Cold.
All exposed skin had been almost frozen into ice. If you knocked on it, you might hear a crisp sound, but the body wrapped in clothes did not accumulate much warmth. Su'er felt that the only parts of his body that still had temperature were probably his innermost organs... But even the internal organs were gradually becoming cold.
The Black Ash falling like snowflakes kept falling on the two people, almost drowning them. Every time they traveled a distance, Su'er and Think had to use up their limited physical strength to shake off the accumulated Black Ash. The corpses of the spirit seemed endless.
It had not yet reached the level of forming a death storm, but if it continued to develop like this, it would not take too long for such a death storm to form.
In such weather, he should have found a sheltered cave to hide, but since escaping from the red fog, Su'er had not found a place to stay until now—or even if he found it, he would not dare to stay.
There was no firewood to start a fire. Those lovely flammable objects had been buried under the thick Black Ash, and there was no extra energy to search for them.
And if a bonfire that could bring heat could not be lit in the cold and gloomy cave, he was afraid that the only thing that could be harvested the next day would be two cold corpses... maybe only Su'er's corpse.
Therefore... he could only move forward mechanically, and even he would be surprised where the strength came from. The whole world was moving forward with a strange inertia, and as long as this inertia was not broken, everything would continue in their final posture.
This large amount of falling Black Ash became a protective color for the two people.
The body was suddenly pulled, a force from the place where the two people supported each other. The inertia of moving forward was suddenly broken, causing Su'er to almost fall to the ground and plunge into the Black Ash. Fortunately, Think grabbed him in time.
Slowly focusing his sight, Su'er woke up from his daze, and then he realized that the object blocking the two people was mostly buried by thick Black Ash. It would be completely covered by the Black Ash in a short time, but there was an invisible sense of familiarity.
Shaking his body and approaching, Su'er rolled up a corner of his robe to sweep away the Black Ash, and then he was stunned—his whole body leaned on the ground, and a few slightly raised tentacles were still stretched forward, as if he wanted to touch something. The expressions on the two ugly heads could no longer be seen clearly, and only a bit of madness and unfinished regrets could be felt from the bared teeth.
It was the monster transformed from the vampire.
Even though it was dead, it still looked chilling. It had been covered with Black Ash for a long time, and even the skin and flesh on its body had been melted cleanly, leaving only coke-like powder sticking to the bones.
It has been buried here by Black Ash for a long time. If it takes a while longer, even its bones will be melted away.
"...dead...?" Su'er muttered in astonishment, his stiff face twitching slightly.
He realized that the little dot that had always existed in his mind had disappeared since he didn't know when, and the thin but real invisible thread, the mysterious connection, had also disappeared.
It was a bit unacceptable, and his brain suddenly became confused because of this—this monster, this monster that had devoured his flesh and blood, and was enough to be called the enemy of him and Think's escape... just died like this?
There was no final explosion, no unwilling words, it just disappeared dramatically in the vast Black Ash.
Even from the invisible connection with Su'er, the monster somehow came to the direction of the two people's progress, and even at the last moment before death, it stretched its tentacles to where Su'er was, as if it wanted to touch him again.
Until the last moment of its life, the monster still did not take the initiative to break the fragile connection with Su'er, even though it only needed a slight effort to break free, but it stopped because of its greed and desire...
"In this way, the threat following closely behind finally disappeared." Think's voice was filled with lingering fatigue, and she also felt emotional.
"This kind of experience... is this your first time?"
Without looking back, but asking softly, Su'er's eyes were still fixed on the corpse of the monster. Between those wrapped bones, his dagger was buried in the flesh and blood that had been corroded and melted by the Black Ash.
"Heh~"
There was no definite answer. The only answer Su'er got was Think's cold snort, but he had already got the answer.
This kind of experience was indeed the first time for Think.
This self-proclaimed genius, and indeed a genius, the Elf flower crown lord who has been high and mighty since birth, has experienced such suffering for the first time, and pain... From this perspective, isn't she still a little girl whose mind has not grown much?
Suddenly understanding this in his mind, Su'er chuckled in his heart, without any ill intention, but if Think knew his evaluation of her, he would definitely be ridiculed with harsh words, and there would be inevitable racial attacks.
Su'er had already seen the handle of his dagger, revealing a bit of steel color from the charred flesh and blood, and the cloth band wrapped around the handle had been corroded by the monster's blood without any residue.
Smartly, he didn't continue to ask questions to provoke the anger of the great Lord Nirvalen. Su'er wanted to move over and pull out the dagger, but just when he raised his leg to take a step, his body suddenly softened, and even Think, who was holding him in a hurry, was almost dragged into the corpse of the monster.
It was not until then that Su'er realized that after seeing the monster that had been threatening their lives die, his whole body unconsciously relaxed because of this good news, and it was soft and powerless.
"...This is the second time, Mr. Monkey is so eager to lie in the Black Ash and have a good sleep?" Think mocked angrily because of the continuous accidents that Su'er had encountered and wasted his remaining little physical strength.
"Sorry, I relaxed a little bit," Su'er apologized briefly, gritted his teeth and propped up his body again, forcing his legs and arms to move and pull out the dagger.
The bumpy surface, staying in the body of this monster with corrosive body fluids for so long, had made the dagger endure too much, especially after this long journey, its edge had been worn out and no longer sharp.
Not knowing how many times it could be used, Su'er roughly wiped the dagger and hung it on the side of his leg again.
There was no danger of rushing directly at the two of them, and the next step was to reach the city.