Chapter 286 Senluo’s hound!
"It's almost there, Ade, just hold on a little longer, it's almost there."
The voice in your head.
"Hold on a little longer, Vic! We're almost there."
The sound of reality.
As he got closer to the blood healing statue, Vic's mind became more and more dazed. The memories in his mind and what was happening in reality were constantly intertwined.
The one walking in front the previous second was Vic himself, and the next second it was Ivana.
They are obviously two completely different people, but in Vic's eyes, the two people quickly overlap in flashbacks of memory and real scenes.
“Vic!!”
"ah?"
Vic raised his head as if he was suddenly awakened from a half-sleep, and found that Yvina was looking at him with a worried look on her face.
"Are you okay?" Yvina asked.
"I..." Vic hesitated, then said firmly, "Very good!"
Vic didn't want to make Ivana worry, but he didn't know that in Ivana's eyes, his current condition was not even close to being "good".
Ivana could see that Vic's condition was getting worse. Although this also proved that they were on the right track, it still made Ivana worried.
Can Vic really hold on in this state until he discovers the truth?
In other words, what will he become after discovering the truth?
Ivana had not thought about this problem before, but now she had to consider it. After all, Vic was in no condition to think about more things, so she had to do it.
She stood on tiptoe and glanced ahead. From their current position, they could already see the blood-healing hunter statue. It wouldn't be long before they arrived there.
but……
Ivana hesitated for a moment, but still concealed the distance and said to Vic, "Let's take a break."
"No." Vic subconsciously wanted to refuse, "I can still walk."
"But I can't do it anymore." Ivana pointed at her legs and said in a pleading tone, "I can't walk anymore, so can I take a break? Just for a while!"
After a brief hesitation, Vic nodded: "Okay."
So Ivina quickly helped Vic sit down under a big tree nearby.
By this time, Vic was already soaked in cold sweat and was shaking all over.
Obviously, his condition was not that bad when he was in Valhalla.
Seeing Vic like this, Ivana pursed her lips and made a decision.
"Take a break, Vic." She stretched out her hand towards the back of Vic's head and lowered her voice, "Just a moment, just a moment."
Ivana's words seemed to have some kind of magic, making Vic's consciousness increasingly blurred, and his eyelids were constantly fighting.
In less than half a minute, Vic fell asleep.
Ivana then withdrew her hand, stood up again, and looked at the blood healing statue in the distance.
She decided to go there first and see what was there.
If there was nothing, she would come back and take Vic there, and if there was something...
She glanced at Vic again.
Just think of it as repaying the favor of saving my life.
Ivana made a decision and then walked towards the statue with determination.
…
"Ade."
When Ade opened his tired eyes, the first thing he saw was a crackling bonfire, and next to the bonfire sat the person he was most familiar with.
"Are you feeling better?" Vic asked.
“Woo…”
Ade uttered a difficult whimper in response.
"I see." Vic sighed softly, "It's my fault. If I hadn't been so obsessed with becoming a hunter, you wouldn't have become like this, right?"
Ade could sense Vic's frustration, and they had been in tune with each other for so many years. But he had no way to comfort Vic, because his body had reached its limit, and the whimper just now was his last bit of strength.
"The blood healing statue is in front of us." Vic said, "If I can obtain the power of blood healing, I can definitely save you, but... I don't know if I can succeed. Along the way, we have seen too many things that we shouldn't have seen, right?"
“Woo…”
“I can’t help but think about it.” Vic whispered, “If there is really a problem here, if everything in the sacrificial site is a conspiracy, then we will all die here.”
“Woo…”
Vic looked quietly at the bonfire in front of him, the flames seemed to ignite his black eyes.
"But we can't all die here." He made a decision and looked at Ade again, "That's not worth it, isn't it?"
"Woo..." Ade didn't know what Vic was going to do, but he felt uneasy.
"I've decided. I'll go and take a look alone." Vic said, "If the statue can still respond to my prayers correctly, I'll come back to pick you up. If not..."
Ade guessed what Vic wanted to do and made a "woohoo" sound again and tried to shake his head.
But it no longer had the strength to even shake its head.
"I had to become a hunter to bring you here." Vic stretched out his hand and gently stroked Ade's head. "If I really kill you because of this, I will never forgive myself in my life."
“Woo woo!”
"Okay, Ade, take a nap." Vic said, "If I come back, we'll leave here together. If I don't come back... then you leave here and never come back again."
“Woo woo woo!”
"Okay, okay, I won't let you leave alone." He smiled and looked at the almost empty bag of dry food beside him, and said softly, "I won't let you leave alone, I will always be with you...Ade."
…
boom!
Ade suddenly opened his eyes, just in time to see the dazzling lightning tearing through the night sky.
Two seconds later, heavy rain came down with thunder and splashed on Ade's face.
Ade opened his mouth, and after a long while he let out a cry of extreme suppression.
"Ooooooo…Vic!"
It finally remembered everything, but it was all over.
So it cried desperately in the rainstorm.
…
It's raining!
Yvina wrapped her collar and quickened her pace again.
"boom!"
Lightning flashed across the night sky again, causing Ivana to freeze in place and look back sharply.
But she could see nothing, only hear the slowly approaching thunder.
……strangeness.
She always felt that she had just heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice.
Like her...grandmother.
But how is this possible? !
Ivana let out a long sigh, and once again reminded herself in her heart that the dead could not be resurrected, before she prepared to set off again.
It was raining, and she had to get to the statue quickly, or Vic would…
When Ivana turned around, her eyelids twitched.
Because she saw a figure standing under a tree in front of her.
"Who?!" She immediately took out her weapon and prepared to defend herself.
But the shadow froze her in place with just one sentence.
"It's me, Yvina."
