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Tick tock...tick tock...
The subtle, rhythmic sound reached my ears, causing my consciousness to gradually wake up.
This... is this?
Slowly opening his [eyes], he saw a piece of white fluorescence that, although not bright, was too dazzling for him who had [closed his eyes] for a long time.
Where am I?
His body couldn't move, he couldn't even move his eyes, but his sight strangely captured the surrounding scenery in his mind.
It was an endless, glowing ocean of fluorescent light, on which I was floating and nothing else.
Ahhhh...that's it.
I gradually became enlightened.
Probably here is the so-called depth of [mind], and the body floating above is my own consciousness.
In other words, has he become his own consciousness?
It's a little difficult to understand logically, but you don't have to pay too much attention to the details. Anyway, with your IQ, you will definitely not be able to understand something too profound. If you live with this kind of self-knowledge, you will be happy every day and smile constantly. That's right, huh huh.
All in all, after becoming like this and becoming my own consciousness, I think... maybe... maybe... I'm not dead yet? Or should I say... at least he's not dead yet. This is really lucky. Mingming... Mingming suffered such a terrifying blow. He originally thought that he couldn't survive no matter what. The last scene he saw before he fell... His body is gradually disappearing. Is it the effect of the cosplay bear being beaten back to its original shape?
In any case, the dragon clan really still cares about sex... Ah no, it's about credibility. They said that the test is only limited to not killing me, but the result is really close to killing me. I should be able to save it. Now I Hey, hey, I think I can still save him!
This is really embarrassing. The injury was knocked back to its original shape. Even if it can be rescued, it will have to lie down for a long time. However, it seems that the mental trauma is not too great, just the physical aspect. After a period of recovery, I can I've transformed, so I should be able to heal quickly. What, don't underestimate me, I'm a veteran, and I have much more experience than those Western dragons.
After the body recovers, I must ask for a good sum of money from the evil dragon Lena... Ah no, it's a loss of money. But isn't this a bad way of saying it? It makes it seem like I have been prostituted by her. Looking back At the beginning, I really should have slapped myself in the mouth, what a crow's mouth, and used it as a shield. This kind of thing really worked, but it was just the other way around. In the end, it was myself, the quasi-tragic emperor, who suffered.
The director and screenwriter are also true. I also have to complain about them. Is this a version of the protagonist where the villain dies because he talks too much? I was just about to explode and you gave me a shot like this. Do you want to show off your power? Did you say that the enemy will automatically disconnect during the plot kill? Is being a protagonist such a difficult and dangerous profession these days? Didn't I catch up with Long Aotian's era?
As always, after muttering and complaining to myself, I suddenly realized that if my body was not floating in the fluorescent sea and unable to move, I would have to do a salmon turn, a lazy wolf roll, and a monkey to stand up.
By the way, Dragon Rena! What's up with her? What happened to her after I fell?
According to the normal script, without me as the main force, she, a little weakling, will immediately raise her hands and surrender when she sees that the situation is not good. However, this normal script is completely inconsistent with the style of the evil dragon Lena, especially After I fell, as proud as she was, she should... ahem, I mean probably, there would be no so-called [worries about the future], but don't underestimate this guy, I was like this the first time I saw her. I have seen through her urine nature. This stupid little female dragon will definitely not be worse than me in her desire to die. Without me as a wounded person to drag her down, she will most likely fall into the old driver's boating situation without rowing and relying on the waves. The state cannot be stopped at all.
This is really... isn't it a waste of my efforts? Why on earth was I blocking in front of this guy? Even if I didn't block, I couldn't seem to dodge the blow, so it wasn't much better.
I was feeling anxious. Only then did I realize that I... no, to be precise, it was the thing that awakened my consciousness, the strange sound of ticking.
Where did the sound come from? Is your brain leaking? No, no, no, no matter how much you complain about yourself, there should be a limit, stop it! Listen carefully.
Following the ticking sound that came from nowhere and echoed in the depths of my mind, I gradually seemed to hear a faint cry, which made me feel a sense of warmth inexplicably. Something that makes a noise echoes in my mind.
Why……
why why……
The cry was so weak that it reached my mind intermittently and vaguely.
Is this... the voice of the evil dragon Reina? It's not wrong, it's just... she's just so weak, but it's not like her at all. She seems to be crying. It should be... the evil dragon Rena I know should always have a fierce and arrogant look and tone. right.
Why...are you crying? Could it be that...it's because of me? This was really frightening, but she really couldn't feel happy about it. Wasn't it just to prevent her tears from falling that she decided to fight for it? Really, the final result is still like this. As a pseudo-savior, I really accomplished nothing.
Lying quietly on my back on the fluorescent sea, I was speechless. I can't do anything now. You see, it's so difficult to even move my consciousness, let alone my body. This is no longer forced. Problem.
Moreover, I just discovered that the light around me is weakening. The light emitted by this fluorescent sea is weakening. When the light disappears, it will be when my consciousness is completely swallowed by darkness. How can I be like this? What is the response to that pitiful, helpless cry?
There is really... no way. There is really nothing we can do this time, and we can't even discuss it with Linya and Lena.
He closed his [eyes] feebly, and the intermittent fuzzy crying sound became clearer.
Why...why don't you accept me...
Why...don't you accept my power...
The power of the Dragon Knight...
Ahhh...
The closed eyes opened again.
Is this idiot complaining about this kind of thing? It's obviously this time, it's obviously her...
No, that's not right.
