Blore moved extremely fast, he was like a golden lightning, shuttling across the seabed.
A golden colorful flower seemed to pass by his hand, and the flower bloomed beside him, emitting charming light.
He ran and gently placed the colorful flower on a butterfly. The butterfly seemed to be blessed by some power and quickly disappeared into the distance with the colorful flower in its arms.
The colorful flowers spun and danced in the air, their petals gently brushing against the hair by Blore's ear, and finally fell and dissipated into the air, as if they had never existed.
And she, being dragged by a giant jellyfish, continued to move forward.
The jellyfish's body is soft and cold, yet surprisingly flexible.
Suddenly, she slammed herself into the jellyfish's shell.
The jellyfish's body trembled slightly, but soon regained its composure and continued to carry her forward.
She was stunned, and the scene before her became more and more fantastical.
She and a large group of jellyfish seemed to suddenly appear in the sky and stayed there quietly.
Below, the monsters were still surging, and their figures looked even more hideous in the water.
And ahead, something seemed to be changing. The land seemed to be slowly reviving, and the once dead underwater world began to glow with life.
The withered seaweed began to grow again, and the moss clinging to the rocks turned bright green.
It was as if the entire underwater world was awakened at this moment, but she seemed to be outside of it all and could only watch quietly.
The life activity of the butterfly given the zero-color flower by Blore reached its climax at this moment.
Its wings flapped more and more rapidly, as if trying to break free from some restraints.
It dances gracefully on the seabed, with golden light flickering in the water, as if it is the brightest star in the underwater world.
However, this splendor did not last long. Soon, the butterfly's movements began to slow, its wings lost their strength, and its light gradually dimmed.
Finally, it slowly fell to the sand on the seabed, its body gradually stiffened, and its life came to an end at this moment.
And Blore was still running, his figure looking increasingly lonely in the water, as if he was chasing some unattainable goal.
"Maybe he didn't even notice..." Nan Song thought to himself as he looked at Blore.
The opponent's footsteps were fast and powerful, and every time he stepped on the water, it splashed a lot of water.
She could even imagine the other person's eyes, firm and persistent, as if nothing could stop him.
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Blore glanced back sharply, a flicker of suspicion in his eyes.
He felt an inexplicable force sweeping over him, a mixture of tightness and relaxation, as if a pair of invisible hands were squeezing his body and then loosening up in an instant.
This feeling made him shudder, as if the whole world was against him.
The monsters behind him seemed scattered but had a strange order, as if they were pulled by some invisible thread, following him closely.
Their figures swayed in the water like ghosts in the darkness, and every step seemed to carry some deadly threat.
And the golden heart beside him was constantly shrinking, as if waiting for something, accumulating strength and ready to release its power at any time.
Blore knew he could not wait.
His body was stretched to its limit, and every step felt like a difficult trek through mud.
His legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and every step he took required tremendous effort.
Sweat slid down his forehead, mixed with the salty taste of sea water, blurring his eyes.
His breathing was rapid and disordered, and each breath seemed to tear at his lungs.
He felt that he had never been so tired, as if once he closed his eyes, he would never be able to open them again.
The physical energy consumption was too intense, and the mental energy was extremely scarce. His consciousness had begun to blur, and everything in front of him seemed to be spinning.
At this moment, the Song fog light he was dragging seemed to move.
He seemed to be about to wake up, and his body began to struggle noticeably.
The movement was slight, but it made Blore's heart sink.
He knew that what he needed most now was quietness and speed, and Song Wudeng's awakening would undoubtedly break all of this.
Finally, Song Wudeng suddenly broke free from Blore's restraints as if he had a nightmare.
He stared at him intently, his eyes full of hostility and vigilance.
His movements suddenly became powerful, and he grabbed Blore's clothes tightly with both hands, not giving him any chance to escape.
Blore's body swayed slightly, and he felt that he no longer had the strength to break free.
His legs began to weaken and his body could hardly support itself.
"I remember, I remember..." Song Wudeng's voice sounded particularly harsh in the water.
He rolled his eyes, but his eyeballs were filled with scarlet bloodshot and black lines, as if his soul had been eroded by some dark force.
There was a frenzy in the voice, and every word seemed to prick Blore's nerves.
Blore opened his mouth, wanting to say something, wanting to explain, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and no sound came out.
His lips trembled slightly, his eyes were full of fatigue, and his body was on the verge of collapse.
At this moment, Song Wudeng's body seemed to be controlled by an irresistible force. His hands trembled violently, as if he had lost control of his body.
Suddenly, he used all his strength to push the person in front of him away.
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