The Legend of Fatality - Chapter 859
Bai En flew out of the dragon and crossed an arc in the sky. He knew he had a chance to live, if he could calm down and look for everything around him that could help him. But now he had nothing but fear and a dizzy nausea in his mind.
There is no noble thought in Bai En’s mind. There is no last memory of life. There is no image of a loved one. There is no legacy when one has failed to accomplish one’s goals in life.
He just thought that he had made a mistake. Then a strange sight was deeply imprinted in his mind. It seems that the flow rate of time has become extremely slow, or even close to stop eventually. He saw a completely different world, a world of barrenness, desolation, horror, the colors of the sky and the earth are completely different from this world.
The sky is red like blood, and no stars or reference objects can be seen, as if the sky itself is an empty environment. The earth is a morbid color, and even the puddles that occasionally appear on the earth that look like liquids containing highly toxic liquid are a strange color that cannot be said.
But there is still life in this world. There are countless creeping creatures around the magma-like red liquid. Bae couldn’t tell what it was, neither wanted insects nor looked like animals. It’s more like some kind of distortion of flesh and blood.
If you have to say something like that, there is a small part of it that looks like cockroaches and maggots are mixed together in a certain variation.
The scene in this world has a hazy feeling, like the feeling that Bai En entered the most horrible and weird dream in this world. Then he was thrown out of this world and flew towards the sky like a void.
Then he returned to reality. He was still in the air, flying towards the ground, as if the scene he had just seen had never existed. Then he noticed one thing.
The magic ball released by Eisenheim-Schneider before entering the dragon’s den still followed him effortlessly. He suddenly thought that maybe he could reach out and grab it. The magic that makes it fly may slow down the speed of his own fall. This is indeed a whimsical idea, but Bai En does not know what else he can do in mid-air.
He desperately wanted to grab it, but it was still out of his reach. His sword fell from his hand. He twisted his body desperately, trying his best to catch the magic ball flying in the air, but the magic ball lamp escaped him. He cursed loudly and then felt the impact.
Death is not exactly what he expected. After a short period of pain, he will become unconscious. There is pain here. It’s dark here. There was a feeling of air being squeezed out of his lungs. There is a feeling that the body is shot down with great force.
But he was not sure why he felt so wet. Maybe it was blood, he thought logically. His body shattered in the impact. This is why he felt his body soaked.
Then, a wet thing filled his mouth and began to run down his throat. He couldn’t breathe.
Why didn’t I die immediately? Bai En is puzzled. Now my lungs are full of blood, like the poor guys who died in poison gas that I saw in Heidelberg. This is not the death Bai Yan longed for, this is not a simple death.
Yes, he killed the dragon and died as a dragon slayer. Maybe he would live to some extent like the night owl and live forever in the mouth of people. But this was indeed not the death he wanted. He hoped that he could have a simple death, rather than drowning in the blood in his lungs in such pain and suffocation.
Panic began to fill him. This death scared him, which was more terrible than a nightmare. It was terrible to know that this was the last few seconds of his life, and he was powerless to deal with it. He only discovered at this moment that what he feared the most was that he was completely controlled by something, and he could do nothing about it.
Then he noticed bubbles all around him. The magic ball is still above his head. He wondered if he had hallucinations. He instinctively felt that a very important thing was happening here. And he missed something.
Then he thought. He probably did not die. He is in the water. The only thing in the cave that is related to water is the waterfall that makes the sound of waves crashing. Then he must have been ejected by the dragon’s last spasm into the pond on the other side of the cave.
In this case, he still has a chance to survive. He exhaled and spit out the water in his mouth, trying not to **** himself in again.
But he realized that this was just an opportunity. The force that pulled him down was not what he imagined. This came from the pressure caused by the tons of water falling into the pool, and this huge force was pushing him down. He tried to go upstream, but it was useless. Faced with such a powerful force, he could do nothing.
He felt despair for a while. This is just a way to die for another way of death. He was not killed by the beast, nor was he shot to the ground by a huge impact, and he would be drowned.
His lungs are almost empty. When air is needed, his desperate body wants to betray him and take a breath. But Bai En needs a lot of effort to not breathe in the water.
But his brain was full of determination to live. He did not plan to go so far after leaving Fatalin Island, took so many risks, and even obeyed the so-called fate and prophecy arrangements, just to come here and be killed by the waterfall.
He survived an encounter with the dragon. He must be able to do something. He relaxed and let the pressure push him down. Then his face hit the rock. The pain opened his mouth almost reflexively, trying to make a sound, but due to his willpower, he closed his mouth. But his lungs seemed to be exploding.
He told himself to be calm. Thinking. He noticed that he began to drift to the side. The current hit the rocky bottom of the pond and was deflecting. He let the water move with him, and soon he felt the pressure from the water above him was reduced.
Darkness began to linger on the edge of his sight. He felt like he was about to faint. Go on, come on! He told himself. do not give up. The worst is over.
He struck desperately towards the water, trying to get himself off the water before his brain stopped working. He also noticed that the glowing sphere still followed him. This is a good thing, at least it gives him some light, so that he can see around.
His armor and chain mail are made of lead. Its weight pulled him and pulled him down. Bai En didn’t even spend a little energy to regret this matter. UU reads the book www.uukanshu.com but he thought about stopping and trying to take it off, but he knew that doing so would only waste precious time and air. He must move on until he is close to the water.
Bai En exhausted all his strength and swam to the surface. His limbs felt like they were leaded. He could hardly see anything. His lungs were almost exploding. He was still swimming forward and upstream. Swimming itself seems to have become a spontaneous movement of the body.
Finally, when he was convinced that he could no longer tolerate all this and he soon lost consciousness, his head appeared above the water, and he felt that his face was not in the water, and the water slipped over his face instead of Is soaking him. He took a deep breath of fresh air. He was sure that he had never tasted such a sweet thing.
Bai En took a long breath and then swam to the pond and climbed up. Water puddles up at his feet. His clothes were soaked. He saw the dwarves and Angelica running towards him.
Although he felt as if he had been underwater for several years, he realized that only a moment had passed since he killed the dragon. Its huge body lay on the nearby ground, flapping, writhing, and twitching, like a snake that had just died. Its actions scattered gold coins everywhere.
Angelica ran over and bumped into Bai En’s arms. Tears flowed down her face. “I thought you were dead,” she said, hugging him. Then he kept kissing him. Bai En didn’t know if he should respond to her, but he took a few more breaths first.
“I thought that was the case,” he murmured, pulling her closer, feeling her warm body against his body.
Other dwarves also gathered around to congratulate him.