ReadNovel Chapter 1546 - 1544: Waiting for Death...
Chapter 1546 - 1544: Waiting for Death...
Howl!
Howl!
Howl!
The Blood Demon Wolf opened its bloody maw, revealing sharp fangs, its fierce and ruthless gaze fixed as it edged closer and closer to Zhu Qilue, Zhu Ruoling, and Lan Yunwei!
The cold wind howled, not a blade of grass survived.
A desolate landscape, absolute silence.
The roar of the Blood Demon Wolf made the already formidable Void tremble violently.
Menacing.
Terrorizing.
Stirring the soul.
Hair-raising!
Zhu Qilue wanted to fight back, but he couldn’t leave the severely injured Zhu Ruoling.
Moreover.
Facing countless Blood Demon Wolves alone was absolutely impossible.
It’s over, completely over!
He felt a wave of desolation in his heart, his eyes hollow and lifeless as he stared ahead, holding Zhu Ruoling tightly.
"Ling’er, I fear we’ll die here today."
Looking around, isolated and without support.
Aside from Blood Demon Wolves, the wasteland had nothing but Blood Demon Wolves, not a single human in sight.
Plus Zhu Ruoling was injured, leaving him feeling deadly despondent with no thought of resistance anymore.
Clang—
The Sword in his hand fell to the ground, lying beside Zhu Ruoling’s Fire Gun.
A gun, a sword, just lying lifelessly on the ground, abandoned by their owners, full of heartache and helplessness, despair and impotence.
Zhu Qilue didn’t spare another glance at the Blood Demon Wolves, what’s the point, it’s ultimately inevitable death, resistance would be futile.
Might as well quietly enjoy the final moments, breathing in the air of the Five Elements Realm once more.
He had imagined a thousand ways of dying, killed by Gong Wenya, murdered by treacherous individuals, backstabbed by underlings... But he never thought he would die at the hands of Blood Demon Wolves.
Embarrassing and disgraceful.
Yet fortunately, he wouldn’t be the only one dying under the wolf’s claws, the Water Clan’s eldest daughter, Lan Yunwei too.
That was a small consolation.
But at the same time, thinking of Zhu Ruoling dying here too, brought a pang to his heart.
Zhu Qilue held Zhu Ruoling tightly, gazing at her paper-white, bloodless face, her eyes tightly shut, eyelashes slightly trembling, lips tightly pressed, her breath barely audible.
He sighed deeply, gently brushed away a strand of hair from her forehead.
"Ling’er, I’m sorry, I couldn’t protect you. I brought you to this nowhere place, encountered Blood Demon Wolves, and now we might become their food... it’s my fault, don’t blame me, I was helpless, didn’t expect such a situation. Sorry, Ling’er..."
Zhu Qilue’s voice was low and hoarse, listless, filled with despair and helplessness.
The cold wind blew past, carrying the heavy scent of blood and terrifying roars.
The Blood Demon Wolves seemed to toy with them, unhurried, slow, tightening the encirclement step by step. They seemed to know these three were already within their clutch, no urgency, allowing fear to linger in the air longer, making the three feel suffocated and terrified.
They seemed to enjoy seeing the despair, panic, and chaos on Zhu Qilue and the others’ faces, the wolf howls grew in frequency, each one rampant and arrogant.
As if they were saying.
"Cry, go ahead!
Scream, go on!
Yell, by all means!
Hahaha, it’s useless, no one will come to rescue you, you can only become our feast.
The louder you cry, the louder you shout, the more heart-wrenchingly you scream, the happier we become, the more excited, the more joyful!
Hahaha!
Hahaha!
Howl!
Howl!
The Blood Demon Wolves’ cries indeed grew increasingly agitated, thundering as though exploding by Zhu Qilue and the others’ ears.
Suddenly!
Lan Yunwei’s body trembled fiercely, snapping back to reality.
With a focused look, she saw the Blood Demon Wolves already approaching within five steps, a mere leap and they would pounce from all sides, no escape!
"Ah—"
Driven by fear, she shouted.
Zhu Qilue slowly raised his head, glanced at Lan Yunwei, the light in his eyes completely extinguished.
"Why shout?" he asked weakly, as if oblivious to the closing Blood Demon Wolves.
Once a person gives up on their life, nothing can incite their emotions.
Whether panic or interest, whether excitement or fear.
Zhu Qilue seemed indifferent, as if nothing had occurred, or even if it did, he was uninterested, simply didn’t care.
"Zhu...Zhu Qilue..." Lan Yunwei trembled, her whole body shivering repeatedly, her icy stiff hand clutching Zhu Qilue’s arm tightly, filled with panic in her voice.
Clearly, she wasn’t ready to die.
But she definitely couldn’t break free from the pack alone, so she sought Zhu Qilue’s aid. Yet Zhu Qilue had long resigned to fate, not caring whether he lived or died, thus his tone remained icy and chilling.
"Let go of me, being scared is futile." Zhu Qilue lowered his head, glanced at Lan Yunwei’s hand, tugged his arm, releasing Lan Yunwei’s grip.
Lan Yunwei was stunned, her eyes almost bulging out. She thought she misheard, swallowing hard with a gulp.
"Zhu Qilue, what are you saying? What do you mean useless, don’t you want to escape? Don’t you want to survive?"
Silence.
A deathly silence.
Zhu Qilue’s eyes were devoid of anything, dim and lifeless.
After a long while, he slowly uttered a word.
"I want."
Lan Yunwei rejoiced inwardly, ready to speak. But before she could open her mouth, Zhu Qilue continued.
"I want, of course, I want, I want to live on with Ling’er. But is it possible? Look up yourself, look around us. We are already surrounded by Blood Demon Wolves, countless wolves enclosing around us airtight, eyeing to devour us. How can we escape, survive? Can I alone handle so many Blood Demon Wolves? It’s useless, Miss Lan, might as well find peace within and quietly await death."
"Await...await death?" Lan Yunwei’s face turned incredibly grim, stunned for a second, she suddenly grasped Zhu Qilue. "What are you saying! What do you mean await death! You haven’t even tried, how can you give up escaping! Can’t you see the gaps in their formation?! Don’t you wanna try?! Are you willing to sit and await death here?"
Her emotions were intense, fiercely shaking Zhu Qilue, trying to persuade him.
But.
Zhu Qilue lifted a hand, pushing Lan Yunwei down to the ground.
Expressionless, mind calm as still water.
"Don’t want to."
Without even glancing at Lan Yunwei, he responded with two words.
Resolute.
Helpless.
Despair.
Powerlessness.
Indifference.
Lan Yunwei was completely dumbfounded, fear fully spreading in her heart.
If even Zhu Qilue gave up on living, then what’s the point of her struggle? Might as well, like Zhu Qilue, sit obediently awaiting death, pursuing inner tranquility before passing.
But.
But!
She was unwilling! Unwilling to die here!
Unwilling after just meeting a man who moved her heart, yet they hadn’t even exchanged more than a couple words, facing parting through death!
Unwilling to not have even one brave moment, to lose her life, never having the chance to reveal her inner feelings!
Lin Fan... Lin Fan...
She murmured inwardly, tears cascading like broken pearls, drenching her clothes, dripping onto the ground.
"Lin Fan... Where are you... can you come save us..."
She didn’t even realize, she spoke her inner thoughts aloud, as if a sincere prayer, a plea to the heavens.
"It’s useless; Lin Fan’s fate remains unknown, how could he come save us..."
Zhu Qilue sneered, his tone mocking yet helpless.
But.
Before he could finish, he noticed chaos erupting among the nearby wolf pack.