A journey of seven souls escaping from the basement

'...Save me. '

"?!"

A flaming slash suddenly appeared in front of Yabu. The speed of the slash was so fast that he only had time to switch his soul to orange to avoid the damage caused by the blade.

Fortunately, because the slashing speed was fast enough, it gave Yabu a speed to dodge, preventing him from being burned to death by the high temperature of the flames.

"Cough, cough, vomit...!" Yabu, who stopped after hitting the wall, collapsed there. While lowering his head to check his injuries, he gasped in pain like asthma, and the air passed through his throat. The sound he made was like wind blowing through tattered cloth, and the dust raised by the impact got stuck in his throat.

But it just didn't burn to death.

Although the long sword did not cause any cutting damage, the high temperature generated by the flames during the slashing still left burns on his body along the way, creating a mark that made people feel frightened just by looking at it.

It was like a life-threatening paintbrush, cutting diagonally from his shoulders to his waist, leaving a thick, swollen and ulcerated line on his body. It was scorched and even charred, with flesh and blood exposed on the surface of his body, and there was a sign that the seed coat was separated from the flesh. It felt like the blood that was constantly seeping out was still clinging to the charred clothes and dust, making the injury look even more serious.

Even the heart on his chest showed a diagonal crack at this moment, like a reminder cut along this dotted line, telling the possibility that he had just been almost cut in half.

Now that I think about it, the correct approach should be to use the green soul to create a bone wall on the chest first, and then switch to the orange soul to evade. This can block the high temperature generated by the slash and some flames.

But if you didn't react, you didn't react. It's too late to regret now.

Moreover, this serious injury was not something that Yan Bu focused on at the moment. Although his sleepy brain was suddenly awakened by the sudden head-on attack, when the stimulation subsided, it began to frighten him. Short-term thoughts can become more confusing at any time.

What the hell just happened?

He should have pressed the button of the pendant, but why did the pendant fail?And Tallulah suddenly arrived in front of him?

No no no, no.

It seems that the brain's ability to think has been somewhat disrupted. Obviously, the first thing that must be confirmed is that the pendant cannot fail.

Ah...that can only be...

"Just thinking about the stars that look like children's graffiti in my mind, I can ask you for help." Tallulah looked at the cloth leaning on the wall in the distance as if it had fallen somewhere, and said somewhat, "My My fellow racer, what should I say to you? Convenient? Or cheap?"

"You...asked for help?"

Damn it, really, is the pressure I put on Him so great?How could someone ask for help from an enemy who is eager to rip out his heart?And why did He receive the message from the pendant?

Or, it's not Him?

"Me? Of course not, it was [she] who asked you for help." Tallulah looked at Yabu with a smile, as if she had witnessed something interesting, and put her hand on her chest, "You Didn’t you say before that let the person of this body come? Now she has asked you for help, how about it? Are you happy? "

"..."

When he first saw it, Yabu, who had Link turned on, had always been concerned about the abnormal chains on Tallulah.

There are too many. The number is simply not what a normal creature should have. It is not so much the connection of one person, but the connection of a country that has been forcefully filled into one person. Except for the doctor, there is no such thing as Yabu. I’ve seen this kind of quantitative relationship before.

Moreover, it was too weird. He had never seen such a connection before. Among those countless rough chains, there were some small connections that seemed to be suppressed and imprisoned.

So Yabu guessed and used Mark to try to verify his guess. The person who was dominant at this moment was definitely not the original owner of this body.

But I didn't expect that it would be because of this kind of thing that I got this answer from the other party.

"Then what are you going to do? Judging from the performance, you should be able to actively choose to give up when you choose to rescue. As long as you give up on her, you can still use your pendant to continue saving people."

Tallulah put the sharp sword blade against her neck, approached Yabu as if taking a walk, and stopped outside the range of his abilities.

"You probably don't know yet. I'm not completely lying about resisting oppression and fighting for the rights of infected people. These are the original owners of this body and the original ideals of the integration movement. But when she needed help the most, she didn't. People like you helped me, and finally I was able to take control of this body."

How dramatic, even he didn't expect that his consciousness, which had been sealed during the fall, would become thirsty for him because of the behavior in front of him.

It was like a longed-for light suddenly appeared in the darkness, but it was too late for her, which caused her to have a strange jealousy and doubt in addition to her desire.

The final result was that she chose to ask for help and succeeded.

"So, those of you who are willing to help the entire Chernobog equally, do you want to give up on the person in front of you? Do you want to choose to focus on the overall situation and choose to save more people, but give up saving [her]?"

This desire for help has become the key to hurting the person in front of her. She has probably fallen into chaos again.

If at this time, the person in front of her who was willing to help anyone gave up on her, she would probably go completely crazy.

"Ahem...your method of provoking generals...is too clumsy."

"But even if you know that this is a provocative general, you will still bite the hook honestly, right? This is the flaw brought about by your personality."

"...Flaws are too unpleasant to hear. This is at best...a weakness."

"So, what are you going to do?" Tallulah pressed the long sword slightly towards her neck. The sharp sword had already scratched a trace of blood on it. She commented on the panting Ya from a tilted perspective. cloth, showing a slightly evil and charming look.

Come and save "me".

Don't you want to save people?Then come and save "me".

Or......

'Are you even going to give up on me? '

You are willing to help everyone, but only give up on "me"?

Give up the "I" who didn't get help when I needed it most, and who asked you for help now but was given up by you?

"What should I do...I know you are a fierce general...what else can I do..."

What else can I do?

If he didn't use the pendant to teleport, he would have to force his dilapidated body to perform strenuous exercise again. In that case, it might not be his physical strength that would be reduced, but his blood limit.

Vigorous exercise...ha, use this body to do strenuous exercise.

Can't do it.

