Use foreign lands to conquer the whole of Europe

Chapter 33: Chapter 33: Strange Dreams

In the boundless darkness, she seemed to hear someone whispering in her ear.

"Angie...Angie..."

It was a weird voice that was hard to describe in words. At first it sounded like countless men, women and children whispering one after another in her ears. When she listened carefully, it merged into the same very familiar but distant voice.

Very gentle, with a hint of hidden resentment.

But Angie was so sleepy that no matter what happened, she couldn't stop her from falling asleep.

Here, everything ceases to exist, and the time is so long that it loses its meaning, only the thing of "sleep" exists.

On the tightly closed eyelids, there seemed to be some liquid dripping down, slowly sliding down the arc of her skin.

One drop, two drops, three drops...

The strange liquid kept falling on Angie's face, and the speed was getting faster and faster, causing a sense of irritability in her soul that had not fluctuated in a long sleep.

Under this strange unfolding, Angie's consciousness and dull five senses finally came together gradually.

The smell of rust wafted in the air.There was more and more fluid on her face, almost covering her face, and it became difficult to breathe.

Only then did she recall the feeling of controlling her body, raised her hand to wipe away the warm and viscous liquid, and opened her eyes suddenly.

Oncoming was a blood-stained face that looked just like hers.

To be exact, it has the same face as "Angie", but with green skin, it doesn't look like a living person.

Anji carefully looked at the face with wide-open eyes and bleeding from the seven orifices, and looked up.Above "it", there is a slender neck, connecting this head with the twisted twisted body.

The dead are not scary.

So Angie began to observe the surrounding environment.

She seemed to be lying in a big dark box now, like a coffin, but it was not made of any material she knew.She put her hand on the black "coffin wall", and felt a weak vibration similar to "pulse beating".

At this moment, that bloody face suddenly laughed, and paused every word:
"Give me back your body."

Memories of the past finally emerged from the depths of my mind.Chi Qingsui didn't answer immediately, but just looked at "her" indifferently.

return?What a fart.

She admitted that under her own use, the degree of wear and tear of this body was a little higher, but after she used her ability, those minor injuries had completely recovered, and no one owed anyone.

If he generously returned his body to "her", where would he go?

What's more, this place is definitely not reality, and this thing in front of me may not be the real "Angie".

Thinking of this, Chi Qingsui replied without any emotion:
"Not yet, sorry."

She felt that she was already polite enough, but the other party didn't think so.

The stiff green face was becoming angry visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, it let out a scream that was so sharp that it seemed to pierce the soul, causing the entire space to vibrate.

However, Chi Qingsui was already resistant to this level of sonic attack.

She punched the opponent's slender neck directly, trying to physically shut him up.

Unexpectedly, this blow with all its strength was much slower than usual, and it just landed lightly on "her" turquoise skin, leaving no trace.

Seeing that Chi Qingsui took the lead, the female ghost became even more angry, and directly grabbed her by the neck, piercing deeply with her sharp nails into the fragile skin of the neck, and then tore apart the skin and flesh beside her.

Chi Qingsui burst into tears from the pain.There seemed to be an invisible oppressive force here, making her unable to use her power freely, and she was lying in this crowded black box with nowhere to escape.

In desperation, she could only bite on that weird stiff green arm.

There was no trace of blood in her mouth, which meant that she didn't even bite the opponent's skin.

But she has no other means of attack.

Just when Chi Qingsui was about to suffocate, that stiff green hand suddenly lost all strength and slipped down from her neck.

Chi Qingsui coughed violently a few times, only to realize that the opponent's head had been pierced straight through by a black arm.

Then, the ferocious female corpse was thrown into the distance with her head and body, and then disappeared from Chi Qingsui's sight.

Following the black arm covered with red and white solids, Chi Qingsui's gaze fell on the man, and his body trembled.

She was the last "person" she wanted to see.

"How will you be here?"

Slade let out his usual eerie laugh.She squatted down, looked at Chi Qingsui lying in the coffin, and asked in a low voice:
"Little girl with black hair... You, have you used your abilities too often?"

Chi Qingsui didn't answer, and crawled out of the coffin staggeringly, only to be surprised to find that there was a vast and dark space outside, but there was a sparkling sky...

It's like the surface of water.

And in this weird world, there is a particularly conspicuous thing hanging high in the distant sky.

It was a gigantic crack.It was shaped like a torn wound, and the edge of the wound was emitting a pale silver light.

What's more unusual is that there are countless flickering red light spots inside it, which are combined with strands of hair-like black thin lines to form regular patterns. The scarlet eyes blinked constantly.

