latelenovela Chapter 189 Fortunately, it’s still too late
Chapter 189 Fortunately, it’s still too late
Damon held a wooden stick and pointed at the other party from a distance, constantly weighing the current situation in his mind.
There was a bloody hole in Walter's chest from which blood was gushing out. He looked pale and his legs were trembling, and it seemed that he was seriously injured.
Was he injured in the Elf King's City?
Why did he turn around so quickly? !
Judging from the distance between the Elf King City and the human race, he should have just arrived at the Elf King City!
Damon's mind was full of thoughts, but he felt as if he was trapped in a fog and couldn't figure it out.
"What have you done to my people?!" Damon tightly gripped the stick in his hand, staring at Walter like an eagle.
Walter frowned, and his face, which originally had a hint of sarcasm, suddenly darkened.
"Oh! The elves have naturally been exterminated! Now you are the only elf left in the world!"
Walter walked towards Damon step by step, and the blood on his chest formed a bloody path behind him as he moved.
He stared at Damon viciously, and a smile reappeared on his thin and pale face.
"But don't worry! I won't kill you! I will keep you alive! After all! I am counting on you to live forever!"
Walter laughed wildly. Damon was originally furious when he heard him say that the elves had been exterminated, but he calmed down after hearing his next words.
"Impossible! You definitely haven't even entered the gate of the elves! This place blessed by the goddess of life! How can a scoundrel like you break into it at will!"
At this moment, Damon seemed to have infinite power surging in his body. He took a step forward with the wooden stick, and the tip of the stick was just one step away from touching Walter's chest.
"You're a stray dog! You were injured and came back to heal your wounds, right?! You're bleeding profusely and your face is pale. I'm afraid you won't survive this night!"
"How dare you!" Walter's hand, like a dry claw, grabbed Damon fiercely.
Damon, who was originally two or three meters away, suddenly felt as if his whole body was being strangled and he couldn't move. In just a moment, Damon was tightly bound by wisps of black air.
Walter took a step forward and was about to attack Damon, but suddenly he stopped and suddenly realized:
"You are deliberately provoking me! You are seeking death!"
Damon's face turned pale!
I didn't expect Walter to react so quickly!
He knew his own body very well. His external injuries should have been cured by Yaoyao using some method, but his internal organs had been damaged beyond recognition by the dark imprisonment and torture. He had been lying in bed for several days and only today did he barely have the strength to get up. Now his hands holding the wooden stick were shaking slightly, so he had no fighting power at all.
He didn't want to be locked up in the dark dungeon again, to have his blood drawn by the sword one by one. He really didn't want to endure the pain of being tortured to death again!
Walter seemed to see through what Dai Meng was thinking. He laughed sarcastically, "Want to die?! Hahaha, I won't do as you wish! I will let you watch me eat up all your flesh and drink up your blood! I will place your skull on my throne! Let you witness my hegemony!"
"Father!"
Lena knelt down and took two steps forward, hugged Walter's legs, and begged: "Father, please have mercy! Please..."
"Useless! Get out of my way!"
Walter slapped Lena in the face, knocking her to the ground.
"You are a traitor! Just like your mother! You are an ungrateful person who can never be tamed!"
Walter's face was filled with anger. He pulled out the whip from his waist and hit Lena hard on the back.
"Stop!" Damon's eyes were bloodshot.
"Shut up!" Walter waved his hand, and Damon felt as if his throat was blocked by a thick phlegm. He felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, but he could only make "uh uh" sounds and could no longer speak.
The whip in Walter's hand never stopped, and continued to fall on Lena like a storm.
Until Walter seemed to be tired of fighting, and he stood there wheezing and began to cough.
It started as a light cough and turned into a heart-wrenching cough, and then with a "puff", a large mouthful of foamy black blood spurted out.
"Father!"
Lena touched the blood sprayed on her body, and her body, which was originally crawling on the ground, instinctively stepped back, her pale little face full of fear!
Father is injured!
Should she hide quickly?!
Otherwise you will be like your brothers and sisters!
Hide quickly!
Lena was filled with fear, but before she could take two steps back, her whole body froze and she couldn't move at all!
The black air wrapped around Lena and brought her to Walter. Lena was suspended in the air with tears streaming down her face.
"Father! I am the best! I have always been with you in the Holy Mountain! Please don't!"
Walter stretched out his fingers like dry claws and pinched Lena's thin chin.
"Are you afraid!" Walter looked at Lena, who was crying bitterly, expressionlessly, his voice as cold as ice in winter.
"No! No! I... am not afraid! Father! I am not afraid! Please have mercy!"
“Ha! It seems you know a lot!” Walter casually let go of his hand, dipped his fingertips in the tears on her face, and then put them into his mouth.
He shook his head in satisfaction as if he was tasting some delicacy.
"The smell of fear! Good! Very suitable for sacrifice!" Walter moved closer to Lena, leaned his head against her neck and took a deep sniff, his pale face flushed with excitement.
"Cry! Cry! The more frightened the soul is, the more it can heal my wounds!"
As Walter's grip on Lena's neck became stronger and stronger, Lena gradually gave up struggling, but her lifeless eyes were still shedding tears.
This is her fate!
She can't escape! She can't get rid of her fate!
Yes!
She had at least three days of peaceful life! It was worth it!
Just as Lena closed her eyes and waited for death, a loud noise suddenly came from her ears.
"boom!"
With this loud noise, she felt her father's strength pinching her suddenly disappear, and then she felt a warm and smelly liquid sprayed all over her face.
Lian Na opened her eyes somewhat dazedly and "looked" in the direction where the sound came from.
The tied-up Damon also looked up into the air excitedly.
Bai Yaoyao shot Walter in the head, and after watching him fall down with his eyes wide open in anger, he leisurely put the pistol into the system backpack.
Then he controlled the single-person aircraft and slowly landed it.
With Walter's death, the black gas that bound Damon instantly dispersed like an ownerless object.
Damon felt that the thing that had just blocked his throat disappeared instantly.
"Yao... cough! Miss Yaoyao!"
Bai Yaoyao scratched her head awkwardly as she looked at the excited Damon and the blood-covered Lena, pointing at the winged ball next to her and explaining awkwardly.
"I'm sorry! I could have come to pick you up earlier! But this is my first time operating this thing, so I'm not very experienced, so I came a little late! Fortunately, I still made it in time!"