Chapter 2862: wake

I panicked, really, really panicked.
In a silent, light and shadowless world, I am like a small particle floating in the universe. It seems to be moving and still, as if I have a body and exist in the form of a soul. .
In this completely dark and quiet world, I have no idea how long I have stayed. There is no dream, no hope, no goal, and no direction.
Everything is settled, but nothing happens.
It's like a floating float that keeps flying towards the sky, even if it spends its entire life, it can't see the edge.
At first, in this static world, I wanted to struggle a bit, but found that except for a mass of thoughts that I couldn't control, my body had completely failed.
With the complete loss of contact with the body, my consciousness seems to be scattered.
This is bad.
The broken body will only cause me physical trauma and physical pain, but once the consciousness is dissipated, it probably means that I will really die... Maybe... Anyway, I think so of.
And I don't want to let my consciousness disappear. The only thing I can do is to constantly remind myself that I am in an illusion, in a seemingly real and chaotic world, but in reality it is false.
Keep reminding, keep admonishing, just to let the spirit no longer be low and let the consciousness no longer dissipate, but...
Having stayed for too long in a world that doesn't know the time and time, I have long forgotten why I kept reminding myself and the reason why I kept admonishing myself, just like a piece of duckweed, floating in this meaningless world.
I don't know how long it has passed, and I am used to this kind of aimless feeling.
However, just when I was addicted to this feeling, and even when I was about to merge into this world, a light spot gradually appeared before my eyes.
At first, it was as tiny as a gnat. I even thought it was just an illusion, but as time passed, that little light was getting bigger, closer, and real.
Soon, I saw that it was not a phantom, but a person, a person emitting golden light!
Through the golden light, I could clearly see the person's appearance, beautiful face, short silver hair, eyes blooming with white light, strong bridge of nose, and thin and firm lips.
Looking at his face, I felt a familiar feeling in my heart for some reason. Have I ever met? There is only one side fate?
But I shouldn't know him...Huh? Why can't I remember anything? who am I? Where am i? What am i doing?
Silian asked directly confused myself by asking, I couldn't help but withdraw my gaze, staring straight ahead.
"Don't even know who you are?"
A nice voice sounded abruptly around me.
This is the first sound in the long silent world, like the cry of dawn, instantly set off a huge wave in my heart, at the same time, my already imprisoned consciousness, also after this sound, like a spring breeze The old willows are like old ones, instantly rejuvenating, sprouting, and rejuvenating!
"I, I am... I am An Xiaoyi."
Opening my eyes, I gradually recovered my look.
"I...I'm here to avenge the Poseidon, Bo... Bo... Bo... Saidon? Yes! Poseidon wants to grab Leave my fiancee, I'm here to avenge him!"
Suddenly, a thunder blasted in my head, and at the same time, my five senses were gradually recovering.
"Do you remember it?"
The nice voice sounded again, this time, I heard it clearly, the voice came from the golden figure.
"who are you?"
I looked at him curiously but vigilantly.
"Did you forget me?"
The silver-haired man looked at me with a smile, his smile was so gentle, like a spring breeze in May, but, for some reason, his smile always made me uncomfortable.
"No wonder."
He looked at me with a smile, slowly raised his arm, and pointed at me.
A golden halo shot at me, very slow, but with a momentum that could not be avoided.
In the next second, the halo spotted on my left chest. It didn't hurt, but suddenly a sensation I had never felt before.
This feels very much like the feeling when I just condensed the killing intent, it is the kind of invigorating and dripping, like drinking a sweet linseed jelly, as if all the pores on the whole body are relaxed.
"The only thing I can help you with is this."
A nice voice sounded again, and as the words ended, the figure of the white-haired man gradually became blurred.
"Finally give you a favor, and..."
The sound stopped abruptly, and the ghost disappeared without a trace.
At this time, although I watched the phantom disappear, I didn't do anything, because now I feel great.
The invigoration that has never been before, the dripping that has never been felt before, every cell that makes up the body seems to contain infinite power. It seems that a casual breath can create a hurricane. Press down.
"What a wonderful feeling!"
I closed my eyes, stretched my arms, and couldn't help but sigh.
When I opened my eyes again, the bleak world was gone, and what appeared before my eyes was the real world—the land of the Seagod.
Poseidon is still fighting with Shilock, Spitz is still fighting with young men with dark eyes, but the white-skinned man looks at me with a frightened look, as if I was just a pick and eaten monster.
"Looking at me with this look hurts me a lot, my friend."
I looked at him with a smile and said lightly.
"How, how is it possible!" He was so horrified that he couldn't help himself: "You got rid of the climax of the movement attack at the end of my death! Why? Why is it so? You are just a mortal, not even awakened, why? why!"
"Maybe it's because I often swim in the relationship between life and death," I said calmly: "It's like people who often eat fish, who are familiar with the taste of fish, and those who often eat shrimp, understand the deliciousness of shrimp."
"No, this is not the answer I want!" The white-skinned man was almost insane. He drew out his flute and used the flute as a sword to stab me straight.
However, just a few meters out, Spitz pinched his neck with one hand and fell short.
But at this moment, he seems to have ignored life and death, he just wants to rush to me, give me a flute, stab me so cool, so as to relieve the fear of happiness, so he does not care that his neck has been caught by Spitz. Squeezed it hard, but kept struggling.
On the contrary, Spitz had no idea of ​​killing him, slipping around his neck like a little chicken, watching him struggle.
After a few minutes, he was a little out of breath, and had no choice but to give up struggling, like a rooster waiting to die.
Spitz still didn't hurt the killer, but knocked him casually, knocking him out.
Then he threw it aside and continued to fight against the yin bird man.
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