Chapter 358: 145. Protagonist vs. Protagonist (Two in One, Alliance Leader Bonus)_4
Humans and the Whale-man Species touched each other’s lives deeply for the first ti, and those golden days were Mu Xi’s happiest, most beautiful tis.
But ti flies, and everything changes.
Blake also gradually turned from a handso youth into an old man who couldn’t even walk. Although Mu Xi’s appearance didn’t change, in her eyes, he was still the sa towering, handso Captain.
He took care of Mu Xi ticulously, making her as happy as in the past…
In an attempt to help prolong Blake’s life, Mu Xi founded the Healing Room, hoping other human scholars would find a way to heal humans, but obviously, all efforts were in vain.
No matter how much Healing Magic was used, no matter how many dicines were tried, they were useless. The over-a-hundred-year-old Blake had reached the end of his life, the ultimate limit for a human.
Yet on this oppressive, inevitable path to the end, the despairing Blake seed to suddenly go mad. He beca so desperate that he wanted to use his own life to extend his life, so deranged that he wanted to use other lives to conduct vile experints…
Mu Xi couldn’t help but question herself,
Was this really the true nature of the man she had adored for so many years?
Could ti really so easily shatter the strongest will of a human?
Even if he was Captain Blake, once so dazzling…
Fisher’s perspective quickly rewound, everything Mu Xi saw seed to shrink to one second in span, but when he ca to his senses, Blake had already thrown him and Moli away. The blue water shield had ford once again.
Water flung in mid-air, and in Fisher’s view, everything seed to slow down for that instant. Blood gushed from his lower abdon, blooming with the surrounding water to form splashes like flowers.
His eyes flickered, but it seed as though through those droplets he saw countless complex faces. Bizarre visions where countless faces mingled with life sent a chill racing into Fisher’s mind.
That was, the gaze of the God of Hundred Forms!
At that mont, Fisher finally understood why Ramasitia had sent him the Fluid Sword through Lingna, he could actually see Mu Xi’s past experiences through the Fluid Sword…
The next second, he suddenly turned his body, landing on the ground.
“Ha… Ha…”
Blood flowed continuously from Blake’s neck, obviously wounded by the Fluid Sword just now, Mu Xi’s blood trickling down the sword.
And Fisher’s arm and abdon were also injured, but he still clutched the Fluid Sword in his hand.
“Fisher, I’ll help you…”
Moli, seeing Fisher’s extrely pale complexion, hurried over to help him heal, but there wasn’t much Life Energy left in her, too. If she was to heal, it could only be at the expense of her own Life Energy, so Fisher shook his head and refused.
“Moli, help hold the sword…”
Moli looked at Fisher’s twisted right hand, hesitated for a second, then reached out and grabbed the handle of the Fluid Sword, while Fisher, enduring the pain, clutched Moli’s hand.
“Blake, you’re too old, so you’ve forgotten many things…”
Fisher and Moli held the Fluid Sword together, he gasped for air, Mu Xi’s mories flowing in his mind, while also looking at Blake, who was clutching his own body.
“You dedicated your life to Mu Xi, so you feel entitled to expect sothing from her at the end of your life… but don’t forget, the promise to cherish each other for life, made in the church, was taken by both of you!”
“You only rember how she looked at you, misunderstand how she scorned and despised how short your life was, but you don’t rember how she looked at you when she ca to consciousness on the surgical table…”
“She didn’t resist, she just watched as you cut into her body with the blade to take her flesh and blood, allowing you to extend your own life with this twisted thod! You reneged on your vow at the mont of death, yet she kept her marriage promise until the final mont, loving you until the last!”
Blake’s pupils contracted slightly—had he really not seen the look in Mu Xi’s eyes as she lay on the surgical table watching him? Then why did he cover up the ugly, twisted features of his body with a cloak?
He had always known, always rembered, but everyone likes to flee reality, and what right did he have to bla Moli in this respect?
“Shut up!”
Behind him, the Thunder Light flared to its peak, as if Fisher’s simple words had enraged him. Ignoring the wounds on his body, he charged fiercely towards Fisher and Moli.
And yet, Fisher glanced at Moli and then took a deep breath, the air entering his body as if shaped, reawakening the potential within him,
“You’re right, Blake, I, Fisher Benavides, am indeed no match for the young you, but if the young you saw the grotesque and terrifying figure you’ve beco now, he would also disdainfully kill you!”
“Shut up, Benavides!”
Now was the mont!
Fisher and Moli, clutching the Fluid Sword tightly, seized the opportunity and swung the blade at his neck as Blake approached.
That action was clearly not fast, but in the peripheral view of Blake and within the reflective sheen of the rcury-like Fluid Sword, he vaguely saw a young gentleman with a captain’s hat looking at himself with a face full of rage.
The way he looked at himself was always filled with loathing and resentnt as if he despised the ugly creature he had beco.
At this mont, Fisher and Moli seed to beco themselves and Mu Xi from decades ago, their silhouettes completely overlapping, their movents just as they had envisioned.
Watching the figures before him overlap with mories of the past, Blake montarily lost his focus. His movent also paused slightly, missing the best chance to counterattack.
Not good!
By the ti Blake regained his senses, the young “Blake and Mu Xi” had already pressed the blade firmly against his neck, and in the intense collision that felt tallic, his neck suddenly felt cold.
“Buzz!”
The sharp blade represented the most resilient will of Fisher and Moli at that mont, easily crushing the will of the current Blake and Mu Xi.
The Fluid Sword followed the length of Blake’s giant sword upwards, mixed with the loud sound of friction sparks, and went straight into the waterfall-like barrier.
“Crack!”
Moli and Fisher applied force simultaneously, and the barrier could no longer hold and shattered. The Fluid Sword swiftly pierced Blake’s neck without a hint of blood, sending his head flying backward.
“I…”
Blake’s eyes showed astonishnt. As his head spun in mid-air, it was not until his body, still standing with a giant whale’s tail, ca into view that he seed to gain clarity after relief, as if awakening from a stupor.
Endless darkness and silence surged up before his eyes, but there was no fear, just as in his youth, facing the vast ocean.
He was just puzzled; despite maintaining his love for Mu Xi to this day, why had he descended into madness?
“Mu Xi…”
After this faint, remorseful murmuring, his head fell unimpeded into the water, like the sound of a broken chain echoing faintly into his consciousness on the verge of death.
The first pioneer, thus perished.
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