At this time, Huo's character was no longer suitable for him. His gradually weakened body could no longer bear the standard, his skin cracked, and bloodstains began to appear.
The buzzing in his ears was getting louder and louder, covering almost all other movements, so that he couldn't hear Kevin's voice. Just before, he had a vague feeling that Kevin seemed to call him.
Oswald blinked a few times suddenly, his blurred vision was blood red, as if covered by a bloody shadow. He tried his best to distinguish, and found that there were occasional flashes of light above the ice layer, which should be the fierce battle between the light and the back, but he couldn't help much at this time.
He was so angry that he coughed a few times, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Just when the emperor was crushed under tens of meters of solid ice and was covered in blood, Kevin was in an inextricable battle with Melo. He only had time to call Oswald at the beginning, but he couldn't help it anymore. No need to spare any energy, because Melo has more than a hundred grids in hand, no matter how powerful Kevin is, he is not his opponent. It is a miracle that he can persist for so long.
In the world outside Mirror Island, a very strange scene appeared in the sky, half of which was bright and half was dark.
The two parties compete and suppress each other, it seems inextricably linked.
After a long time, the bright half was almost at the end of its strength, and finally began to be swallowed by the darkness bit by bit, occupying less and less space, and the light became weaker and weaker...
Suddenly there was a loud bang in the temple, and Kevin fell straight from the air. His face was pale and exhausted, his black hair was wet with cold sweat, and he hit the ground panting heavily.
There was nothing in his squinted eyes, as if he couldn't see Melo clearly, nor could he see anything else.
Is it just so powerless to end everything
impossible…
He closed his eyes, and with the last of his strength, he dodged the long vines that were jumping towards him. However, he rolled too far, and accidentally fell into the deep pit where Oswald was.
When Kevin landed on the ground, he held on for a while, but after all, he still couldn't get out of the way, and almost half fell on Oswald's body.
The original consciousness had already begun to lose, and the silent emperor suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and regained a little consciousness.
Kevin didn't have the strength to lift his head, almost touching his cheek.
He moved with difficulty, then pressed his lips against Oswald's ear, and said something in a breathy voice.
Oswald endured the severe pain, suppressed his breath, barely heard what he said, and then opened his eyes suddenly. The original beautiful transparent eyes have been soaked with blood, almost half blind.
Kevin put his hands over his eyes and moved his lips silently. Seeing the gentle white light from his fingertips flashed away, Oswald's eyes recovered a lot in an instant, and he stroked Oswald's wrist in the same way.
"Remember... cough cough... remember what I said, don't miss it, then... cough cough, and get out of there." Said, Kevin propped up his body and wanted to get up, but Oswald grabbed the collar.
The young emperor had probably never been so embarrassed in his life, nor had he been so powerless. He held Kevin's collar loosely, and he could get away with just a struggle.
However, Kevin paused because of his movement.
Oswald raised his head and touched his lips lightly, and then fell back heavily because of exhaustion.
Just as Kevin was about to open his mouth, a light rope hung down, wrapped around Kevin's body, and pulled him up to the ground.
"Your Highness Guangming...why did you let a mortal blaspheme you like this?" Melo asked Kevin in a low voice, almost frantically, pulling Kevin closer to him.
Kevin took two heavy breaths, slowed down a bit, and then sneered silently: "... I'm happy."
The blue veins on the back of Melo's hands were protruding, making him look even thinner. The vitality drawn from everywhere is continuously being poured into his body, and he can feel that his body that has lingered for thousands of years is gradually recovering.
It is precisely because there are too many grids in his body, and the foundation accumulated over thousands of years cannot bear the consumption of these grids. He is suffering from the burning pain every day and night, and he can only find it by staying in this icy world. A little psychological comfort.
But now, the burning sensation that was tormenting him day and night finally eased a little.
However, the power of ordinary people is limited after all, after absorbing so many people, he can barely bear what remains in his body, it is far from enough to achieve full tolerance.
So he needs a light body, and he needs to draw strength from the light body. After all, the bright character is the strongest