There are many moments when Luo Binhan will be curious about how some things became what they are in front of him, such as the sofa that was dismantled by the huskies, the meals cooked by Zhou Yu, the post-modern sculpture art, and the captain of the Silence. These things are so bizarre that people inevitably feel that there must be some profound and profound secret hidden in them. However, at this moment, a completely opposite desire was filling his chest. He didn't want to know at all how his powerful monster-killing wand turned into Asabaam. He just wanted to learn how to turn Asabaam back into a wand right away.
He continued to stare at the person in front of him, his mind was completely blank, and he did not care at all about the fact that Asabam was naked. From those dark eyes, Luo Binhan felt that he had reached the end of his life.
Asabam's face moved slightly. Luo Binhan thought it was a sign of the shadow piercing him, but the next second he saw a bloody hole burst out on Asabam's forehead. Her hands and feet, as white as white paper, were swollen, oozing with pus, and ulcerated. Nail-like wounds were opened, and blood was gushing like a fountain.
Luo Binhan opened his mouth in surprise. That was the most wrong reaction he had made in this matter. Asabam coughed violently immediately, and all the blood spurted from his mouth poured on his face.
Luo Binhan almost fainted from the strong smell of decay. The tip of his tongue felt a bitter taste that was stronger than traditional Chinese medicine, like mold growing in a tomb. The intense stimulation made him vomit, and more black blood poured out of his body.
Now he and Asabam entered the second stage since their reunion. They were all covered in wounds and coughing up blood, like two plague patients desperately trying to spread bad luck to each other. The feeling was so disgusting that Luo Binhan had no choice but to drag his dying body and crawl backwards as hard as he could to free the two of them from this nightmare of cyclic stress-induced vomiting.
"You..." he said dying. Asabam was still staring at him, and it was hard to tell whether he recognized who he was. Now both of them look both human and ghostly. He didn't know what happened to this dwarf star guest who had killed countless people, but it was obvious that she was not in good condition either. Is this his chance? But he couldn't remember where he had left his gun. The dagger might have fallen nearby, but it couldn't be found under Asabam's nose.
Asabam still stood where he was. She didn't attack him, maybe she didn't think it was necessary, maybe she hadn't even remembered who he was. And then someone was shouting loudly.
"Rolo, lolo, lolo——"
Luo Binhan was still facing Asabam, only tilting his eyes slightly. He saw Bang Bang holding Ohot over his head, shouting and running towards him. The gathering fire wings in the sky were visibly commotion. They frequently swooped down, but when Bang Bang ran close enough to them, the monsters immediately raised their altitude and hovered far away. Some kind of concern makes them reluctant to get close, but it seems they won't give up easily.
Bang Bang rushed to Luo Binhan's side. Luo Binhan could see that he was planning to stop, but perhaps his excessive excitement made his limbs inflexible again. He stumbled and fell on Luo Binhan's legs, and his whole body fell down, pressing heavily on Luo Binhan's abdomen.
Ohot yelled in anger, while Bangbang apologized repeatedly and tried to climb off Luo Binhan's belly. Luo Binhan had no reaction to this. He only felt that his vision was blackened and he was convinced that he would die here. The noise of the outside world is as far away as outside the mountains, and it no longer has anything to do with him.
Dimly, he heard a voice say: "Get out of the way."
The voice was colder than Bang Bang, but softer and brighter than Ohot. Some force lifted him up easily and hung him firmly in the air. At this time, he was longing for a long sleep, but then something sharp pressed in front of his heart and penetrated deeply.
It looked like a thick wooden stake was driven through the ground. Luo Binhan's hands and feet twitched uncontrollably and flapped in the air. He felt the slender foreign object drilling into his heart. It's not a blade or a bullet, but something more alive.
It devoured muscle and blood in his heart, then expanded and spread. He couldn't see the process at all, but he could feel that his body was deteriorating. It was no longer a pile of flesh and bones, but some kind of rotten soil of poison ivy and the sting holes of anacondas. There they multiplied, then expanded, squeezing through the blood vessels into his lungs and forcing the decayed organ to function again.
Luo Binhan opened his eyes in this crazy hallucination, suspecting that he had fallen into hell. There was darkness in front of him, but the darkness seemed to have become his new sensory organ, allowing him to "see" everything wrapped in the darkness. The ground beneath his feet, Bang Bang behind him, and Asabam in front of him. He knew that he was staring at Asabam, but in fact he could not receive anything from his visual organs. Some kind of more...turbid and ambiguous senses replaced his eyes, revealing things that even the naked eye might not be able to see through.
A shadow stretched out from Asabam's toes. It extended into tree-like branches, supporting his arms, legs and feet, and even inserted into his heart and lungs. He was connected to Asabam's shadow because of this shadow, and he even felt that he was about to merge with the shadow. But another kind of intense heat was also spreading inside his body, concentrating from his body to his heart. The two warring sensations made him open his mouth uncomfortably and take another painful breath.