Ivana stared at the figure in the distance.
Then another bolt of lightning struck, and in the daylight that lasted less than a second, she still saw the other person's face.
That was my grandmother.
Grandmother was smiling at her and slowly raising her hands.
"Come here," Grandma said softly, "Come here... let me hold you."
Yvina's breathing became heavier, but she didn't move.
"What's wrong?" Grandma asked with a smile, "Don't you recognize me?"
Ivana's body was shaking, as if she was trying desperately to stop her legs.
"You... haven't made enough trouble yet?" She gritted her teeth and said, "Do it again?!"
"What are you talking about, Yvina?" Grandma seemed a little sad. "Do you hate grandma?"
“That’s enough!”
Yvina roared and threw the blade in her hand towards her grandmother.
The blade hit my grandmother's chest accurately, splashing blood.
“Yvina, you!”
My grandmother showed an expression of disbelief, and then slowly fell down.
Another flash of lightning, and in that pale world, Ivana saw her grandmother's blood flowing out from the bushes, which was extremely dazzling.
This greatly stimulated Ivana, and she almost couldn't control her inner impulse and rushed over.
But she still didn't move.
The rain and wind were getting heavier. In such a rainstorm, Ivana was like a sapling that could be blown away by the wind at any time.
Weak, but standing firmly in place.
I don’t know how long it took, but the “grandmother” in the pool of blood moved and made a series of mixed sounds of men and women.
“Haha, you have finally grown up, little saint.” Grandmother stood up and looked at Ivana with a smile, “I thought you would never make any progress.”
Ivana recognized the voice and gritted her teeth as she spoke word by word: "You damned Wildfire Cultists!"
"How rude." Grandmother said calmly, "Have you forgotten? Even if you are our future saint, you should call me... Priest Nick."
The last of the five great priests of Wildfire - Nick.
"I will not be your saint!" Ivana said, "Don't try to deceive me anymore!"
"Lie to you?" Nick asked with a smile, "What did we lie to you about? We did train you as our first saint, but you betrayed us."
"...You are still lying to me until now!" Ivana stared into Nick's eyes, "You are still lying to me about my grandmother's identity!"
"Oh, why do you say I'm lying to you?" Nick said, "Can't I be your grandmother?"
"You're just a damned Wildfire Cultist!"
"Oh? Really?" Nick said slowly, "You like red."
Ivana was stunned: "What?"
"I said, you like red." Nick said with a smile, "Because you think red is bright and beautiful, but there is not much red in this land, so when you were a child, you often cut your fingers with a knife and dripped blood on the white cloth to dye it red."
Ivana opened her mouth: "You..."
"You are afraid to be alone, even for a short while. So when you get up to go to the bathroom at night, you always drag me with you, right?"
"I……"
"And you like to stay in my arms." Nick opened his arms. "No matter what happens, as long as I hold you, everything will be fine, right?"
Yvina stared at Nick.
"Look, I not only have your grandmother's body, but also all her memories." Nick said with a smile, "I am the person who knows you best in this world. I clearly remember every scene and detail of your life from childhood to adulthood. In this case, why do you say she is not your grandmother?"
Ivana's breathing became heavier again, and her grandmother's face flickered in the flashing lightning.
"In fact, I didn't lie to you about anything." Nick spread his hands, "I did let your grandmother return to this world, but you just don't want to believe it, right? To be honest, I haven't done anything to you until now, just because..."
He paused, and then used the kind and gentle voice of Ivana's grandmother again.
"Because I still love you, dear Yvina."
At that moment, Ivana's psychological defenses almost collapsed, and she couldn't help but begin to doubt whether what Nick said was true.
Grandma...is she really back?
But this thought only existed in her mind for a brief moment.
“Yvina, do the right thing.”
She thought of what her grandmother had said to her, although it was also said from this body, but...
etc.
Ivana's eyes widened little by little.
The dead hunters, the disappeared hounds, the Wildfire Cultists who could "resurrect" the dead, and... the flesh and blood of her grandmother that she had given to these Wildfire Cultists.
Suddenly, she seemed to understand everything, and a thin thread connected all the clues.
And this thin line was given to her by Nick.
"I understand." Ivana said softly, "I finally understand, it's replacement."
Nick narrowed his eyes slightly: "What?"
"It's a replacement." Ivana looked at Nick again. This time there was no hesitation or struggle in her eyes. Only the understanding that saw through everything. "Wildfire Cultists, your development trajectory, your plans, and how your so-called leader can become a god, I understand it all. It's a replacement, right?"
Nick didn't say anything, but his eyes gradually became colder.
"I never understood where the Wildfire Sect came from. Why was there no news about you when the God of Senluo was alive, but you emerged like mushrooms after the death of the God of Senluo, and you appeared out of nowhere." Ivana said, "This is not logical, because you have no history and no gods, but you can develop so quickly, as if you have been preparing for a long time. So there is only one possibility, you have always been there, but no one has noticed you, or in other words, no one has noticed your ambitions."
Yvina's gaze gradually moved downward.
"boom"!
Another thunder roared through the sky, and two seconds before it, brilliant thunder dyed the entire night into day.
And Yvina also clearly saw Nick's lower body under the bushes.
It is the lower body of a wolf.
"What Wildfire Cultists?" Ivana said word by word, "You are Senluo's hounds."
"All the Wildfire Cultists."
"They are all Senluo's hounds!"
I'm desperate. I have to do a gastroscopy in two days. It feels so scary.
Of course I am more afraid that something will be found out.jpg
My current symptom is that I will have diarrhea whenever I eat greasy food (such as hot pot, barbecue, takeout), and this has lasted for several years. Today I made up my mind to go see a doctor.
Oh, I hope it's ok.
(End of this chapter)
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