It’s a strange invasion, is it okay for me to fight back?

Chapter 722 A Crow's Mouth

Feng Ling was completely unaware of what was happening on the lake.

Underwater is another world.

She initially encountered a group of contaminants, who were in a dazed state, as if they had just woken up and attacked the intruders on instinct.

Feng Ling dealt with them all without much effort.

As we continued to descend, the light grew dimmer and the sounds from the shore became fainter.

A strange, warm current lay at the bottom of the deep lake, like amniotic fluid enveloping a fetus, isolating it from outside sounds. Feng Ling could only hear extremely faint gurgling sounds, like breath moving bubbles, gurgling, gurgling, gurgling...

In the dim light, she saw the dormant pollutants at the bottom of the lake.

They are all different in shape, huddled together, their huge bodies deeply embedded in white feathers, which sway slowly. The entire lake bottom looks like a giant plush cradle, and the occasional bubbles that rise prove that the life in the cradle is still alive.

However, the meager energy in the amniotic fluid is insufficient to wake them up.

Those who were able to wake up had already perished at Feng Ling's hands.

Thinking about this, Feng Ling was surprised to find that she was no longer in pain.

Whether it was the numbness caused by too much killing or the peace brought by the environment, her heart was calmer than ever before.

It's strange, she was under the influence of the Mother Nest's call the whole way, her heart was racing and she was agitated, but when she finally arrived at the destination, she was so quiet...

Feng Ling soaked in the water and thought about it carefully before finally understanding where this tranquility came from.

It feels like coming home.

Because I'm home, I feel completely relaxed, peaceful, and at ease.

Feng Ling thought again: It must be an illusion created by genes. If I didn't have the Mother Nest Card, I would never feel at home in such a strange place.

The power of genes is truly extraordinary!
That said, this place is just too comfortable. Even though we're in the water, we don't feel suffocated, and our bodies feel so soft and comfortable, like we're melting...

The mother nest is trying to keep me here.

Feng Ling felt a sense of urgency, reminding herself that her top priority was to find Meteor and Dwarf Sheep.

This is not difficult. She has already killed the troublesome pollutants and arrived at the core of the Mother Nest. Now, she just needs to follow the branches of the Mother Nest remains that are entrenched at the bottom of the lake and slowly search upwards. She will surely see the shooting star.

The dragon's claws and tail swayed as it slowly swam upwards.

The cards inside her body seemed to have a life of their own, affecting her heart, which began to pound rapidly.

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush," Feng Ling said to the Mother Nest in her mind. "Now is not the time to advance."

As for when to advance, Feng Ling prefers to trust her intuition rather than advance under the influence of the Mother Nest.

Everything went smoothly.

She found a hollow passage among the intricate branches of remains. As she went upstream along the passage, she found that the white feathers remaining on the branches of remains became increasingly sparse. When she approached the water's surface, the feathers disappeared completely, and the remains turned a charred black.

Feng Ling climbed out of the water and reverted to human form.

The red dots in the third-person perspective include both meteors and underwater pollutants, forming a continuous mass, making it impossible to pinpoint the exact location of the meteors.

However, it should be in this vicinity.

Feng Ling looked around and continued climbing.

She thought she was about to face a fierce battle, but she never expected that when she found Meteor, he was already close to death.

Feng Ling stared blankly at the dying meteor for a moment.

To be precise, what she saw was a dying "Huangfu Miaomiao".

The small body sat huddled in the corner, its legs cleanly severed, surrounded by congealed blood... Perhaps due to severe blood loss causing its body to feel cold, Meteor was covered with a thick blanket, and several layers of animal hides were placed behind it.

Before arriving, Feng Ling had prepared a lot of trash talk to mock Liu Xing's overestimation of his abilities, but now, Feng Ling's entire face was expressionless.

“Meteor…” Feng Ling stared blankly at the meteor in front of her, “Why, why did you do this to Miao Miao?”

Huangfu Miaomiao has a blood worm inside her body, which was the first card Feng Ling gave her. Its ability is to change shape and repair the body, even regrow severed hands and feet.

But now, Huangfu Miaomiao's body is disabled.

There is only one reason for this situation: Meteor deliberately did not use his skills, deliberately prevented his wounds from healing, and deliberately let the blood flow all over the ground!

It turns out the shooting star wasn't lying.

Huangfu Miaomiao's body really can't hold on much longer.

Meteor slowly opened her eyes, and upon seeing Feng Ling, the corners of her mouth curved slightly, revealing a half-smile.

“I thought you would take Miaomiao into the maze. In order to prevent the contract from taking effect, I had no choice but to do this... I had the drunkard cut off his legs, so he lost his ability to move and could not actively go to Miaomiao to exchange bodies. This way, it wouldn't be considered a violation of the demon contract.”

She paused for a moment, chuckled, and looked at the sticky bloodstains on the ground, saying with a faint self-deprecating smile, "But I didn't expect you to leave Miaomiao behind. This makes me seem like I went to all that trouble... Sigh, I'm so sorry, I thought you were too despicable."

Feng Ling's face tightened as she said, word by word, "Exchange for the injection and inject myself."

Meteor leaned against the soft animal hide, her eyelids half-closed, seemingly too weak even to lift her head. She said softly, "The infamous hidden boss actually showed pity for a mere player. But are you really saving her? You have no idea what her life is like, and you never will..."

"What nonsense are you spouting!..." Feng Ling took two steps forward, then immediately stopped.

Because Meteor quickly pulled a dagger from under the animal skin and held it to Huangfu Miaomiao's throat.

This simple movement seemed to have exhausted all her strength, causing her face to be even paler and her breathing to be more rapid than before.

She smiled at Feng Ling, tears welling in her eyes. "Just now, the drunkard died, and my ideals were shattered. Since we're all going to die eventually, I might as well let Huangfu Miaomiao accompany me on my journey—"

She suddenly tightened her grip, and blood instantly appeared on her neck!

Feng Ling's heart skipped a beat, and she rushed forward to snatch the knife! She firmly pressed down on Liu Xing's right hand!

Meteor grinned maliciously and raised his left hand.

The cursed fang gloves she wore seemed to be a provocation against Feng Ling.

Feng Ling pulled out its tentacle and plunged it straight into Liu Xing's left wrist!
I thought to myself: I really have a bad mouth! Now I'll really have to chop off my hands and stomp my feet to bring Miaomiao back...

hum! ! !
My brain suddenly started buzzing.

Feng Ling froze.

She felt the steel-bladed tentacles pierce her delicate arm—

Penetrating animal hide—

It pierced into another flesh and blood body.

She finally saw through Meteor's conspiracy, but it was too late. The black shadow beneath Meteor stretched and swelled before her eyes, transforming into a giant demonic claw that pierced her chest!
Chi!

Her internal organs were completely removed!
Blood splattered on Meteor. Meteor tilted her head and stared at her for two seconds, muttering, "Still not dead?"

Meteor picked up the dagger, pressed it against Feng Ling's neck, and laboriously severed her head.

After doing this, Meteor lifted the animal skin, dragged out the mentally challenged dwarf sheep, and injected it with a recovery potion.

Feng Ling's head was tilted to the ground, her eyes fixed on Liu Xing and the short-legged sheep that looked like a witch.

She now has only one thought in her mind: No, this is not how I died.

(End of this chapter)