Perhaps his consciousness was stuck in the depths of his mind. Those thoughts that were buried deep in his mind and that he was usually unaware of became particularly clear at this time.
That's not the case, it's not the problem of the evil dragon Lena. In the back of my mind, I realized this inexplicably.
She was right to complain, it was me, the problem was with me, but why...why me? I don't understand.
His eyes gradually closed, and the calm fluorescent ocean suddenly made waves and ripples, hitting his consciousness and telling him the answer with the soft rustling sound.
Ah, so that’s it.
I understand, I understand, is this what I think deep down?
Rejection... No, perhaps fear is more appropriate. Deep in my heart, I have always been afraid of fighting with anyone.
Is it because... because I always encounter tragedies of one kind or another and have to fight against powerful enemies that are difficult to match, is that why I am afraid of this kind of thing? Afraid that they would be involved.
No, there should be more childish and ridiculous arrogance.
I have been fighting on the front line, but I don’t know when I had such an idea.
This battle... no, it is this war, it is my own battle, and other people should not be involved.
How arrogant and complacent is this? It’s obvious that the entire Dark Continent has already been involved, right? It's like a dance drama that has been running for a long time. As a passerby, I have to play the role of myself in a big tree on the roadside in the drama. I only welcome the opportunity to appear at the end of the drama. As a result, I feel so good about myself that I actually have my own talent. He is the protagonist in the play, a major illusion that he is the only one performing on this stage.
Therefore, I subconsciously rejected the power of the dragon knight, thinking that as long as I accepted it, I would have to face the situation of fighting with the evil dragon Lena, involving her, and encountering terrifying and powerful enemies, just like this test. .
After all...after all, even the evil dragon Rena, even this kind of guy, this stupid dragon...stupid dog who doesn't get along with her and is always against her, is also...it's been a bad fate for more than ten years!
So, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I know I was wrong, I was terribly wrong, but I won't change it, so just let me continue to be arrogant and feel good about myself.
I just... just don't want to see you... get hurt in front of me, fall down in front of me... just such a selfish fool.
Are these...tears? Can consciousness also... also shed tears? Sensing the warmth overflowing from the corners of my eyes, I slowly opened my eyes.
What's the use of saying this now and crying now? It's already too late, there's nothing I can do anymore, nothing can be done... No, at least...
At least let me hold that guy's hand tightly to prevent her from doing stupid things. I don't know why, I can feel that although the guy was crying and weak, she did not give up and There is no such thing as giving up the fight!
Don't go and die, idiot. Who will rescue me if you fall too? It's more important to rescue me quickly, isn't it? !
If...if it's something I can still do...
I don't know where the strength came from. Lying on my back and floating on the ocean of light, my conscious body, which was originally unable to even move its eyes, slowly and tremblingly raised its arms toward the sky...
The fluorescence emitted by the ocean becomes dimmer, and it is not far from the time when consciousness is completely swallowed up by darkness. Moreover, what is the point of just letting consciousness raise its arms?
But it doesn’t make sense, I have to do it because that’s all I can do.
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Leona, who was lying on her blood-stained chest, stopped crying at some point, quietly, quietly, motionless, as if she was listening carefully to the weak and almost imperceptible voice that came from deep in her chest. heartbeat.
After a while, she softly, almost coquettishly, cursed into her chest.
"Fool."
Leona sat up straight with a calm expression. Just as someone had guessed, although she had cried and been weak, she had no intention of giving up. From the moment he fell, this had never occurred to her mind again. idea.
However, just when she was about to stand up, even in this weak posture to face the enemy, her body suddenly paused.
Turning back in surprise, Leona found that the hand she was holding tightly had, at some point, turned around and tightly held her little hand, leaving no gap in the grip, as if she wanted to I want to tell her not to get away from me and do stupid things alone.
Leona fell into a daze, staring unblinkingly at the place where the palms of the hands were connected, as if it was some stunning beauty, staring seriously, intently, and in a trance.
Immediately, the pear-shaped face smiled brightly, which was extremely touching. The solemn and determined expression softened again.
I understand, I understand, that’s how it is.
He sat down again and wrapped his small hands tightly around the big hand that held him tightly. He was so gentle that his eyes could melt the ice and snow and fall on the blood-stained face.
The anger at the beginning of the battle, and the reluctance and reluctance after that, the excessive competitiveness, and the urge to beat Valkemit up no matter what.
Everything is understood.
I just……
Leona trembled her delicate lips, stretched out her hand to gently touch the face, and murmured: "I just..."
"I just... just don't want to see you get beaten up. Yes, I can't control others, but... but listen carefully, you big idiot Druid, at least here, I'm the only one I am the only one who can tease you, bully you, and beat you whenever I want. I am the only one who is allowed to do so, and other clan members... can't do that!"
At the end of the sentence, Leona's expression was firm, and her tone was obviously as willful as a child's. However, from her tone, the aura emanating from her body was as if she was facing an abyss, with the majesty of being a [King]. , the might of the Dragon King, which was originally just like a seedling, grew rapidly, formed buds, and bloomed!
Because...because I am the dragon princess! The Lord of Dragons! The golden dragon that towers over all things! ! !
So... isn't there already enough reason to fight? You idiot... don't even think about using such small means and tricks to stop me, the great future Dragon Queen, from venting your anger on you.
Although her strength has not increased, the aura exuding from her body is becoming more and more ancient and majestic, making the world tremble. At the same time, Leona's expression is surprisingly gentle, caressing and caressing the face, and finally leans down. , blending his determination and tears into this deep kiss...
. . . (To be continued.)