As if feeling the gaze from Chi Qingsui, "they" uttered malicious whispers together. Countless voices were intertwined, which made her feel strong physical and psychological discomfort.

Chi Qingsui's heart tightened, and she immediately turned her head away. When she looked at Slade beside her, she found that there was a rare smile in her dark and dull eyes.

"There is a crack in your soul, and you are a little shaken. This is not good-the blessings you absorbed will take advantage of it."

Chi Qingsui took a silent breath, and asked as calmly as possible: "What do you mean?"

Slade shrugged helplessly, then the corners of his mouth rose slightly, forming a playful smile.

"It's really not cute at all... That's why I don't like you."

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This unexpected and reasonable answer made Chi Qingsui's expression a little complicated.She couldn't help but glanced at this inexplicable woman, cursing in her heart.

She can also forcefully become "cuter", but she can't help but spit out the New Year's Eve dinner.

At this moment, Chi Qingsui's neck shrank reflexively——

Because, a black paw rested on the top of her head.

The difference from before was that the paw was actually warm, and it passed through the icy scales to the top of her head, giving it a strange feeling of hot and cold.

He wasn't attacking her either, just resting lightly on her head.

Chi Qingsui froze in place for a long time, not knowing what to do.

She was used to things not going well, used to living cautiously in this world, and also used to the life and death struggle in a foreign land. Even the day before yesterday, she was fighting with people, and her hands were stained with blood for the first time.

But she is not used to this kind of sudden concern from others.

What's more, it was the Lord of Glosk, who had some problems with her and was too strong for her to defy.

Chi Qingsui couldn't help feeling a sense of resistance.

She subconsciously wanted to slap that paw off, but she stopped the moment she was about to touch the opponent, held back for a long time, and then asked in a muffled voice:

"...What exactly do you want?"

Looking at the awkward girl in front of him, Slade couldn't help but smile.

"Too stubborn to even call me Lord Slade—never mind. There's no one else here, and I'm not going to put on airs. I'll just tell you two things, and I won't repeat them a second time."

She withdrew her hand, returned to her former indifferent appearance, and said in a voice without emotion:

"Don't go to foreign lands in the near future, and don't use your abilities. Your ability to absorb blessings is too strong. For you, this is the real curse."

Chi Qingsui had a rare feeling of "not enough brains".The lord who usually talks inconsequentially and behaves strangely is really serious about serious things to her.

She really wanted to scratch her itchy head, but under the serious gaze of the other party, she forcibly held down the restless right hand.

"You...should be a fake, right?"

Slade's expression softened slightly, "It can be said to be false, but it is also true."

This ambiguous answer has very little credibility.Obviously, the other party has deliberately concealed things.

If it's just an ordinary illusion, is it really necessary to do this to this extent?
"Okay," Slade obviously didn't want to say anything more, and her rare patience had disappeared, "Go back quickly. It's not good to stay here for a long time."

Chi Qingsui hesitated for a moment, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by her:

"Oh, that's right—remember to call me Lord Slade when you get back, or you will suffer."

When he opened his eyes again, the inexplicable sense of oppression had disappeared.

She couldn't help but took a deep breath, and checked all parts of her body again, only then was she sure that she had returned to the real world.

The hazy moonlight was shining into this dark cabin through the gaps in the wooden door and the small windows, and there was a faint snoring sound coming from my ears.

Following the sound, a blond boy was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, sleeping soundly.Not far from him, there was a white-haired old man sleeping, his body twitching from time to time, as if he was having some kind of nightmare.

Although the soil in the house was very wet, the rush grass under her was very dry. It was obvious that someone had newly laid it, and it should be to give her a better rest.

But she really had enough rest, at least she didn't want to sleep anymore tonight.

Anji left quietly without disturbing the sleeping two.

　Thank you for the 13 recommended tickets for the bored look and go, and the 3 recommended tickets for Lao Ma Shidong,

　　Recently, I have written too many waste manuscripts, even exceeding the number of archived manuscripts.

　　Ask yourself, I am not the kind of mass-produced player. If I can't guarantee the quality, it will be too much money.

　　So I turned those chapters that I was not satisfied with the direction of the plot into scrap manuscripts, and kept rewriting and rewriting...

　　The result is: Including this chapter, there are only two chapters left in the number of manuscripts.

　　So there is no way to update two in the short term...

　　But the number of words will be a little bit more than before. For example, this chapter is nearly 3000 words.

　　Summary: Very sorry! ! ! !

　　


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