Humans are nothing more than ants floating on the surface of the psionic sea.

That's why it's very interesting to watch them.

It's a fun game to watch these ants struggle, fear, and show their humanity under the waves of danger and death.

It was something she had never seen in her many years of living in the chaotic and obscurantist spiritual world.

Although the present world is a harsh environment full of filth and stench for spiritual creatures, the immutability of the spiritual world sometimes seems a little boring.

When did you become interested in this filthy and cramped world?

It was as if it was the first time I accidentally fell from the spirit world into this world, and when I found myself falling from the gorgeous and warm heaven into the dark and filthy hell, stretching my body wantonly to vent.

Seeing an ugly and small creature of flesh protecting another of his kind, and the storm of psionic energy that he casually set off against her under the extreme despair, he burst out with a face that was resolute and unrepentant, and burst out with a faint ray of psionic energy beyond his own limit.

Although the so-called eruption was like a spark barely burning under an avalanche, it still surprised her.

Obviously as humble and small as a speck of dust, but she had never seen such an extremely strong emotion in the spirit world before, and even the slightest bit of spiritual energy in the creature's body could be ignited, even if it was still extremely small in her eyes, at least it was a spark that could barely be regarded as shining.

Curiously, she raised her paw and extinguished the spark, and along the way, she pressed the fleshy creature to death as well.

So with the extinguishing of this faint spark, the firmness and determination of the creature turned into despair and fear in an instant.

This gave birth to an inexplicable joy in her heart, like a child happily clapping her palms and drowning an ant.

He doesn't feel sad or pity for this ant, he just thinks it's so interesting, and then his brain turns excitedly, and he thinks with great interest about what other fun ways to kill this group of ants.

Later, she encountered many more of these sparks, and she raised her claws to destroy them one by one, which was really an addictive game.

She learned that these creatures were called humans.

The intensity of emotions that they exhibit and may even ignite psionic energy comes from something called emotion and human nature.

She became more and more addicted to such games, playing with human beings tirelessly, watching them explode for the sake of so-called certain people and certain things, watching them fall into despair and fear after being extinguished by her hope, and the shining spark was extinguished by her own hands again and again.

But what she didn't notice was that after observing and playing games again and again, she became more and more aware of human beings, but she was also polluted again and again, getting closer and closer to having human nature.

She transformed her original spiritual body form into the appearance of the evil dragon in the human story, and she even simulated a humanoid shape, silver-haired, big-breasted Lori, who looks well-behaved and obedient, innocent and beautiful, weak and bulliful.

She loved to see the faint glow of humanity burst out in desperate situations, and then extinguish it with her own hands, watching them struggle and fear, but she herself had never experienced what fear was like.

She almost never plays in the game herself, and even if she does appear occasionally, it is just a play that gives a little hope and then gives people despair, she has never personally entered human society, and she has never been so close to human beings in person.

But these days, since she kidnapped Xia Ming, some deep and unknown changes have quietly occurred with the two of them.

She used to be regarded as an ant, a toy-like thing, but she got along with him so well.

Unbeknownst to her, the pollution that had accumulated over the years quickly spread through her psyche.

The one who is close to ink is black and the one who is close to Zhu is red, she used to be a spiritual life with no emotion and no humanity, but after years of accumulation, she has actually been quietly assimilated by this world.

She plays with human beings and sees them as chess pieces in the game, but she doesn't know that she is also polluted and exported in the process of the game, and mentally and spiritually is no longer her former self.

It's just a short time with Xia Ming for more than ten days, and some false contact and tenderness have even made her give birth to a hint that he might help her, and he has a trace of sincere tenderness for her.

When she realized this, a sudden fear took hold of her soul.

She finds herself unconsciously pursuing humanity and longing to have it.

She has created so many tragedies and tragedies, despair and fear, why doesn't she get bored, why does she never get tired of it?

The brilliance of humanity fascinates her, but it does not belong to her, so it is to extinguish them, to destroy them, to make her happy and happy.

She is taking the initiative to turn herself into the same life as those ants.

As soon as she thought of this, Xiaobai's body trembled with fear, but the more she feared, the more sad she found that no matter how she resisted and resisted, she had been completely polluted by this world and human beings.

She may not be human, but she has been assimilated by pollution, and she has feelings that only humans have.

In the icy snowy night, the crimson flames enveloped her, and she had no way to escape, and was stared at by Theresia like a prey.

She just lowered her head sadly and looked at Xia Ming's cold eyes below.

"Die, you dragon!"

Theresia's heroic voice fluttered in the night sky, she raised her sword, her long fiery red hair dancing with the flames, and the raging fire burned even more fiercely, as if to judge and destroy the dragon that had brought countless sins to the Northlands at this moment.

Xia Ming didn't speak, didn't plead for her, and there was no trace of unbearability and pity in his eyes.

The flame and the sword, closer, closer, her skin already felt the heat that was about to scorch people's internal organs, and her throat was already feeling the sharpness that was about to tear.

Xia Ming just looked at her coldly, looking at her, without any change.

He just wants her to die.

Xiaobai closed his eyes in pain.

That's what it is...... Is it the fate and sorrow of being a different species to fall into this world?

Either be assimilated by this world, or be exterminated by it.

She has created countless despairs and tragedies in her life, but she has also pushed herself into the abyss of despair and tragedy step by step.

It turns out that this is the final ending that belongs to you?

She suddenly remembered the day Xia Ming was taken back to the lair, and while he tried to check his gender, he casually named himself.

Name.

When she was adrift in the spirit realm, she didn't have a name in her head, and she was just a beast with no humanity and simple thinking.

In this world, she is called the evil dragon by countless humans, the evil dragon, that is just a pronoun, she cooperates with the Ice King, but he doesn't give her a name, they just take what they need.

The name is the beginning of a person's self-awareness, self-possession and humanity, and an anchor for a person to stand on the world.

"Xiaobai."

"Can I call it that?"

She remembered that he asked with a shrug and a nonchalant expression.

It turned out that it was at that time that irreversible changes began to circulate, and her sorrow and end were doomed.

It's just that in the end, death is imminent, there is no escape, and the person who named her would rather watch her die coldly and indifferently than call her name.

Laugh at!

Theresia's great sword pierced the air, straight into her chest.

(End of chapter)