Why did you do this? Just because he didn't expose you, why should he treat you badly? Just because you are useful! Because as a half-demon, you still have great power. If he takes a fancy to your strength and threatens you to do what he says, I can understand that. You should know how duplicitous he is. If he treats others like this today, he will definitely point the knife at you in the future. Why don't you understand? "
Jun Aoyan, who is both a woman and a warrior, actually understands her actions very well. Of course, she had seen many comrades-in-arms friendships in the military that transcended life and death. Loyalty to the emperor and patriotism are praised everywhere. But now, what's the point of this? After all, there is a difference between monarch and minister. Based on their relationship, Ling Ge is just a subordinate. She had several opportunities to escape from this ridiculous rule, but she never thought about it. Even in the previous battles, many guards of the temple tried to escape during the war, but she was the only one who was truly loyal.
"You are the ones who don't understand...you don't understand anything." Lingge sneered, "You are just a bunch of humans..."
"You're just a half-demon, what's so arrogant about?" Bai Ya glanced at her, wondering where her arrogance came from, "We are not robbers by nature, and we don't want to just smash, smash, and rob wherever we go. . However, you are really not worthy of being a king. You cannot fight, and your level of governance is only the same. It is better to hand over your things as soon as possible, play an ordinary role, and leave here."
Garuda didn't say anything, but Lingge took a deep breath, as if he had something to say.
What came out of her mouth was a soft chant.
At that moment they felt that the whole world was quiet. The gurgling trickle, the melting snow, the floating dust, everything is frozen in time and space, as if sealed by invisible demonic power. But in fact, they are clearly moving, still vivid, still alive, but their senses have become duller - or more sensitive. This feeling is indescribable, as if you are clearly aware of what is happening around you, and you are also clearly aware that you can't interfere with anything with your own power. There is some kind of misalignment between ability and spiritual perception, making it difficult to match.
This burst of singing strengthened something and weakened something.
They could only hear a pure, faint singing voice. This chant was so cold, completely different from the heat emanating from its owner. Before giving the audience some feelings, this tearful rhythm first gives them...
It's heart-breaking pain, heart-breaking pain.
These sounds flow into the body from the ears in the gentlest way, and then gnaw at the bones and suck the marrow from the inside out in the most cruel way. It was like thousands of steel needles were being driven into every bone of the body bit by bit at the same time. Ultra-thin iron sheets were carefully inserted into the joints of the body, slowly separating the body structure. Then there was the meat, like tens of thousands of loaches with sharp teeth and mouths, twisting and gnawing hard to open a path between the muscles, surging crazily under the skin. The skin itched, then started to tingle, getting worse as the rhythm of the chanting changed.
This is the unique song of Kalingbinga that can kill people.
It is no exaggeration to say that Bai Ya felt that his brain was about to be shattered. He didn't notice when the nosebleed came out because every part of the skin on his body was numb. His vision was like a vibrating string, and he couldn't see clearly. The red figure became blurry, and he couldn't attack it with the knife - he couldn't even aim accurately, and he couldn't feel where the knife was. It wasn't until Bai Ya saw the sudden red color on the ground and touched his face that he realized he was bleeding. Some of it came out of his nose, and some of it was picked up when he touched himself. His sense of touch also failed, and he could hardly detect anything he touched.
Should he be grateful that it wasn't brain matter?
How are others doing?
His spine was also so heavy that he couldn't even turn around. Bai Ya was already very weak after a fierce battle, and the objective situation had nothing to do with his proud personal will. Damn it, you really have to explain it here, right? This banshee actually had a hand left, waiting for them here...
The chanting stopped abruptly.
Suddenly, the unique natural rhythm slowly returned. Their recovery is a slow process, but some sounds that are different from the "quiet noise" before can move people to tears. In the distance, there are the cries of night sparrows in the mountains, and from time to time, there is the sound of unknown insects flapping their wings. The breeze blows on your face, the leaves rub against each other, and the trickle of water trickles. These weak roars of nature slowly occupy your ears. However, what Bai Ya heard most clearly first was a nauseating retching.
He was still a little dizzy when he turned around, and his miscalculation of his body's recovery level almost caused him to sprain his neck. He saw Jun Aoyan couldn't stop vomiting, which might have something to do with the unusual singing voice.
When Bai Ya turned his head again, he found that Garuda was covering Ling Ge's mouth from behind. The force was like trying to twist her neck off. But he must have used his strength, but Ling Ge grabbed his hand with both arms and pulled it down hard, not wanting him to stop his singing.
Fresh blood oozed from Garuda's fingers. Ling Ge finally opened him up, breathing heavily. The blood came from her throat. Her face was very pale. I don't know if it was because she was strangled just now, or if something was wrong earlier.
