Lynn’s throat suddenly tightened, all the harsh words stuck inside and he couldn’t speak a single word.
He didn’t want to think about how this greatly weakened person had managed to rescue him from the Demon Knight.
The most difficult to bear is a beauty’s grace.
Lynn closed his eyes briefly, swallowing the sigh back into his heart.
But Hillena seemed unaware of his anomaly. After resting for a moment, she turned sideways, listening to the roaring sounds of the Demon Clan outside the cave, and frowned: "We must leave here."
Lynn didn’t ask much.
Thinking about it, in the days when he was unconscious, Hillena must have had many encounters with the Demon Clan while carrying him. It’s not hard to imagine what she went through along the way.
But he only lowered his head to look at his scarred body — especially at the pierced wound on his right shoulder, with flesh turning over and black blood still oozing out.
The healing medicine carried by both had long been exhausted, so they were both dragging their damaged bodies.
"I’m afraid I can’t walk anymore."
Lynn spread his hands helplessly.
Hillena stood up, looking at him with a gaze that seemed to say he’s an idiot: "How do you think you got here?"
Before Lynn could react, Hillena bent down and hoisted him onto her back.
This way, lying on Hillena’s soft back, her hair was close, gently brushing against Lynn’s cheek with each step she took, carrying a crisp cedar scent.
Hillena’s slender neck was gracefully lined with a pearl-like sheen, and Lynn, holding on gently, fell silent.
"You had clearly regained some of your strength earlier..." A moment later, Lynn suddenly spoke, breaking the silence, "Why would you pretend to be so weak that you couldn’t walk, making me carry you..."
"Bang!"
The next moment, Lynn fell heavily on the ground, gritting his teeth in pain.
"Are you crazy?"
Lynn glared angrily, looking at the high-above Hillena.
"Sorry, my hand slipped accidentally."
Hillena said calmly, making Lynn’s teeth itch, yet currently, he was just the fish on her cutting board, forced to accept reality.
Moreover, he remembered the things he did to Hillena when she lost her ability to move.
He felt even more resigned.
"At worst, let you touch it back."
Of course, Lynn only dared to say this in his heart.
Afterward, the two embarked again on the journey of unknown escape.
In the following days, Hillena carried Lynn across the wasteland, occasionally encountering the Demon Clan, which she solved with exquisite swordsmanship. Although dangerous, they were safe without any mishaps.
Days passed like this, a month quickly went by.
But the wound on Lynn’s shoulder never healed, one reason was that the spear of the Demon Knight contained Abyssal Demon Energy, continually corroding his wound.
Of course, the main reason was that the Moonlight Original Liquid was depleted.
Otherwise, even with such a terrible injury, a small bottle of Moonlight Original Liquid would be enough to resolve it.
At the same time, Lynn was well aware, if not for Hillena using the last remaining healing medicine on him, his shoulder injury might have continued to worsen.
The two rarely talked along the way, but Hillena kept silently praying, hoping to find the tribe Lynn mentioned, where intelligent creatures gathered.
In this cursed land, solitude is the most deadly poison.
Without the alternation of day and night, if not intentionally memorized, even the passage of time bees hard to detect.
In such a state, humans might not hold on for long before losing their sanity, turning into madmen, or being influenced by the eerie red mist, being killing machines no different from the Demon Clan.
So, Lynn and Hillena both secretly felt grateful that, in these truly terrible days, there was still someone acpanying them.
In such circumstances, the suspension bridge effect undoubtedly manifests vividly between the two of them.
Yet, if Hillena didn’t speak of it, Lynn would naturally remain unaware of her inner thoughts.
His most worrying point was, during his disappearance, whether the outside world experienced some unforeseen major events.
For example, the condition of Ivyst, who was in a a, whether it had deteriorated.
But now Lynn, trapped in the Otherworld, could only pray for Ivyst, besides this, he truly couldn’t do anything else.
In the situation where both had their thoughts in mind, this long and grueling journey finally ushered in a turning point on this day.
When Hillena suddenly stopped her steps, Lynn felt her body quivered uncontrollably.
"What’s wrong?"
Lynn lifted his head, followed her gaze, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
At the end of the horizon, an enormous tree pierced the bloody sky.
Its branches were like giant columns supporting the sky curtain, beneath its lush canopy, the outline of a magnificent city faintly visible.
Most astonishingly—the leaves of that giant tree emitted a pure silver-white light, like a bright moon in this dark world.
Hillena turned her head and exchanged glances with Lynn on her back.
"Finally found it..."
Hillena was undoubtedly more excited than Lynn; who knew the hardships they endured in the past month, after endless fleeing, unexpectedly, the city tribe, where intelligent life existed that Lynn spoke of, appeared before them.
This was akin to traversing a desert for days, just when about to be scorched dry by the sun, a sudden oasis appeared ahead.
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