Chapter 1803 Walking Dead Instinct Powerless

Phelan had considered a lot in advance, and he had considered all aspects. But he still missed one problem, and that was the nature of this woman, Cersei.

Cersei is a greedy woman, which can be seen from her choices. Able to seduce Faerun without any scruples and recommend herself as his mistress. The greedy desire in her heart is obviously far beyond ordinary people. But if you want to say that she is a ruthless femme fatale who acts entirely out of interests, this may be a bit biased.

Because if she was such a woman, she could have just watched with cold eyes, watched Faerun kill James, and then thanked Faerun as if nothing had happened. But she obviously didn't do it, or rather, she didn't choose to do it.

Before making an outright self-interested choice, her emotional impulse was obviously greater than her rational impulse. And when she was impulsive, her actions were absolutely crazy, and she didn't care about the consequences at all.

There is no reason to support her doing such a thing as shooting Phelan, unless it is her ridiculous love as an excuse. However, she just did such an unreasonable thing, and she did it so decisively that Fei Lun didn't even have a chance to react.

It's ridiculous, but that's how it is. Fei Lun took a gamble, but obviously, he lost this bet completely. Of course, James wasn't the winner either. No one could be a winner in such a stupid thing, they were all idiots who were defeated by such a stupid thing.

After realizing this, Fei Lun, who was shot in the waist, laughed miserably. He was bleeding, and although it wasn't fatal, it was only a temporary problem. Prolonged bleeding would cause him to die here, and now, even if he wanted to leave, it was simply impossible for him.

The bullet hit him precisely in the waist. Although the existence of the spine blocked the penetration of the bullet, the bullet also deprived him of all the sense of touch in his lower body. This is not a good thing, because it makes him lose the ability to act. Of course, this is not a bad thing. Because at the very least, this can prevent him from losing consciousness due to pain, so that he can continue to watch this farce.

After Cersei wounded herself, she dropped the gun and ran towards James. She seemed to want to help her ex-boyfriend, but the current James was beyond her ability to help.

He was hit by the Demon Reflecting Mirror and the Ghost Killing and Casting Curse, and now he has reached the point where his fuel is exhausted. All the yin energy in his body has already been dispelled by this kind of demon-subduing power. Being able to maintain the current existence is already an extremely difficult thing for him. It can be said that as soon as the sky dawns, he may be wiped out under the impact of the sun's yang energy.

Of course, this kind of thing is not something that Cersei can understand. She just saw James' current situation,

And realize that his current situation is very bad.

This made her a little panicked, and then quickly reached out and grabbed James, trying to pull him up from the ground. However, this is not an easy task. Because of James' body, it was as cold as a piece of ice now. This is the result of the yin energy in his body overflowing and unable to control himself. And it was precisely because of such a situation that she felt unbearable pain just by grabbing his body.

Yin Qi enters the body, which is more tormenting than being naked in the ice and snow dozens of degrees below zero. Although Cersei was not a spoiled young lady, she couldn't bear this kind of pain. Subconsciously, she wanted to let go of him and find a way to help him. But at this moment, James stretched out his good hand and grabbed her arm tightly.

Under zero-distance contact, the painful feeling is of course multiplied. And it was precisely because of this unbearable pain that Cersei immediately let out a scream-like pleading sound.

"Let go, James, you let me go. You hurt me, bastard. Just let me go!"

Jaime didn't respond to Cersei's request at this time. It's not that he doesn't want to, but that he can't. As a special ghost, he is not an ordinary evil spirit. Just like what Faerun and the others saw, there is an entity, he can be seen with his own eyes, and he is not so much an evil spirit that comes and goes without a trace, it is more accurate to say that he is a walking dead .

For such a walking corpse, all his strength comes from the Yin Qi accumulated in his body. With the existence of this Yin Qi, he can walk, see, and have self-awareness, knowing that he is James and what he should do. In other words, when this yin energy is dispelled, what he loses is not only his own original strength, but also his own self-awareness.

And this also means that it is difficult to say that he can still be called James now, because all his actions are already maintained by instinct.

A ghost, the instinct of a walking dead, that is more terrifying than the instinct of any beast. Driven by this instinct, James didn't even consider that what he caught was Cersei, the lover who betrayed him and saved him from danger. Instead, he pulled hard, and directly pulled Cersei onto himself. Then, with a skeleton-like face that was haggard and thin due to the divine light of the demon mirror, he opened his mouth and bit Cersei's neck with one bite.

This is what drives him instinctively. Because of his severe trauma, what he needs most now is the nourishment of the vitality of living people to make up for the yin energy he lost. If he is still conscious, he may not regard Cersei as his target. But now, all he has left is instinct, and this kind of ghost instinct doesn't care who you are, what's the point to me?

It will only pick the quickest, simplest target to complete its own salvation. And at this point, Cersei, who is almost equivalent to being delivered to the door, has of course become his best choice without exception.

This sudden change scared almost everyone. Especially Cersei, she was already scared out of her wits by this change. Even when James bit her neck and sucked her blood, she didn't have much reaction. Because her brain has not recovered from this change at all.

This is really unbelievable for her. After all, she just paid such a high price to save him, and now, in just a blink of an eye, James has shown such a ferocious face to her, and even done such a thing matter. Of course, this made her a little bit unable to accept it because of her emotional impulse.

However, no matter how unacceptable it is emotionally, an honest response must be made physically. Up to now, she can already feel that her life is passing by, and she can no longer care about any emotional matters. The survival instinct had completely prevailed, and she began to howl desperately, trying to struggle out of James' hands.

However, it was obviously too late to think of doing such a thing at this time. As a ghost, James is born with power beyond ordinary people, and also in order to survive, the strength he can burst out is much greater than the mere human Cersei.

This made Cersei feel like an ant trying to push away the finger that was about to crush itself. Even if he tried his best, he couldn't change his fate of being destroyed. Yes, at this time, she had already begun to feel the existence of death, the feeling that her vitality was about to be exhausted, and she began to feel great fear in her heart.

At such a time, she couldn't care about anything else, and directly stretched out her hand to Fei Lun, begging him loudly like a drowning man trying to grasp the last straw.

"Help, save me, save me. I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

Facing her pleading, Fei Lun just crawled and moved a little bit, then shrugged his shoulders and showed her a helpless smile.

"Sorry, you've seen it too, I can't help you now. So, you'd better accept your fate honestly."

Such a sentence caused endless despair in Cersei's heart, and the light in her eyes began to dim rapidly, like a flame that was being extinguished, and gradually turned into a dark void. This also means that her life is completely dying. When James stood up and let go of his hand. Her body was already like frozen dead flesh, and she fell to the floor hard. She's dead, utterly. With the loss of hope, coupled with the devouring of that kind of ghost, her death is just a matter of a blink of an eye.

Her anger alone obviously couldn't satisfy James. I was overjoyed by Cersei, but it only made him recover a little bit, and there was still a considerable distance from a complete recovery. So of course, he began to set his target on Fei Lun.

For James, who only had instincts, Phelan, who was lying on the ground and could not move, was like a buffet on a dinner plate. He didn't have any reason to give up on him, so naturally, he started to walk towards Faerun.

And looking at James who was walking towards him step by step, Phelan just gave an ugly smile. He just turned his hands over, revealing the belongings under him.

"Come on, little one, look at Daddy!"