The dark monster twisted and wriggled, as if grinning at her.

They were closer than they had been before, those in front of them were slowly retreating, and those behind them were gathering around.

Loria turned her head to look at the priestess, who was carefully carrying the candle and slowly moving forward.

Being invisible is a kind of happiness, and if you can't see it, you don't have to face fear and pain.

If you only reach the light and die without knowing anything, you are lucky.

Loria sighed, but couldn't make a sound, she wanted to float faster, but she lost her body...... There was a strong sense of déjà vu, and she always felt that she had experienced something similar.

The same darkness, the same powerlessness, the same terrible, lucid dreams...... I always felt that I was about to think about it, but I couldn't grasp any clues, and the truth was looming on the other side of the curtain, but she could never lift the curtain that blocked her vision.

It was worse than an itch that would never scratch her.

After struggling for a long time, she finally gave up trying to figure it out and emptied her head.

Laziness always brings comfort and comfort, both physically and mentally.

"Are we almost there?"

The voice of the priestess came from behind her, and Loria shook her head slightly.

"Thank you for saving my ......"

Loria bowed slightly.

"What's going on? How did you become like this?"

Loria shrugged.

"Do you think I'm annoying? I know I'm talking a lot, and I'm annoying a lot of the time...... Please forgive me, talking to you gives me peace of mind...... So, can I keep talking?"

Loria hesitated. Nod.

Unbeknownst to the priestess, her voice also reassured Loria.

In this way, one of them chattered and whispered, and the other simply nodded and shook his head, and the terrible and difficult road seemed to be made easier.

The wonderful communication continued. Loria began to think that the chattering priestess was a nice person.

In the darkest places, there can also be a little warmth...... Loria's tense expression relaxed, and the darkness that surrounded them seemed to be no longer strange in her eyes...... She felt wonderful, in a warm, sunny place, she always felt that there was a terrible darkness lurking in everyone's heart, and in this extreme darkness. Underneath the countless upside-down corpses, she began to feel that the light in human nature would never be wiped out.

Contradictory world, contradictory people, contradictory self.

Little by little, they got closer to the exit, finally. The steps up were illuminated by the faint glow of Loria's body.

The pastor wept with joy, and the accumulated pressure poured out into tears.

She threw down the candle that was about to burn out, and opened her arms to hug Loria, but it was empty...... For the first time, she saw a sincere and warm smile on that young and beautiful face.

Loria hovered silently in the air, her arm pointing upwards to the road.

"Won't you come with me?"

Loria shook her head and held out her index finger, pointing at the darkness behind them.

Although there were no words, the other party understood what she meant—and there was another person.

"I'll be waiting for you up there!"

The priestess assured. Walk slowly upwards.

There was a blinding light at the end of the stairs up, and Loria unconsciously covered her eyes with her arms until she opened them again. The light was gone.

Shaking her head, Loria saw the darkness that surrounded her boil over her—all that was left of her was a thin layer of dim light.

She didn't know what would happen when her magic ran out.

Go back to that dark world, wake up, go to sleep?

Or something worse.

But she couldn't go any further, she certainly wouldn't like this disgusting place, but she just couldn't go even a little further towards the exit.

Let's go find another guy, Loria thought, even though all this time had passed. There should be no chance of survival.

She turned and floated towards the darkness again.

……

Gordon let out a low roar, the blade in his hand glowing blue. The magic sword he had obtained from the battlefield was wielded by him, drawing messy arcs - he didn't know it. He looked a lot like his enemies before him - the orcs who had been defeated under Lordaeron, and who were struggling to survive as they retreated.

The harvest in his family's orchard was not good, and he could not hand over the shield money in lieu of military service, so he had to take rudimentary equipment and go out with the lord.

From Nanhai Town to Lordaeron, they continued to retreat, and the people around them died one after another, even the lords were killed in battle.

Just as his technique of killing people was progressing day by day, he lost his lord and turned from a levy soldier to a mercenary.

The king and the great lords stood under the royal city and gave impassioned speeches, which ignited the blood and anger in his heart, yes, his wife and daughter and his home were behind him, and he could no longer retreat.

From early morning to dusk, and from dusk to early morning, the orcs retreated.

From Lordaeron to Southsea Town, he was no longer a freeman with little business skills, he became a hero of humanity...... One of many.

He also wants to cross the strait and work with the king and marshal to reclaim the kingdom of Stormwind and slaughter the damned orcs.

However, even the mighty and bountiful Lordaeron could not sustain a series of vicious battles and a large conscripted army.

So, he turned back into the free man who was not good at business, and returned to his hometown with memories of death and useless skills.

Repeating nightmares and painful old wounds, combined with deserted orchards and his wife who had betrayed him a long time ago, were all he was rewarded.

His life routed faster than the defeated army, and soon, having spent all the money of the war, he left his daughter, who did not look like him at all, in the early morning and headed south in search of an adventure.

…… Gordon just waved his blade wildly, he smelled death again, and he went back to the night of countless battles to the death, and the whisper in his ear drove him crazy.

The greedy die.

What a joke! He deserves it!

Gordon just swung his blade wildly, and before he ran out of strength, he finally saw a little light in the endless darkness...... He ran there like crazy.

……

Loria was a little surprised, she didn't expect the person to be alive, she stopped, stretched out her hand and pointed in the direction of the exit, signaling the person who was rushing over to follow her.

However, what she waited for was the slash of the magic sword, the blue blade blocking it as it approached her body, but the only remaining magic power was quickly withdrawn.

The second blow, the third blow, Loria instinctively wanted to escape, but she couldn't escape the crazy attack because of her slow movements.

Soon, the last bit of magic was exhausted, and the sudden pain penetrated deep into her soul, and before the next sword arrived, she felt herself crumpleed, her vision spinning and becoming distorted.

In the end, she only had time to see the man who attacked her with a crazy smile, being pulled up and strangled by something unseen.

All that's left is endless darkness, darkness that even vampire eyes can't get used to. (To be continued)

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