Chapter 3153 I Understand

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Tick ​​tock...tick tock...

The subtle, rhythmic sound reached my ears, causing my consciousness to gradually wake up.

This... is this?

Slowly opening his eyes, he saw a piece of pure white light that was not bright, but was too dazzling for him who had closed his eyes for a long time.

Where am I?

His body couldn't move, he couldn't even move his eyes, but his sight strangely captured the surrounding scenery in his mind.

It was an endless, luminous ocean, itself floating on it, and nothing else.

Ahhhh...that's it.

I gradually became enlightened.

Probably like this, it's the so-called deep part of [mind], and the body floating above is your own consciousness.

In other words, has he become his own consciousness?

It's a little difficult to understand logically, but you don't have to pay too much attention to the details. Anyway, with your own IQ, you will definitely understand things that are too profound. If you live with this kind of self-knowledge, you will be happy every day and smile constantly. That's right, huh huh.

All in all, after becoming like this and becoming my own consciousness, I think... maybe... maybe... I'm not dead yet? Or should I say... at least he's not dead yet. This is really lucky. Mingming... Mingming suffered such a blow. He originally thought that he couldn't survive no matter what. The last scene he saw before he fell was... It's his body that is gradually disappearing. Is that the effect of the cosplay bear being beaten back to its original shape?

In any case, the dragon clan really still cares about sex... Ah no, it's about credibility. They said that the test is only limited to not killing me, but the result is really close to killing me. I should be able to save it. Now I Hey, hey, I think I can still save him!

This is really embarrassing. The injury was knocked back to its original shape. Even if it can be rescued, it will have to lie down for a long time. However, it seems that the mental trauma is not too great, just the physical aspect. After a period of recovery, I can I've transformed, so I should be able to heal quickly. What, don't underestimate me, I'm a veteran, and I have much more experience than those Western dragons.

After the body recovers, I must ask for a good sum of money from the evil dragon Lena...ah, no, it is the physical damage fee, but this is not a good way of saying it, making it seem like I have been prostituted by her. Thinking back to the original , I really should slap myself in the mouth, what a crow’s mouth, using it as a shield really works, but it’s just the other way around, and it’s myself, the quasi-tragedy emperor, who suffers in the end.

The director and screenwriter are also true. I also have to complain about them. Is this a version of the protagonist where the villain dies because he talks too much? I was just about to explode and you gave me a shot like this. Do you want to show off your power? Is being a protagonist such a difficult and dangerous profession these days? Didn't I catch up with Long Aotian's era?

As always, after muttering and complaining to myself, I suddenly realized that if my body hadn't been floating in the glowing mind and couldn't move, I would have had to turn over like a salted fish, roll around like a lazy donkey, and fight like a monkey.

By the way, Dragon Rena! What's up with her? How was she after I fell?

According to the normal script, without me as the main force, she, a little weakling, should immediately raise her hands and surrender when she sees that the situation is not good. However, this normal script is completely inconsistent with the style of the evil dragon Lena, especially After I fall, as proud as she is, she should... ahem, I mean probably, there will be no so-called [worries about the future], but don't underestimate this guy, I already knew her the first time I saw her Having seen through her urinary nature, this stupid little female dragon's drive to die is definitely no worse than mine. Without me as a wounded person to drag her down, she will most likely fall into the state of an old driver riding a boat without rowing and relying on the waves. .

This is really... isn't it a waste of my efforts? Why on earth was I blocking in front of this guy? Even if I didn't block, I couldn't seem to dodge the blow, so it wasn't much better.

I was feeling anxious. Only then did I realize that I... no, to be precise, it was the thing that awakened my consciousness, the strange sound of ticking.

Where did the sound come from? Is your brain leaking? No, no, no, no matter how much you complain about yourself, there should be a limit, stop it! Listen carefully.

Following the ticking sound that came from nowhere and echoed in the depths of my mind, I gradually seemed to hear a faint cry, which made me feel a sense of warmth inexplicably. Something that makes a noise echoes in my mind.

Why……

why why……

The cry was such a weak confession, and it reached my mind intermittently and vaguely.

Is this... the voice of the evil dragon Rena? It's not wrong, it's just... she's just so weak, but it's not like her at all. She seems to be crying. It should be... the evil dragon Rena I know should always have a fierce and arrogant look and tone. right.

Why...are you crying? Could it be that...it's because of me? This was really frightening, but she really couldn't feel happy about it. Wasn't it just to prevent the tears she was desperately holding back from falling that she decided to fight for it? Really, the final result is still like this. As expected, I, the savior, still accomplished nothing.

