The Whispering Verses

Chapter 83: She and he

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"Damn it! Evil God! Blood Feast..."

If Xia De had not faced a saint before, he would definitely not have been able to hold on the moment that figure appeared.

Blurred vision, buzzing in the ears, olfactory disturbance, loss of taste, loss of balance, loss of touch, memory loss, and emotional disorder.

Xia De wanted to laugh out loud, wanted to cry loudly, wanted to kneel down and pray, and wanted to curse at the sky.

Although his mind was unusually calm, his body was completely out of control. The shadow of the higher-dimensional being just before it appeared, and its essence, had almost driven this body crazy.

This is not the descent of a saint by borrowing a possession, this is the direct descent of the evil god.

"No, how can I go crazy so easily! The doctors and the others are still waiting for me to take them away, Miss Anat is still waiting for me to keep her keepsake, and Mia is still waiting for me to come home!"

The stranger was once terrified when he came to this world, but he was never cowardly. Human courage is a hymn. He has almost nothing in this world, but therefore he cherishes everything he has.

His stubborn will persisted, allowing him to bite his tongue and wake up because of the pain, but what was more crucial was the protection bestowed by the innocent creator, which exerted the last bit of strength at this moment, allowing him to finally barely control his body.

Just the vague figure that descended at this moment was about to drive Shade crazy. The god of this world was truly a being from a higher dimension.

"This is really bad."

Xia De thought to himself that when the blood feast started, the other living sacrifices in the room had gone completely crazy. They tore each other apart, and the moment the shadow of the god stepped here, they were already heading towards death.

Now that you are awake, do you want to escape

The woman murmured, her voice brushing across his soul, unexpectedly making him more conscious. At this moment, Xia De actually felt the gap between his body and soul. His body was going crazy, but his soul was still stable.

"Even if I can leave, what about here? What about the doctors? What about this city? I'm not a messenger of justice, but I can't leave now no matter what."

The figures of the dancing monsters were looming in the blood mist, and the human body parts wrapped in silver and gold on the dining table were calling out to Shade to taste them.

He dragged his uncontrollable body towards the great red-robed figure that was becoming clearer by the minute.

You still have a way.

"Even if I die, I can't die on the way to escape. I have another crazy idea, although it's just a clerical-level relic."

But it's your only thought.

Shade nodded reluctantly while trembling, and forced himself to put the blood-sucking ring on his hand.

The ring can absorb the blood of humanoid creatures by touching them to help heal itself. The living sacrifices are all dead, and the twisted monsters in the blood mist are definitely not humanoid creatures. But besides Shade, there is another person here.

The illusion in front of his eyes became more serious. The blood banquet with the blood corpse hanging almost completely overlapped with the banquet hall of Lake View Manor. The shadow of the evil god completely descended, and then the real body appeared.

Holding onto the long table, he tried not to touch the empty chairs, the exquisite utensils and the delicious food on the table. With every step he took, the real banquet hall disappeared a little, and the illusory bloody hall became more real.

By the time Xia De, almost unable to hold on, reached the main seat in the banquet hall, which was the only golden chair at the end of the long table, he even began to doubt that the new life he had experienced was just a dream.

"I'm sorry, but if I die, you will disappear too."

Do you finally believe that I am you

The impulse made Shade want to fall down, but the courage and determination in his heart made him stretch out his hand with the blood-sucking ring and touch the still very illusory reflection of the evil god in a red robe before his descent in the golden chair in front of him.

His consciousness was about to fade away, and the blood mist was hurting his body. The reflection of the Great One was right before his eyes, and he could no longer hold on. He felt like he was trying to touch the abyss, and the abyss was swallowing up everything he had.

"It doesn't matter whether you are me or not. I'm sorry that I didn't let you see more stories and more journeys."

At this moment, Xia De finally understood that it didn't matter whether she was him or not, but it was important to have someone accompany her at the last moment of her life. She really had always been with him, even now.

The reflection of the old god trembled slightly, and turned to the man who was about to fall. The huge pressure made him tremble, and the blessing of the innocent creator was about to disappear. Once he fell in this blood feast, he would become a part of the feast like those living sacrifices.

The finger moved forward slightly, and in the blurred eyes, the shadow of the evil god was only a last resort. But with a slight click, cracks appeared on the amber of the ring, and the ring could not withstand close contact with the god.

“As expected, a clerical-level (level 4) relic cannot be of any use to a god.

He fell to the ground where the blood-red fungal carpet was wriggling.

Of course it is useless in other people's hands, but you are different, stranger, because...

"Feel sorry."

"Why are you sorry?"

A soft and warm female body hugged him from behind, allowing him to stand firm. The woman's head rested on Xia De's shoulder, and her long hair gently stroked Xia De's face. This was reality, or maybe it was an illusion, Xia De could no longer tell.

Are you still refusing to accept my existence

She whispered in his ear.

"Are you really me?"

He whispered in front of her.

What does it matter? You are here, you should accept everything. If you can't even accept the current situation, how can you accept yourself

She asked in a low voice.

"Will you always be by my side?"

He asked with his last bit of consciousness.

There was a soft laugh in his ear, and the hair touched his ear.

Her hand held his, but Shade, who could hardly open his eyes, could not see what the arm looked like.

Of course, stranger, I am with you.

The two of them stretched their hands forward together, and they both whispered:

"You are me..."

... ... I am you.

Shade's hand touched the shadow of the Lord of the Blood Feast of the Old God, which had not yet fully appeared. The cracked ring on his finger absorbed power, and then the amber on the ring surface shattered into dust, and the ring quickly rusted and cracked.

As the rusty metal fell from his fingers, the illusory shadow of the evil god was absorbed into Shade's palm. He felt as if a mountain was stuffed into his arm, and the twisted and violent power hit his soul. The blood feast in front of him became more blurred, and his soul seemed to expand to its limit in an instant. The twisted monsters in the blood mist, who were not sure whether they existed or not, were roaring. At a certain moment, he actually saw himself sitting on that magnificent golden chair.

But he also felt the endless emptiness in his stomach, and sensed the woman's pleasant laughter:

You have come into contact with the shadow of the old god "Lord of the Blood Feast".

An existence born in an endless feast, immersed in desire and pleasure, taboo and blasphemy. In the dusk of the old days, hiding in the shadows of the human heart, wandering freely in the feast of joy.

You have listened to the story of the old god “Lord of Blood Feast” and learned about the miracles of the old god “Lord of Blood Feast”.

Outsider, you have engraved the Silver Profane Rune - Gluttony.

Endless hunger allowed Shad to break free from the dying phantom, and the power drawn from the shadow of the evil god repaired his severely injured body and the insignificant price he paid for writing the script.

Behind me, bells rang, whistles sounded, steam surged, and huge hammers pounded.

The rotating brass life ring reappeared in the material world, and above it, a silver spiritual rune of Gluttony appeared, as if dripping with blood.

At the same time, a drop of golden liquid silently penetrated into the life ring.

Xia De, perhaps, this is a blood feast to welcome you.