Lingge spat out the blood in his mouth, and an inch of it almost splashed onto Bai Ya's trousers. He didn't retreat, just looked at Ling Ge blankly. Soon, she also began to vomit, mixed with violent coughing. Some white solid debris was sprayed out, which were small bone residues. Is it someone else's or her own? Bai Ya didn't let himself think too much.
He understood one thing, and I believe others also understood it.
The half-demon in front of him only had half or even less than half of the abilities of Kalingbinga. If she wanted to sing like an ordinary member of her race, perhaps she would have to pay a heavy price in the flow of life. So she had never sung before? Otherwise, how could they survive until now?
"That's enough." Garuda said softly, "There is no need to go to this step."
Lingge slumped on the spot and finally cleaned the serum from his mouth. But before she could speak, Garuda suddenly stood up, walked around her, and walked in front of several people. He stared at Bai Ya quietly, scanning the people behind him, and then returned his gaze to his face. That indescribable majesty stayed on his face and never faded. However, this time there was no smile.
"Do you want a treasure? I can give it to you."
"If it had been like this earlier, it wouldn't be..."
Qi Huan's voice was trembling. He was also in a bad state and did not get over the influence of the chanting quickly. But at least he has been able to figure out the current form, which is really gratifying.
"No—cough, no!"
Ling Ge wanted to stand up, but fell down as soon as he took half a step. Garuda did not look back.
"I have a condition." He was as cunning as ever, "If you don't agree, I will let her continue singing. Even if you both die, I will still make a profit. If you agree, I can save a lot of trouble."
"Although I don't like others to negotiate terms with me, but you should tell me first."
Bai Ya's hands have regained control of the two soldiers, and his resolute face is still fearless.
"Let her go, it's as simple as that." Garuda smiled, "She was originally a pure-blooded Kalingbinga... but she lost half of her divine power because she believed in humans. A human man deceived her feelings, and she Very simple. After gaining her complete trust, he deceived her, saying that he had a seriously ill sister at home, and obtained the spiritual beads that she had gathered from almost all her spiritual practice. But in the end, he used them to cure his childhood sweetheart. She was ill. After she recovered, she dragged her family and left here, leaving her alone and suffering all the bullying."
"So you helped her?"
"I didn't help her... I just stretched out my hand to her who was lying on the ground. At that time, I was not a sacred bird. We were just two half-demon who had had enough of the white eyes."
Birds with only one wing each can fly high into the sky together. They are like brothers, and together they become a complete monster, and no one can bully them.
Ling Ge had no objection. She lowered her head, clenched her hands into fists, and pressed them to the ground. She couldn't stop shaking, but there were no tears to shed. Humans...humans are the most extreme, an inferior race full of lies and betrayal.
"Hahaha, I don't think she is hopeless, right? Compared to me. What do you think?"
They looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.
"I promise you." Bai Ya finally said, "She has no reason or value to be killed."
"That's all you can say." Garuda nodded, and suddenly seemed to remember something, "By the way, although the Ruyi Pearl has been broken, the curse that carries the backlash of blessings is borne by this body. .”
Liu Shenghan glanced slightly sideways: "You mean..."
"Your wishes are still valid, but I can no longer grant new wishes. Finally, I want you to grant mine."
"...Easy to say."
Lingge crawled forward a few steps. Wherever he went, he left scarlet bloodstains.
"No, sir, don't, don't do this..."
Garuda turned around and smiled sadly. No one else knows how gentle this smile is.
Suddenly, sharp spikes shot up between the two of them. They were chaotic and dense, completely blocking Ling Ge's sight. Then, he raised his hand, with five long and thin fingers with nails as sharp as eagles. They immediately became alert and subconsciously prepared to fight. But something surprising happened. Garuda suddenly clasped his hand to his left chest and stabbed it deeply.
Black and red blood spurted out, and a golden shimmer flowed from the wound. Bai Ya still took a step back and signaled everyone not to approach rashly. Garuda used a little force on his hand, but frowned slightly, as if he couldn't feel the pain. Then he stretched out his other hand and tore the holes in the fabric and skin even wider. They could no longer tell whether the sound was the tearing of cloth or flesh.
"you--"
There was a sliding and sticky sound, and Garuda suddenly pulled a lump of something out of his chest. The blood and other dirt receded from above at an extremely fast speed, revealing a smooth and clean surface. It's just that the kung fu that was delivered to Bai Ya's hands was already spotless.
Garuda fell face to face, and he took a step back again. Then, he looked at his hands blankly.
It was a glass heart that had no temperature but was extremely clear.
This is the treasure of the divine bird.
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