I found, where is the door of light, where is the shadow of my father? The thing took shape not far in front of me, it was clearly an ugly fish bigger than a building, and the light I saw was a glowing "lantern" on a tentacle in front of its huge toothy mouth. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It reminds me of monkfish in the deep sea, which use a "light" that naturally glows above their heads to trick the small fish into chasing the light and eventually becoming a delicacy in their mouths.

It's just that the "giant fish" in front of me is much uglier than the monkfish, and it is a monster that I have never seen in any pictures and fantasies. Even, whether it looks like a "fish" or not, I have some bad words.

This thing knows my weaknesses perfectly, what I value in my heart and my fear of loss. What it wants to do is to take advantage of my inner weakness and destroy me from the inside out.

If I hadn't happened to find a loophole in this trap and woke up in time, I might have followed the call of "Father" and dreamed about "the other side" and walked into its giant mouth by myself.

But am I waking up a little late now?

When I woke up and realized that I was in danger, I was no longer on the boat, and my body was still drifting uncontrollably towards the monster's maw.

I tried to stop my body with all my strength, but I was surprised to find that I couldn't do that.

No matter how hard you try, no matter how hard you try, there is no way to slow down the speed of the drift.

I looked back in horror, only to find that there was only darkness behind me, and I couldn't see the words or the boat. I just heard the faint sound of the wind, as if someone was whispering to me.

"Shining, stop, you can't go ......"

It seemed to be a non-verbal voice, and it didn't seem to be, and the sound seemed to come from out of reach, and it had become a little distorted when it reached my ears.

Only one thing is certain, the voice sounded very flustered.

In other words, no one can help me?

I continued to struggle, but no matter what method I used, there seemed to be no way to escape the monster's confinement of me.

Little by little, I still moved towards the monster's maw.

That's it...... Is it over?

I could feel my blood still gurgling outward, but I couldn't feel the pain of the wound at all, I just felt that my whole body was getting colder and colder, I don't know if it was because of excessive blood loss, or because I had completely escaped the protection of Yan Fei and was directly exposed to the extreme cold of the underworld.

If you continue like this, you'll die soon.

By this time, I was less afraid of death itself. After all, I know more than ordinary humans, so now, death seems to me more like a new journey of mystery and unknown.

However, if this time dies and ends, all the efforts made before will be in vain.

And my life full of regrets.

It would be a pity if you have just begun to appreciate the value of being a human being, and if you want to experience life in this world well, but you have to stop there.

And the "people" who make me feel reluctant......

I used all my strength to raise my head to the sky and howl, feeling the spirit stored in my body flowing outward, along with the blood that I had lost a lot. I want to make the last struggle, use all my strength, and fight it to the death.

Just as my vision was getting darker and darker, and all I had in my eyes was the bait of the fish fire, my wrist was suddenly gently grabbed by someone's hand.

My roar was hoarse in the air, for the hand that had taken me, and though it did not feel the slightest force, it did exactly what I could not do with all my might—my body stopped.

Suddenly, the white light that exploded enveloped me, illuminating the surroundings as if it were day.

Everything was still, the monsters were gone, and even the colorful UFOs that roamed around were gone. All that enveloped me was pure white light, warm and soft, dispelling all cold and fear.

Only then did I realize that it was a small bright white ball of light that had enveloped me. This ball of light was about five meters in diameter, brighter and warmer than the light curtain formed by Yan Fei's boat, blocking out all the darkness and cold.

There was a man who gently grabbed my wrist from behind, and where his fingers touched, the wound healed, and the blood stopped flowing outward, and even the overflow of the spirit in his body stopped.

Obviously, this ball of light that blocked the cold of the underworld was generated with this person as the core.

And who this person is, I don't have to think about it to know!

For the breath that now envelops me is all too familiar, it used to be with me day and night, and it was almost one with my blood.

I used to have a kind of intimacy about this breath that even I felt inexplicable. Later, I learned more about it, and I realized that it was probably because my blood originally came from him.

It was so familiar, I didn't even feel particularly excited.

I turned slowly, and the person behind me appeared in front of me in a near-human form.

This person is almost the same as the man in white I saw in my dreams. He wore a pure white and clean robe, without any decoration, loose, and his waist-length black hair was draped down, like a heavenly man bathing.

However, this kind of close observation is more tangible than what you see in your dreams. His human form is a head taller than mine, and his facial features and body are simply imperfect, and there is nothing unrefined.

He looked down at me, his naturally heroic eyebrows and eyes were indescribably gentle, just like the gaze of the white dragon in the painting hanging in the hall of the boring house.

"Hello, Shining." He spoke, and his voice was as graceful as I had imagined, very different from the voice that had been directly implied in my mind before.

Is this the famous God of War? Looking at him from such a close distance made it all the more incredible.

The most powerful gods seem to be more gentle and compassionate than any imaginable image. His eyes showed compassion and love for everything, and just standing beside him, he could feel the extraordinary warmth.

Protoss, are they all like this?

It is no wonder that they are always on top, alone, and do not get close to and come into contact with any other living beings. They are indifferent and emotionless, but they have stricter rules than any other species. Perhaps because of this, they are indeed more noble beings than other species, and once the distance is close, whether it is a human or a demon, they will inevitably have admiration in their hearts.

I was amazed to find that tears were spilling out of the corners of my eyes, and I didn't even know it.

Although we have known each other for a long time, this can still be regarded as our first "official" meeting. He greeted me formally, but I couldn't say a word.

What kind of mood is this? Glad? Agitated? Pleasure? It seems like nothing. The moment I saw him, I suddenly felt a sense of reassurance, which even surpassed all personal selfishness and turned into a full tranquility.

"So, am I in the underworld? No wonder everything is so difficult. The white dragon let go of my hand and spread out his own hands to look at it carefully. His entire body exuded a faint halo that looked transparent, like a pure white ghost.