Lying quietly on my back in the luminous ocean, I was speechless. I can't do anything now. You see, it's so difficult to even move my consciousness, let alone my body. This is no longer forced. It's a question of reluctance.

Moreover, I just discovered that the light around me is weakening. The light of this luminous ocean is weakening. When the light disappears, it will be when my consciousness is completely swallowed by darkness. How can I be like that? What is the response to the poor helpless cries?

There is really... no way. There is really nothing we can do this time, and we can't even discuss it with Linya and Lena.

He closed his [eyes] feebly, and the intermittent fuzzy crying sound became clearer.

Why...why don't you accept my power?

The power of the Dragon Knight?

Ahhh...

The closed eyes opened again.

Is this idiot complaining about this kind of thing? It's obviously this time, it's obviously her...

No, that's not right.

Perhaps his consciousness was stuck in the depths of his mind. Those thoughts that were buried deep in his mind and that he was usually unaware of became particularly clear at this time.

That's not the case, it's not the problem of the evil dragon Lena. Deep in my mind, I realized this inexplicably.

She was right to complain, it was me, the problem was with me, but why...why me? I don't understand.

My eyes gradually closed, and ripples suddenly appeared in the calm ocean of light, hitting my consciousness and telling me the answer with that soft rustling sound.

Ah, so that’s it.

I understand, I understand, is this what I think deep down?

Rejection... No, perhaps fear is more appropriate. Deep in my heart, I have always been afraid of fighting with anyone.

Is it because... because I always encounter tragedies of one kind or another and have to fight enemies that are difficult to match, is that why I am afraid of this kind of thing? Afraid that they would be involved.

No, it should be more childish and ridiculously arrogant.

I have been fighting on the front line, but I don’t know when I had such an idea.

This battle... no, it is this war, it is my own battle, and other people should not be involved.

How arrogant and complacent is this? It’s obvious that the entire Dark Continent has already been involved, right? It's like a dance drama that has been running for a long time. As a passerby, I have to play the role of myself in a big tree on the roadside in the drama. I only welcome the opportunity to appear on the stage at the end of the drama. As a result, I feel so good about myself that I actually have my own self. He is the protagonist in the play. It is a major illusion that he is the only one performing on this stage.

Therefore, I subconsciously rejected the power of the dragon knight, thinking that as long as I accepted it, I would have to face the situation of fighting with the evil dragon Lena, involving her, and encountering terrifying and powerful enemies, just like this test. .

After all...even the evil dragon Rena, even this kind of guy, this stupid dragon and stupid dog who doesn't get along with her and is always against her, is...it's been a bad fate for more than ten years.

So, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I know I was wrong, I was terribly wrong, but I won't change it, so just let me continue to be arrogant and feel good about myself.

I just... just don't want to see you... get hurt in front of me, fall down in front of me... just such a selfish fool.

Are these...tears? Can consciousness also... also shed tears? Sensing the warmth overflowing from the corners of my eyes, I slowly opened my eyes.

What's the use of saying this now and crying now? It's already too late, there's nothing I can do anymore, nothing can be done... No, at least...

At least let me hold that guy's hand tightly to prevent her from doing stupid things. I don't know why, I can feel that although the guy was crying and weak, she did not give up and There is no such thing as giving up the fight!

Don't go and die, you idiot. Who will rescue me if you fall too? It's more important to rescue me quickly, isn't it? !

If...if it's something I can still do...

I don't know where the strength came from. Lying on my back and floating on the ocean of light, my conscious body, which was originally unable to even move its eyes, slowly and tremblingly raised its arms upwards...

The light emitted by the ocean became dimmer, and it was not far away from the consciousness being completely swallowed up by darkness. Moreover, what was the point of just letting the consciousness raise its arms?

But it doesn’t make sense, I have to do it because that’s all I can do.

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Leona, who was lying on her blood-stained chest, stopped crying at some point, quietly, quietly, motionless, as if she was listening carefully to the weak and almost imperceptible voice that came from deep in her chest. heartbeat.

After a while, she gently, almost coquettishly, cursed an idiot into her chest.

Leona sat up straight with a calm expression. Just as someone had guessed, although she had cried and been weak, she had no intention of giving up. From the moment he fell, this had never occurred to her mind again. idea.

However, just when she was about to stand up, even if she was facing the enemy with such a weak appearance, her body suddenly paused.

Turning back in surprise, Leona found that the hand she was holding tightly had, at some point, turned around and tightly held her little hand, leaving no gap in the grip, as if she wanted to Take this to tell her, don't try to break away from me.

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