Mecha Star Wars.

Chapter 1481 Delusions Turn into Crows
Bonnie thought she was finished.

She still remembers the excruciating pain that struck, the pain of her body being torn apart.

She regretted it, regretted that she had been too reckless, gambling on that sliver of possibility—hoping that the black water formed from the corpse of the Burning Realm beast could also strengthen her ordinary beastman genes.

But who can resist that kind of temptation?

That's a Burning Beast! Even though it's been dead for countless years, its corpse remains intact, supplying energy to the entire Annie Demon realm!
Bonnie wasn't naive enough to think that the missing flesh on its body was simply due to the decay of time.

Not to mention that Anniemo reveres the Burning Beast, it would be impossible for it to be injured in its lifetime.

Judging from the regular distribution of those wounds, the wing skeleton is so clean it looks like it was taken apart and washed... Surely the flesh and blood weren't dug up and taken home by the noble lords of Crystal City to be worshipped?
What is it used for? Do you even need to ask?
So the reason why the people of Crystal City have such strong beast souls and are so powerful is because they ate the flesh of the Burning Realm Beast, right?
If they can do it, why can't she?
Bonnie's heart was filled with longing.

Later, the corpse of the Burning Beast came under the control of Qian Sui, and the person in charge of Crystal City reappeared and discovered Qian Sui's identity...

Her idea of ​​relying on Qian Sui to rise to power was impossible—how could a mere rabbit girl with no ability possibly compete with the noble lords of Jingyao City and return to Qian Sui's side?

Given her status, she would likely be sent back to Silvermoon City the moment she showed her face, and it would be difficult for her to return to Crystal City in the future.

This is still the best possible outcome.

She arrived almost at the same time as Lin Fan and the others, but because she was timid and afraid of trouble, she hid in a corner where no one would notice her.

But she didn't miss a single word from Chisui or Valerius. The sheer amount of information contained within was enough to completely overturn the worldview of most Annemo people.

If she leaves the temple like this... what if she's discovered by the mechs that might still be guarding outside, and her head is immediately chopped off, leaving her with no chance of getting down the mountain? Let alone returning to Silvermoon City.

After this incident, Bonnie's positive view of Crystal City was completely shattered.

She was afraid, even resistant, to coming to Crystal City.

But despite the resistance, the desire for power in my heart only grew stronger.

The Thousand-Year-Old, who could be her protector, has left, and she can no longer access the flesh and blood of the Burning Beast, which can enhance the power of orcs...

While Bonnie hid in the corner waiting for people to leave, her mind was racing. For some reason, she thought about the liquid that had turned into black liquid earlier, and it seemed no one cared…

Bonnie struggled for a long time, but in the end she was persuaded by the surging desire in her heart.

"Give it a try!" she told herself.

Even if the flesh and blood, brimming with energy, were to turn into black liquid, it would still be intertwined with the active liquid, so theoretically... there shouldn't be any major problems...

The unpleasant smell in the air gradually dissipated as the corpse of the Burning Beast left.

Bonnie gradually convinced herself.

The active liquid is a benign conversion solution. If the black liquid can be preserved in the active liquid, it proves it's not a harmful substance, right? So she'll give it a try...

What's so scary about risking your life? It's better than living a mediocre life with no end in sight, or being helplessly manipulated by others.

She thought she was mentally prepared and had mustered up her courage. So what if she died?

So when she finally saw that palm-sized patch of black water quietly resting in a water stain on the ground, she felt that she was still lucky.

In that moment of confusion, I didn't care about the dirt or anything, and just went over...

But she was wrong.

Death was not as simple as she thought; the process was a thousand times, ten thousand times more painful than she imagined…

But it was too late.

Bonnie regretted it, but she knew it was too late; everything was too late...

Wait... why is she still able to think?
Is she not dead yet?

Bonnie was delighted.

The moment her vision returned, she sensed something was wrong. The height was off. She was too tall.

Moreover... Bonnie tried to move her limbs, but it was as if she couldn't feel their existence.

She turned her head, only to find that her eyes could turn beyond the normal range and reach behind her...

Bonnie's heart skipped a beat... no, that's not right, she couldn't feel her own heartbeat at all.

No! No! !

Her brain was screaming wildly, but couldn't make a sound, only a constant, turbulent, hollow gurgling...

She retreated in terror, only to find that she couldn't move at all.

Having finally gained control of his overly agile eyes, he "saw" himself transformed into a faceless, suspended in mid-air, taut and stretched by numerous underground pipes... a liquid?
Bonnie didn't know how to describe her current state; neither the water stains on the ground nor the reflections on the pipes showed any trace of her former self.

She tried to breathe deeply, but only a continuous chill permeated her body, which didn't even exist.

What she is doing... what she is doing...

Bonnie's mind was in complete chaos, and she desperately tried to break free and leave.

No matter how hard she tries, she will eventually be stretched into a huge thin film and sucked into countless cold pipes.

She tried to scream for help, but her vocal cords had turned into a clump of wriggling black fluid. The only sound was the vibration of the pipe opening, but nothing could escape the temple.

She suffered defeat after defeat in countless confrontations, and finally realized that she had become part of these conduits, replacing the original position of the Burning Beast.

But what could she do? She didn't even have a shred of energy.

She lost the sensation of pain and touch, but she could feel the emptiness in her body and the fact that the tubes were empty and devoid of anything.

Bonnie wanted to cry, but no tears came out.

She regretted it.

She wanted to become the light that escaped the darkness, but instead became the thickest, inescapable part of that darkness.

She regrets it!

I regret it so much!!!
Who will save her?
A thousand years old? Lin Fan? Someone, please come and save her...

The Finch family.

After a sudden darkness, servants quickly brought in candlesticks, restoring light to the hall and giving it a more mournful atmosphere.

"Your Level 3 civilization still has power outages?" Antonio grumbled. "Judging from how these candles are being used, it seems they go out quite often."

“No, this is the first time I’ve encountered this myself. It’s probably related to the fact that you brought the Burning Beast back. A sudden energy shortage and a sudden power outage are to be expected.” Adrian explained with a smile, “Candlesticks are a common basic decoration for nobles. They are lit even in broad daylight when the lights are on, so it’s not surprising that they are used a lot.”

Antonio's taunts didn't have the desired effect, so he ignored him and turned away to continue asking Impelli.

"Hey, you still haven't answered us. Is this something you can't answer?"

Impelli didn't even blink, let alone acknowledge Lin Fan and Antonio.

"Ugh! My temper is raging!" Antonio rolled up his sleeves and was about to get up when Lin Fan pressed him down with one finger, stopping him in place.

“That’s just how he is,” Adrian laughed. “Ever since he became the Glory of the Annie, he’s put orcs first in everything. It’s as if he wants to completely sever ties with his human origins, never mentioning them.”

"You've forgotten your roots!" Antonio slapped his thigh, his sarcasm obvious. "There's a saying that goes, 'People who have no conscience prosper,' and it's true."

Lin Fan glanced at Impelli, who remained completely unmoved: "Glory of the Demon Annie?"

"How do you think he gained the unanimous praise and recognition of everyone in Crystal City, becoming the glory of the Annie Demon?" Adrian laughed. "He simply abandoned his human identity!"