Now Yabu felt that he should be grateful that he didn't feel pain, otherwise he didn't think he could withstand the pain of being burned.

Inside the body, it feels very uncomfortable, and probably many parts are already cooked.

The blood was evaporated by the high temperature before it even had time to stop bleeding. The melted skin had some effect on stopping bleeding, but it exuded a pungent burnt smell.

His throat was not that dry, and the iron-smelling liquid was pouring down his throat into his mouth, moistening his cracked lips.

You should try your best to live and not give up your life. These people all know it, but at this time, he can't help but have an idea in his mind - it's so tiring to live, maybe lying down and dying is the best way. relief.

How to do it, how to do it, how else to do it.

Can't do it.

It's true... the people in this other world are really quite subversive...

The doctor threatened him with his own life, and Elena threatened him with her own life.

As a result, now, even his enemies can threaten him with themselves.

I can't do it myself.

So give up for now?

Yes, this is the most correct decision. After all, this is just a provocation.

There is no reason for Him to hurt this body at this time. The original owner of this body must also understand that he has not given up on her, he is just looking for an opportunity.

Yes, this is how normal people think, isn’t it?

But...is she really a normal person?

An idealist who has become trapped in a lack of devotional purpose, and finally appeals to others for help if rejected...

"...name."

"what?"

"Name, what's your name?"

After wrapping the pendant's chain around his hand a few times, he stuffed it into his hand without pressing it.

"[Black Snake], this is my title, you can call me this, my fellow racer."

"Who asked you? I'm just asking for the name of the original owner of this body."

"...Tallulah."

I don't know if I heard it wrong, but there seemed to be a hint of dissatisfaction in Black Snake's voice, as if he wasn't being noticed and was a little repelled by the name Tallulah.

But Yabu has no time to dwell on these things now.

"Really? I've really been carrying the name of the original owner... Then, Tallulah, cough..."

Simply, it can't be done.

'Transfer, pull me up. '

His body was dragged by his thoughts and stood up again. The body that could collapse at any time stood there tremblingly, but the heart with a crack in his chest became brighter and brighter.

So, if you can’t do what you’ve said four times, it’s time to try hard.

"It's time for me to save you."

Just with this body?

If it were someone else who said such words at this time, He would probably question it and look down upon it. Dragging this body around, he would dare to say that he was going to save him.

But looking at the person in front of him who no one would dare to accept even if he was sent to the hospital, and seeing him say such words, he became a little emotional, and inexplicably believed that Yabu could really do it.

I don't know if he was affected by Tallulah's emotions. Under the echo in his heart, he commented on the Yabu that had not fallen down, and said softly that it was hard to tell whether it was him or Tallulah who was thinking at the moment. words.

Someone I value.

"Come and save me."

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*The internal organs are no longer useful, and all that is alive now is just the body.

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Chapter 227 Integrity

[Boa constrictors swallow their prey whole without chewing it, and then cannot move again. They digest the food during a long six-month sleep. 】

Something is slowly fading away.

Yabu didn't know what kind of state he was in now. His hands and feet seemed to be broken, and his brain could no longer feel the existence of his limbs.The vision is a little blurry and dark, maybe it's caused by sweat covering the eyes, maybe... it's because the brain is recording the final effects of death.

Occasionally, he would have the thought that he might have died long ago, that he was just a zombie, and that all he was moving was the transmitter.

The only thing that can keep him moving now is his persistence to rescue Tallulah. He doesn't bother to think about whether he can survive if he loses the goal of hanging him after completing this goal. .

He didn't have the energy to think about what happened next. The only thing he wanted to do now was to use a dagger to cut off the chains that bound Tallulah.

But, it’s really difficult.

Why is the gap in physique so big? It feels like using your physical body to compete with a machine with infinite fuel to see who can fall first. It is too big to make up for...

Black Snake was still dodging, and she didn't even take a breath.

And what about yourself?

The cooked organs and blood in his body were sloshing around with Yabu's violent movements, making him feel that the contents of his body would leak all over the floor at any time, or that he might spit them out.

He saw the black snake saying something to himself while dodging. Maybe he didn't say anything, because he couldn't tell clearly. Occasionally, he would have the illusion that he was suspended in the darkness.

But it didn't matter whether Black Snake said it or not. He could no longer hear any outside sounds. He knew that his ears were not damaged, but he simply couldn't hear the outside sounds clearly.

There was no tinnitus, but it was so quiet that he began to hear the sounds in his body. To be honest, the sounds might not be as good as tinnitus.The blood and heart were shaking violently, the organs were shaking everywhere, the lungs seemed to have a hole, and the bones made a snapping sound as if they were broken.

And... strange noises.

It was like some unheard melody, like something was whispering, like someone was talking to me, and the voice was a little floating.

[I want to draw an elephant that is swallowed by a python. I want to make those adults feel that pythons are scary. Do you know how to draw it? 】

It is said that there will be a revolving door when you are about to die, but when you are about to die, you may also have the illusion that someone is talking to you because you don't want to die alone.

But who knows, this is just a hearsay, and Yabu doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know, after all, who would have the time to think about experiencing near-death.

But he did feel a sense of loneliness. This loneliness with nowhere to vent even made him start to wake up a little, allowing himself to talk to the disembodied voice and say something, hoping that the voice could stay with him for a little while longer. .

...It's simple, draw a long line that bulges upward in the middle, and then at the end of the line, draw the snake's eyes.

...If anyone says, this is a hat, what's so scary about a hat, tell him it's a python digesting an elephant.

[I want to describe a beautiful house, especially beautiful, but when describing it, can I not just use a simple sentence, how much is it worth? 】

...I saw a beautiful house built of rose-colored bricks, with geraniums in the windows, doves on the roof, and occasionally some robins flying by.

【......Very good. 】