread from her abdomen all the way up to her head.
"Your Highness."
The surveillance camera inside the elevator suddenly turned, and a red light lit up in the center, aiming at the girl who could only lean on the handrail.
"Where's the priest?" She ignored her own protests, as if every organ in her body was about to die in front of her. She forced her hoarse voice to ask, "Is he okay?"
"The priest is in good condition," the AI replied in a formal tone, then continued, "Your condition is very poor. I'll come to pick you up."
Before she could refuse, the elevator made a "ding dong" sound and arrived at the floor she wanted to go to. When the cold silver door opened, a young-looking bionic man was already standing at the door, giving her a friendly smile.
Wen Yuxiao firmly rejected the other party's proposal of a princess carry. Thinking only of the white-haired king insect, she ignored the aggrieved look on the other party's face and was helped to the door of the apartment.
The scholar came to open the door for her. The black-haired king insect seemed to have regained his former steady and knowledgeable human form. If it weren't for the scorpion tail swinging slightly behind him and almost entangled her calf, she would still want to respect him.
On the other side, the shadow who only dared to peek out was secretly looking at her from the corner of the wall, not knowing that the long transparent wings behind him had already happily spread out, reflecting the light into a gorgeous kaleidoscope, which exposed his whereabouts particularly conspicuously.
Even though the boy-like bionic body was standing behind her, the mechanical puppy still rubbed against her legs, raised its head, barked, and wagged its tail to ask for a pat.
But the person she cared about most was missing here. She quickly glanced around the room but didn't see him.
"Where is the priest?" Wen Yuxiao asked as she stepped into the living room anxiously. She found that the man she had been thinking about was lying quietly on the sofa with his eyes closed. His lusterless white hair was scattered all over the floor, and strange light blue blood was flowing continuously from the corners of his eyes, nose and lips.
She thought that the terminal said that the person was fine, but now she looked at him, she felt that he was about to die. She rushed over in a hurry, and faced the white-haired king insect with a pale face, as if he was about to fall asleep, at a loss. She made up her mind and held the other's hand.
By transmitting her relatively weak mental power into the depths of the opponent's soul through contact, she glimpsed the extremely tragic and dilapidated battlefield—
In the middle, a white-haired young man was pierced through the chest by a tentacle extending from the dark stars. The other end of the tentacle penetrated deep into the earth, nailing the man to the ground and making him unable to move.
In the dream, his condition was even worse, but his chest was still rising and falling slightly, proving that he was still alive.
Wen Yuxiao's mental power wrapped around the tentacle that exuded an ominous aura. With a little effort, he pulled it out easily and threw it aside.
Without time to think, she wanted to forcibly end the other person's broken dream. When she looked up, she saw a huge crack in the black nebula, and a huge, vertical blood-red eye opened, staring straight at her.
The clouds rolled, and she realized that those clustered around her eyes were not clouds, but surging and entwined tentacles.
Seeing that she was in danger, the white-haired king insect, who was lying on the ground half-dead, held on for a breath, reached out to grab her, and pulled hard. The two of them fell straight into the darkness, left the dream, and woke up in reality.
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