Chapter 150 As expected, Gluttony.
Half an hour ago.
In the blood mist.
Ollie's eyes were fixed on the figure.
"As long as, as long as he is killed..."
This thought burned in his heart like a raging fire and became his only obsession.
He knew that this was more than just redemption.
It is also a redemption for his dereliction of duty and an explanation to those innocent brothers who sacrificed their lives.
He was already doomed to die, but that didn't mean he couldn't do something bigger.
He dragged his broken body.
Step by step.
He approached with difficulty but determination, as if every step was walking on the edge of a knife.
But fate always seems to play jokes on people.
Just as he was about to touch the mysterious figure.
"what"
A sudden pain knocked him off balance.
boom!
With a thud, he fell heavily to the ground.
Looking back.
I saw that my feet had been eroded by the blood mist and merged into one, and I could no longer support my heavy body.
No.
Resentment surged into my heart like a tide.
There was determination and madness in Ollie's eyes.
He was unwilling to give in, even though the goal was right in front of him.
Then, death doesn’t matter, and merit doesn’t matter.
He, he wants to avenge his brothers.
He wanted to see what the monster that killed them looked like!
Magic power surged wildly in his body, turning into a thin shield, trying its best to resist the erosion of the blood mist.
but.
Even so, the blood mist still corroded one of his hands.
He clenched his teeth and concentrated his magic power on his head, heart, and his only remaining hand.
He used all his strength to drag his broken body forward.
Distance, the distance that was once out of reach but now is so close.
It was shortened little by little under Ollie's unyielding will.
Finally, when he used up his last bit of strength to raise his head.
The sight before him shocked him so much that he almost stopped breathing—the so-called monster.
It turned out to be a white-haired child floating in the air, with a handsome face and extraordinary temperament.
If it weren't for the heart-pounding blood mist and the tightly closed eyes around him.
He almost thought that this was some noble young man who had accidentally entered the battlefield.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Ollie suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter was a mixture of madness, confusion and despair.
Even he himself didn't know why he was laughing.
But this laughter sounded particularly harsh in the empty battlefield.
“Crunch, crunch, crunch…”
As the laughter stopped, the light in Ollie's eyes gradually dimmed and finally returned to calm.
The fire of his life was extinguished in endless regret and unwillingness.
And the white-haired child was still floating there quietly.
It was as if all this noise and turmoil had nothing to do with him.
“so hungry”
At this moment, the child murmured softly.
[Congratulations on devouring the human. Based on the effect of your skill "Gluttony", you gain 1 point of speed]
[Your speed has reached the stage limit and cannot be increased any further]
[Based on the "Gluttony" effect, 1 speed has been stored in the "Gluttony" space]
The voice of the world continued to echo in Ye Yan's mind.
But even so, it couldn't satisfy Ye Yan's ever-growing appetite.
So hungry.
He vaguely felt that he had eaten a lot, but he was just very hungry.
In endless darkness.
Ye Yan's senses were completely devoured by an unprecedented hunger.
It was a kind of emptiness that seemed to touch the soul.
It made him feel as if he was in a corner forgotten by the world.
Time loses its meaning here and space is distorted into chaos.
The only connection between him and existence was the incessant groan of hunger.
In this abyss of despair, a sudden ray of light is like the dawn of salvation.
It penetrated the thick darkness and brought long-lost hope and warmth.
There is an indescribable sweetness in that light.
Just like the delicious dishes cooked by my mother in my childhood memories.
An inexplicable impulse surged in Ye Yan's heart——
There, there is food.
He stood up tremblingly, and every step seemed to span a thousand years, long and firm.
He didn't know how long it had been, but when the light finally came within reach, he found himself standing in front of an ancient and mysterious door.
The light coming through the crack in the door was like an invitation and a temptation that he could not resist.
"Gulong——"
A loud swallowing sound seemed particularly abrupt in the silence.
Ye Yan slowly pushed open the door, as if opening the gate to another world.
Behind the door was a room that was larger than one could have imagined, and the air was filled with an even richer, more mouth-watering aroma.
There was only a long table running across the center of the room, with seven exquisite chairs surrounding it, each occupying a corner.
The rest of the space is so empty that it's frightening.
It seems as if everything is prepared just for this moment of reunion.
Ye Yan couldn't help but take a step forward.
When he came to his senses, he found himself sitting opposite the main seat, with his back to the door that led him there.
Two people had sat down on his left and right sides without him noticing.
Their figures were shrouded in a thin layer of gray mist, and their faces were blurred.
Like a ghost walking on the edge of a dream, it is both real and unreal.
He looked down at himself and was surprised to find that he was also surrounded by the same gray fog, isolated from the outside world and leaving only a hazy outline.
In that dark and mysterious room, a low but magnetic "yo" sounded quietly.
Like a sigh that passes by inadvertently in the night breeze.
The owner of the voice was sitting next to Ye Yan, in another seat.
A woman with a graceful figure and curvaceous body.
"The seat that has been vacant for a long time finally has a new owner."
Her voice was gentle but carried a power that could not be ignored. Every word she said was like a carefully crafted gem, falling into the deepest part of people's hearts.
"Is it still gluttony after being idle for a long time?"
"Still so small?"
As she spoke, a hint of curiosity and amusement flashed in her eyes.
As she approached, a slender hand gently wrapped in gray mist slowly stretched out, as if wanting to touch Ye Yan's tender face.
However, for Ye Yan.
This seemingly gentle gesture is like an oasis encountered in the desert.
Hunger surged like a tide, and he could no longer suppress his inner desire.
So, without any hesitation, his small mouth suddenly opened and bit the tempting hand.
But what was unexpected was that the hand turned into nothingness the moment it made contact.
Only a faint mist was left behind, and then it returned to its owner as if nothing had happened.
The woman chuckled, with a hint of teasing in her voice:
"Oh, you're still a little foodie?"
Ye Yan chewed but couldn't taste anything.
The pointed ears drooped in disappointment, looking particularly depressed.
at this time.
His eyes were attracted by a crystal clear magic fruit on the table that exuded an alluring luster.
A dazzling light suddenly appeared in Ye Yan's eyes.
(End of this chapter)