The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 1182 Critical Damage

Late night, amusement park.

It was pitch black all around, and the only light source came from a carousel with lights and colorful decorations, which played cheerful music, but this joy seemed even more lonely in the empty darkness.

The cute sheep is sitting on the carousel, holding the iron handrails with both hands and smiling brightly.

The dead pig followed behind, pushing one of the beams of the merry-go-round with brute force, as if it was grinding. He also smiled, looking a little naive.

"Cute little lamb, are you happy?" Dead Pig said in a gentle voice.

"Yeah! Happy!" Mengyang nodded vigorously.

"Our cute little lamb is one year older. Have you made a wish?" Dead Pig asked.

"Not yet." Mengyang said.

"Then you have to make your wish quickly, because it won't work after 12 o'clock." Dead Pig said.

"Well!" The cute sheep sat on the ups and downs of the carousel and rolled its big clear eyes, "I hope... I can find my parents."

The dead pig was stunned for a moment and continued to push the merry-go-round: "Cute little sheep, have you ever thought about what your parents would be like?"

"I have thought about it." Mengyang smiled shyly, "Actually, I have dreamed about my mother."

"Haha." Dead Pig smiled: "The cute little lamb's mother must be very beautiful."

"How do you know?" Mengyang was a little surprised.

"I guessed it," Dead Pig said.

"Hey, my mother in the dream is very beautiful. She pinched my face and made faces at me... When I woke up, I told Sister White Rabbit about the dream, and she asked me to draw it so that we could go to find my mother, but I can’t draw well…”

"You are still young. When you grow up, you can draw well." Dead Pig said.

"Yeah." Mengyang nodded seriously.

The dead pig was still pushing the merry-go-round, sweat appeared on his face, and he slowly began to breathe heavily.

Meng Yang noticed it and said, "Uncle Pig, stop pushing and let me down."

"It's okay, uncle, you're not tired." Dead Pig lowered his head, wiped the sweat from his face, and deliberately hid his gaze: "Cute little sheep, have you ever dreamed of daddy?"

Meng Yang shook his head and answered honestly: "No."

"Haha." Dead Pig smiled and stopped talking.

Mengyang hesitated for a moment and smiled sheepishly: "But, I have thought about what dad would look like?"

"Really?" Dead Pig said.

"Well, it must be the same as Uncle Pig."

"Click——"

The dead pig stopped suddenly, and there was the sound of damaged parts inside the facility.

"U--"

The electricity disappeared, all the lights on the carousel went out, and the cheerful music stopped abruptly.

The dead pig raised his head, tears streaming down his face.

"Uncle Pig!" Meng Yang was startled, "Why are you crying?"

The dead pig said nothing, but looked at the cute sheep with great sadness.

Suddenly, the carousel disappeared, and the world became empty and dark. There was only a weak flame floating between the cute sheep and the dead pig, illuminating each other's faces.

"Uncle Dead Pig, where is this...?" Meng Yang suddenly felt a bone-chilling cold, "I'm so cold, I'm... so scared..."

The dead pig slowly squatted down, opened his arms, and hugged the cute sheep into his arms. "Don't be afraid, cute little sheep... your uncle will protect you... cute little sheep... nothing will happen to you..." The dead pig's voice was gentle but weak:

"The cute little lamb will grow up happily, find its parents, and live a happy life..."

The cute sheep wanted to say something, but he smelled a pungent smell of blood.

She was suddenly startled. The dead pig hugging her was rotting all over. His arms had no skin. The flesh and blood were constantly rolling and evaporating rapidly, and white bones were exposed in many places.

At the same time, fresh flesh and blood tissue is growing crazily, trying to repair, but their speed is far less than the speed of decay.

"no, do not want!"

The dead pig looked terrifying at this moment, but the cute sheep was not afraid at all. She hugged the dead pig hard and activated [Damage Transfer].

"what!!"

The huge damage in the dead pig's body was continuously transferred to the cute sheep's body, and the cute sheep immediately felt the pain of Ling Chi. In exchange, the decay of the dead pig's body was slowed down, and the body's repair speed was almost the same as the speed of decay.

"Stop! What are you doing!"

"Cute Sheep! Stop! You will die!!"

"Cute sheep! Be obedient!"

"Cute Sheep! Stop! Don't save me!"

The dead pig screamed at the top of his lungs. He could not push the cute sheep away, otherwise he would not be able to protect her, but he could not stop the damage in his body from being transferred to this weak and stubborn body.

"Don't...don't..."

The skin on the cute sheep began to peel off, revealing bright red muscles. Although she could absorb a lot of damage in a short period of time, she was reaching her limit quickly.

"I want to protect you... I want to save you... I will never lose you again..."

The cute sheep cries in pain.

She finally remembered that she and Uncle Pig were both eaten by the black monster.

They are being digested quickly in the "body" of Gluttony. If Cang Dao hadn't weakened it, Gregor's [Word Game] had imposed certain legal restrictions on it, and Gluttony had swallowed too many things, they would have died in less than 20 seconds. be completely digested.

The dead pig relies on its powerful self-healing power to support and protect the cute sheep, but this safe haven is so fragile and short-lived that it cannot last long.

Meng Yang could never accept that one important person left her after another, and she transferred the damage from the dead pig's body without reservation.

The mutual rescue of the two once again extended the time of death, but it was only an extension.

The dead pig wailed in pain, and finally almost begged: "Cute sheep...please...don't save me anymore...don't let me go to hell..."

Meng Yang could no longer hear, her eyes were bloodshot, and the damage storage in her body had reached its limit.

Finally, the cute sheep slowly let go of her hands and began to move away from the dead pig. The dead pig no longer had the strength to catch her.

The two of them seemed to be poor people thrown into outer space, wandering on their own trajectories forever.

When he was dying, the dead pig suddenly grasped the inspiration of hope.

He finally stretched out his almost bone-white hand and grabbed the cute sheep's hand with force.

"Cute Sheep!" Dead Pig shouted: "Continue to absorb the damage! Continue!"

"Cute Sheep! Cheer up! Aren't you going to save me? Don't give up!"

Meng Yang, who was almost unconscious, heard the dead pig's call. Her bloody little hands slowly grasped the dead pig's bone hand.

(End of this chapter)