Asabam looks much better than him now. Shadows flowed from the bloody mouth on her forehead, hands and feet, like needles and threads closing the wounds from the inside, and then bursting open again. This process caused her to bleed continuously, but at least half the time Luo Binhan could recognize her appearance again.
She asked: "Where is the Xuanhong Jade?"
This sentence ended Luo Binhan's last bit of luck. She was the Dwarf who had pierced his stomach, not some stranger who happened to look exactly like him. Luo Binhan wanted to refuse to answer her question, but the shadow in his lungs penetrated into the trachea and climbed all the way to his throat. His mouth opened involuntarily.
"I... don't know..." he said with blood in his mouth.
"Why are you here?"
"……bird."
"Who are you?" Bang Bang's voice asked from behind him. His tone sounded a little nervous, but more curious. He didn't know who Asabam was, and maybe he thought it was a savior coming from the sky. Luo Binhan wanted to remind him that he had better start pretending to be dead immediately, but he could no longer speak as he wished.
Asabam did not ignore the third person's voice as he expected. Her upper body tilted a little to the left and looked at Bang Bang. Luo Binhan "saw" an unusual expression on her face, as if even this mysterious dwarf guest was considering what kind of species Bang Bang was.
"Who is it?" she asked Luo Binhan.
This is another question that Luo Binhan is unwilling to answer. He was still fighting against the foreign object in his throat, but Bangbang said: "Who? Me? Oh, I am Bangbang, his friend. I am looking for my mentor Finlatan, and I happened to get on their ship. You two Who knew you? How is he now? Oh, I'm so sorry! If I had taken a fancy to that strange little thing! But where were you just now? I never saw you here?"
He actually regarded Asabam as a friend. That almost made Luo Binhan struggle to grab his mouth, so that Bangbang wouldn't add any more bricks and stones to their fate of being silenced.
"Don't—" He only had time to yell. Asabam glanced at him, and the shadow immediately filled his throat and mouth. Luo Binhan convulsed because of suffocation. Bangbang still didn't understand the reason. He yelled in panic and asked Asabam how to treat him. Luo Binhan prayed painfully to Ohot in his heart, hoping that this more reliable guard could shut up Bang Bang.
Asabam looked at them. She didn't express any attitude immediately, and Luo Binhan suspected that she would kill him at any time. But then she took a step back.
The shadow connecting her and Luo Binhan was disconnected in the middle. The shadow still occupied Luo Binhan's heart, but the end quickly shrank and penetrated completely into his body through the hole in his chest. He fell back to the ground, and Asabam flew upwards. The hair-thin shadow supported her feet, allowing her to fly high like some kind of angel. Within a few seconds, she was standing under the glowing skynet. Shadows extended from behind her, like huge black wings covering the sky.
The fire wings in the sky fell like dense rain. They were torn and disintegrated on the way down, and the brilliant flames were completely extinguished. The half-severed wing smashed down next to them and quickly turned into dust.
This sight made Bang Bang scream in surprise, leaping over from Luo Binhan's left side and landing directly on his right side. Luo Binhan gave him a weak look, wanting to tell him that there was no need to make such a fuss, because their fate might not be much better than these things. But he was still speechless, as if the shadow of Asabam had permanently taken control of his body.
The shadow wings in the sky began to dissipate. After that, a long dark night sky was revealed, and the network of light that once covered the sky completely disappeared. At this time, Luo Binhan also felt some changes in his body. But the situation did not get worse. Although the shadow was still nesting in his organs like a snake, the burning pain like breathing miasma was greatly reduced. The lacerations on his body did not heal as quickly as Asabam's, but they finally stopped bleeding. He tilted his head, looked at his palm, and found a lightless shadow surging in the crack.
Asabam fell back from the sky. Her body was shrouded in shadow, as if she were wearing a long-sleeved black tights, with only her bloodless face still exposed above her neck. When she stood in front of the night, she looked like a dead head floating in the air.
This time even Bangbang didn't say another word. He remained stiffly silent, his toes pressed tightly against Luo Binhan's arm. Oholt was above him, beams of light extending from each tentacle.
Asabam paid no attention to this matter. She glanced at Luo Binhan, and her shadow extended from the ground to his feet.
"Stand up," she said.
Luo Binhan felt that the thing entrenched in his chest began to expand again. This time they burrowed into his spine, extending to the soles of his feet like thorns full of sting. He screamed miserably, and then stood up from the ground involuntarily.
There was no force that he voluntarily exerted in that process, and no action that he performed voluntarily. It was as if he had become a corpse obeying the shadow's orders. He stared at Asabam and asked her what she wanted to do.
Asabam had no special reaction to this. She did not laugh at their weakness, nor did she intend to explain what she had done. Instead, like a truly professional villain, she raised her hand indifferently and let a shadow pass something in the distance into her palm. Luo Binhan took a look and saw that it was the dagger given to him by Yaleriga.
Asabam held his dagger and studied it. She ran her fingertips over the inscription and uttered a few silent syllables. The dagger showed no reaction. So she looked at Luo Binhan again.
"Tell me the spell," she ordered.
