38. The Power of the Demonic Monk
A Quan's appearance made Ling's heart skip a beat.
"A Quan, why are you walking without making any sound? You scared me." Ling looked at the mirror again, but there was no sign of Su.
But in his hand, an emerald green leaf flashed and hid in his sleeve.
"Well, I woke up and found that you were not next to me." A Quan pouted, then hugged Ling with a silly smile.
"Okay, I was just a little insomniac, but I feel much better now. Let's go to bed." Ling hugged her gently and walked towards the room.
Time began to slow down, and the two lived together warmly and sweetly.
Until one day, A Quan proposed to Ling.
She was wearing a wedding dress and looked at Ling with some anger.
"Stupid Ling, how long do you want me to wait? Do you really have to ask me to propose to you first?" A Quan pouted, trying to cover up his inner anxiety with anger.
"L...let's get married, Aquan." Ling stretched out his hand and knelt on one knee on the ground.
Tears welled up in A Quan's eyes, and she rushed forward and hugged Ling tightly.
The wedding is being prepared in full swing, and the time is getting closer.
Finally, the pure white auditorium looked solemn and sacred. A Quan was wearing a pure white wedding dress, with a smile on his face, staring at Ling without moving.
She had finally waited for this day.
"A Quan..." Ling looked at her dully and swallowed.
"You're so beautiful."
"Hehe, of course!" A Quan accepted Ling's compliment very proudly.
The wedding march was playing on the field, and Ling and A Quan held hands together.
The priest came up to the two of them with a solemn expression.
"Mr. Ling, no matter rich or poor, no matter healthy or sick, no matter the good times or bad times in life, when Miss A Quan needs you the most, do you want to stay with her forever and never leave her?"
"I do." Ling nodded. He subconsciously tightened his cuffs. The cold touch made his hair stand on end.
"Ms. Aquan, no matter rich or poor, no matter healthy or sick, no matter the good times or bad times in life, when Mr. Ling needs you the most, do you want to stay with him forever and never leave him?"
"I do!" A Quan showed a beautiful smile.
"Please ask the bride and groom to exchange wedding rings." The priest guided.
Ling picked up a ring and put it on A Quan's ring finger.
The same is true for Aquan.
"Groom, you may kiss the bride."
Ling looked at A Quan, who was so close to him, and slowly approached. Suddenly, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, but the next second, A Quan held Ling's hand.
"It's okay, I know everything." A Quan suddenly whispered in Ling's ear.
"Whether it's that Su or the dagger hidden in your sleeve, I know everything."
Ling's eyes widened slightly, and he looked at her in disbelief.
She is the Herrscher of Sentience; how could she not know what is happening in the consciousness space she has constructed?
"Being able to die in Ling's arms should be the happiest thing in my life." A Quan said with emotion.
She didn't hate Ling. She knew that Ling must have been forced into this situation.
"Finally, can you give me a kiss, my dear Ling?"
The illusion began to gradually collapse, leaving only a pure white world, with the two of them at the center of the world.
"...Of course." Ling smiled and kissed A Quan's seductive red lips.
He seemed to no longer be afraid, and his trembling body found a moment of calm.
The kiss lasted for a long time, until both of them were a little out of breath and stopped.
"Come on, Ling." She said softly, already prepared for everything.
"A Quan, I love you..." Ling whispered in A Quan's ear.
He took out the dagger hidden in his sleeve and stabbed it hard.
The glaring blood spurted out, dyeing A Quan's wedding dress blood red.
Su outside opened his eyes, and the mental connection... was cut off!
Obviously, Ling, as an ordinary person, would not be able to do it, unless... he dies!
Without the mental connection, he would not be able to know the best time to act. In this case, if the Herrscher of Sentience wanted to escape, it would be too easy.
After all, they can't be on guard here 24 hours a day. Moreover, there are a few psychic perception MANTIS warriors, and even fewer who can participate in this battle.
"Run! They've already... ambushed... outside the illusion... You... must... survive..."
Ling fell weakly in A Quan's arms.
Yes, the dagger did not pierce A Quan's body, but pierced Ling's body.
He had never thought of helping Su catch A Quan from the beginning, and his obedience was just to cover up his tracks.
He knew that when he was found, it would be too late.
This is the best way to keep A Quan alive.
"No!!! Please don't die, why...it shouldn't be like this..."
A Quan was stunned and hugged Ling's gradually cold body tightly.
She thought Ling had to point the knife at her to survive, but she never expected that the knife would stab Ling himself...
Soon, the body turned into fragments and scattered in the pure white space.
As consciousness dissipated, Ling outside was, of course, not spared, and his life signs began to decrease until they returned to zero.
"Ling…Ling!!!"
The illusion began to shake violently.
"It's all because of you!"
"I want you to be buried with Ling!!!"
In the space of consciousness, huge waves continued to rise, and A Quan's remaining humanity was completely swallowed up.
"Be careful!" Su's eyes narrowed, and he used his own power to restrain the Herrscher of Sentience.
The rest of the people rushed forward and trapped her with their mental power.
"All of you die!!!"
The Herrscher of Sentience was like a madman, and the power to control consciousness gave her extremely strong combat power in this world. In just a moment, several psychic perception MANTIS warriors died on the spot.
She wasted her strength without any scruples, just to drag more people to die with her.
Almost all the spiritual perception fusion warriors present were killed, with only a few left struggling to hold on.
"Eyes of Wisdom, open your eyes!" Su used up his last bit of strength to trap the Herrscher of Sentience. At this time, the people outside were already ready and had activated the locator.
The Herrscher's real-world location was sent to Kevin's communication device.
In reality, the Herrscher of Sentience could not resist and was captured alive by Kevin.
"Xiao Ling!"
Eden rushed over, but all she saw was Ling's cold body.
After learning that the Fire Moth had taken Ling away, Eden rushed here without stopping, but was still one step too late.
Eden lay on Ling's body and cried desperately. Her brother was dead...
Her beloved brother died just like that...
He obviously did nothing wrong...
"Eden..." Ely looked at the scene in front of her, an unspeakable sadness appearing on her face.
But now Eden needs an outlet for his emotions, and crying is the best way.
Suddenly, Eden stood up in disbelief and then immediately put his head on Ling's chest.
"Wait, Xiao Ling might not be dead yet; he still has a heartbeat! Doctor, Ely, find a doctor quickly!"
"Oh oh!" Elysia nodded immediately, and soon she took Eden to find the best doctor here.
Mobius...
Not knowing what Elysia promised, Mobius agreed to save Ling.
Eden was waiting outside with a haggard face. Two days had passed, and she hadn't had a drop of water.
"Don't worry, although Dr. Mobius has a bad reputation, she is definitely the best doctor. She will definitely be able to save Xiao Ling." Ellie comforted.
"Hey, Eden, you don't want Xiao Ling to see you, Eden, looking so haggard, become the first thing he sees when he wakes up, right? So you should go get some rest."
"...I'm fine, Ely, I'd better wait a little longer." Eden shook her head, her eyes fixed on the door of the laboratory.
At this moment, in the laboratory, Ling was holding the only white cloth on his body, looking at Mobius with fear. (Talent Power of Demon Monk, activated!)
『Purple Talent: Power of Demon Monk: Possesses the same 'strengths' as the Tsarist Demon Monk, but also possesses his legendary divine power—Resurrection! (Can only be activated once)』
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