Chapter 21: Guard

I'm hungry - I'm hungry - ah. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Not again.

Ever since I became a girl, that voice has been noisy to me, and I didn't have this situation when I was a boy before.

I can only speculate that after the mutation, it also awakened in my body.

This time, the guy seemed to pull me into a pure white space that only existed deep inside.

I am isolated from the spiritual world, in a vast and infinitely expansive place that is white but not dazzling.

The darkness from the depths of consciousness, the voice of aging and dying, kept calling me.

By the time I was aware, the thirsty noise had turned into an arm that could bury everything, bursting infinitely out of the black hole of the abyss, rushing towards my spiritual world, enveloping everything and blocking all the light from intervening.

I'm really careless......

Because I was suddenly in a forest full of dangers, I almost forgot every night when I slept alone in the stone prison, and there was an unknown old voice in my dreams that constantly harassed me, irresponsibly affecting my sleep quality, annoying me, and strange enough to be on guard.

I couldn't tell who made that sound, but whenever I wasn't satisfied with the food, or was hungry to some point, it would come to my dreams and cry, "I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm hungry, 」

Was that sound like a dry throat an illusion? I always felt a sense of disgust that was vented by my inability to do it.

I replied rudely and bluntly, "If you have the ability, come and grab it, and if you can't disturb my rest, you will use that kind of threatened means to show that you are not good...... Ahh

Before the words fell, suddenly a powerful force instantly tightened my neck, making it impossible for me to speak again.

I tried with both hands to stop the amazing force that was suffocating me, but the black shadow arm that grabbed my neck couldn't touch it.

It's so unfair, how can the shadow touch me? If it can touch me, I can feel the other person resist or struggle a little, but that's magic.

In a spiritual world without a physical body, it is too foul to make an attack that cannot be resisted.

…… I had nothing to do but let those shadow hands slaughter me.

I had more and more difficulty breathing, and my vision became more and more blurry.

My body began to run out of oxygen, and I gave up struggling.

I think I can only hold it up for a few more seconds, and then I'll lose my breath.

Just think about it, the next moment.

- Huh?

The brutal strength disappeared in an instant......

At the same time, the darkness that enveloped my spiritual world suddenly left and the light returned.

Why is this happening!

I couldn't figure out the situation, and I yelled in the empty white world.

Why don't you wrap it up for me?