Chapter 2862 Awakening

I panicked, really, really panicked.

In this silent, lightless and shadowless world, I am like a particle floating in the universe. I seem to be moving and still, and I seem to have a body and exist in the form of a soul. .

I have been in this completely dark and silent world for an unknown amount of time. I have no dreams, no hopes, no goals, and no direction.

Everything goes as it comes, but nothing happens.

It's like a float that keeps flying towards the sky. Even if it spends its whole life, it can't see the end.

At first, in this seemingly static world, I thought about struggling, but found that except for a ball of thoughts that I couldn't control at all, my body had completely failed.

As I completely lost contact with my body, my consciousness seemed to be drifting away.

This is not good.

The broken body will only cause physical trauma and physical pain to me, but once the consciousness dissipates, it probably means that I will truly die. Anyway, that's what I think.

The only thing I can do to not let my consciousness disappear is to constantly remind myself that I am in an illusion, in a world that seems real and chaotic, but is actually false.

Constant reminders, constant admonitions, just to prevent the spirit from being depressed and the consciousness from dissipating, however.

I have stayed in a world that knows no time or years for too long. I have long forgotten why I kept reminding myself and admonishing myself in the first place. I am just like a piece of duckweed, floating in this meaningless world.

I don’t know how long it’s been like this, but I’ve become accustomed to this aimless feeling.

However, just when I was addicted to this feeling, and even when I was about to integrate into this world, a point of light gradually appeared in front of my eyes.

At first, it was as tiny as a gnat, and I even thought it was just an illusion. But as time went by, that bit of light continued to grow bigger, closer, and became real.

Soon, I saw clearly that it was not a shadow, but a person, a person emitting golden light!

Through the golden light, I could clearly see the man's appearance, his delicate face, short silver hair, eyes shining with white light, strong nose bridge, and thin and firm lips.

Looking at his face, I felt an inexplicable familiar feeling in my heart. Did I know him before? Or have we only met once?

But I shouldn’t know him, right? Why can't I remember anything? who I am? Where am I? What am I doing?

The four consecutive questions confused me. I couldn't help but look away and stared blankly ahead.

"Don't you even know who you are?"

A pleasant voice suddenly sounded around me.

This was the first sound in the long silent world. Like the cry of dawn, it instantly set off huge waves in my heart. At the same time, my consciousness, which had been imprisoned for a long time, also surged like the spring breeze after this sound. Like a passing willow, it instantly rejuvenates, sprouts, and takes on new life!

"I, I am. I am An Xiaoyi."

Opening my eyes, I gradually regained my energy.

"I'm here to take revenge from the Poseidon Clan, P. P. P. P. Seidon? Yes! Poseidon wants to take away my fiancée, and I'm here to avenge him!"

Suddenly, a thunder exploded in my mind, and at the same time, my five senses were gradually recovering.

"Do you remember it?"

That 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 warily.

"Have you forgotten me?"

The silver-haired man looked at me with a smile on his face. The smile was so warm, like the spring breeze in May. However, for some reason, this smile always made me very uncomfortable.

"No wonder."

He looked at me with a smile, slowly raised his arm, and pointed at me in the distance.

A golden halo shot towards me, very slowly, but with an aura that could not be avoided.

The next second, the halo hit my left chest. It was not painful, but suddenly gave me a feeling I had never felt before.

This feeling is very similar to the feeling when I just condensed the murderous intention, that kind of refreshing feeling, like drinking nectar, as if all the pores in my body were relaxed.

"That's all I can help you with."

The pleasant voice sounded again, and as the words ended, the figure of the white-haired man gradually became blurry.

"Finally I can return a favor to you, and"

The sound stopped suddenly, and the shadow disappeared without a trace.

At this time, although I watched the shadow disappear, I didn't take any action, because now, I feel so good.

I have never felt so happy and wet as I have never felt before. Every cell that makes up the body seems to contain infinite power. It seems that with just a breath, you can create a hurricane, and by gently pressing your fingers, you can tear the earth apart. 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 dim world was gone. What appeared in front of me was the real world - the land of the Poseidon clan.

Poseidon was still fighting with Sirocco, Spitz was still fighting with the sinister-eyed young man, but the white-skinned man looked at me with a frightened look, as if I was simply a predator that chooses people to eat. monster.

"It hurts me to look at me like this, my friend."

I looked at him with a smile and said calmly.

"How, how is it possible!" He was so frightened that he couldn't help himself: "You actually got rid of the most climactic attack at the end of my death! Why? Why is this happening? You are just a mortal, not even awakened, why? This is Why!"

"Maybe it's because I often wander between life and death," I said calmly, "just like people who often eat fish are familiar with the taste of fish, and people who often eat shrimp know the delicacy of shrimp."

"No, this is not the answer I want!" The white-skinned man was almost crazy. He pulled out his flute, used it as a sword, and stabbed me straight.

However, just after rushing out a few meters, Spitz pinched his neck with one hand, and his success fell short.

But at this moment, he seemed to have ignored life and death, and just wanted to rush to me, give me a flute, stab me to the core, so as to relieve the fear in my heart, so he ignored the Spitz on his neck. He squeezed it hard, but kept struggling.

On the contrary, Spitz had no intention of killing him. He lifted his neck like a chicken and watched him struggle.

After a few minutes, he was out of breath and had no choice but to give up struggling, like a rooster waiting to die.

Spitz still didn't kill him, but knocked him unconscious with a casual blow.

Then he threw it aside and continued fighting with the sinister man.