The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

A dagger gleaming with a scarlet light materialized in his hand!

"Although he said he didn't like daggers, based on my understanding of him, he definitely does like them, he just wouldn't admit it."

"What a hypocrite! But I like it this way, there's just no way around it."

card.

When Matt reached out to touch the dagger, cracks appeared in his body, as if time itself was rushing past him.

The body, which looked like a zombie, became even more withered and shriveled, but then fine cracks appeared, as if it was about to collapse.

Ariana, who was controlling Matt, didn't seem to mind the situation. She even observed the collapse process with interest before casually remarking:

"It's really fragile. It seems this is the best we can do. We'd better hurry."

Step by step, with each step Matt took, his body began to break down, turning directly into powder and dissipating.

In just five steps, by the time Matt reached the sarcophagus, his body was reduced to a single leg, an arm, and a head that was more than half missing.

"It'll have to be alright, but that'll do."

"This is a gift, a token of his trust... Heh, no, it's our token of love."

Only Bamat remained, nodding with a grin and thrusting his dagger into the crack in the stone coffin!

A pseudo-divine artifact born from the blood of a god, exclusively for him.

"It's just a divine artifact, yet it's been treated so badly. It's outrageous."

……

……

"He's fainted? That's a strange reaction..."

Shirin, standing on the tower, looked at the unconscious Fran with a strange expression and blinked.

How did he suddenly fall into a coma?

I didn't say anything, did I?

"Forget it, let's just leave it here. No one should notice..."

Suddenly, the sound of something tearing through the air made Shirin turn around sharply and put on a defensive stance.

A figure covered in blood was pierced through the heart by a blood-red spear and pinned heavily to the tower!

boom.

what!

?

Just as she was about to teleport away to avoid the unclear battle, Shirin suddenly felt that the figure looked somewhat familiar...

!

!

!

With her eyes wide open, Shirin couldn't utter a word at that moment.

"You... Ning!"

? ”

The sight before her eyes made Shirin's blood run cold in an instant.

My whole body felt cold, and I remembered something...

The prophecy that I loathed yet ignored echoed in my ears.

That unreliable old man's prophecy once said:

"You will die in his arms."

This curse-like statement is destined never to come true.

Because this prophecy can only be partially fulfilled in various ways.

Just like...

You will die in his arms.

And according to that convention that's only half right...

It can also be said as:

He will die in your arms.

Chapter 232 Despair

Tick.

What was that sound?

There was the sound of water.

The sound of rain was deafening, but I could also clearly hear the sound of water droplets falling.

what happened?

Dark red liquid dripped from above, landing on Shirin's cheek.

Some of the hot liquid mixed with the cold rainwater gradually brought Shirin's stiff, frozen body back to consciousness.

I reached out and touched it; it had a sticky texture and a slightly burning heat that warmed my heart.

It's...it's blood.

Whose blood is it?

The world before her eyes made her dizzy, but Shirin's consciousness quickly returned.

It is Ningfeng.

Ning Feng... what happened to him?

At this moment, the blood-red spear that had pierced the enemy's body flew backward and quickly returned to the palace.

The battle continued to erupt in the palace, but Shirin paid no attention to what was happening there.

Her eyes remained fixed on the figure above her...

Losing its support, the body nailed to the top of the tower began to slowly slide down the slope.

The body, covered in wounds, slid from the top of the tower. If no one caught it, it would fall directly from the building, which is tens of meters high.

winter.

Stunned, Xilin instinctively reached out her hands and pulled the unconscious Ning Feng into her arms.

The body emitted a slightly higher body temperature than normal, but this heat was quickly lost as the rain washed it away.

There was a huge penetrating wound in his chest, allowing him to see directly into the scene behind him.

A fatal wound, and a terrible one that was almost impossible to treat on the spot.

If they weren't awakened by the bloodline, they would almost certainly die on the spot from their severe injuries, without waiting for anyone else to come to their rescue.

dead……

Is Ning Feng going to die?

The concept of death is not unfamiliar to Shirin; it has always been with her.

Her loved ones disappeared, her friends drifted away, and she was the only one left alive.

Death was never kind to those around her.

Shirin actually thought she had seen through death, so she sealed her heart and no longer allowed anyone to have a chance to enter.

Just when she thought her heart, already numb, would never accept anyone again, he appeared.

He forcefully broke the shackles and barged in, not only staying behind without permission but also dragging her out of the lonely room.

Ning Feng gave Xilin a chance, a chance to stop herself from going down this path of depravity.

In a way, this is also a form of redemption.

He was irreplaceable to her; he was the most precious love.

but now……

You're telling me he's going to die?

When Ning Feng's body began to tremble uncontrollably, Xi Lin suddenly woke up and could no longer stay in a daze.

Ning Feng is not dead yet!

He has special rune arrays that I inscribed on his body, and he also has many secrets!

treat!

Yes, treatment!

Even with such a fatal injury, given his special abilities, he might still be able to recover!

treat!

!

In her panic, Shirin didn't care whether she would be discovered by others and directly tore open a dimensional rift to take out a large amount of potions.

Amidst the clanging of bottles and jars, a large quantity of priceless potions was roughly pulled out by magic.

The sky was filled with floating potions, each one enough to bankrupt a fourth-tier Awakened.

But now, they are indeed using it without regard to cost, as if it were free.

Splash!

Liquid splattered, and the colorful medicine simultaneously acted on Ning's chest wound.

"Hurry up!"