When Han found out that his spiritual power was only six points, he realized that the world did not revolve around him. He was just an ordinary person.
But even so, Han felt that he was a "lucky" ordinary person.
In the past 30 years, he had never experienced any major setbacks. Although he was not rich, he had never been poor either. He did not experience any major illnesses, and his parents were healthy. Although he was still single, it was because he enjoyed the freedom of being single.
Han felt lucky not only because his life had been smooth, but also because he hadn't been in Midnight Sovereign when the city had been turned into a ghost town. Wasn't that a sign of good fortune?
Han thought that his luck would continue, and he would live a peaceful life.
But he did not expect the tables to turn so quickly.
When Eva leaned his head on Han's shoulder and gave him a bloodthirsty and eerie smile, Han knew that everything was over.
Just as Ham's vision was about to be covered by darkness, he saw a man in a black gentleman's suit walk towards him and use a cane to push Eva away from his neck.
Without a doubt, this was a wizard!
Han's eyes flashed with hope. He struggled to reach out his hand and said with all his might, "Help …"
But before he could say "I", he was eroded by the dark vortex and entered a state of chaos.
For the next long period of time, Han only felt that he was constantly moving through a long and narrow tunnel. He didn't know why he was moving forward and how long he was going to walk. He did not know where he would end up or where he would end up.
His mind felt like it was being pressed down by a mountain, and it was difficult for him to think logically. The only thing he could do was to keep walking and walking until the end of time.
Just as Han thought that he would walk down this path endlessly and eventually become one with the darkness, he suddenly saw a ray of light.
He felt that the "mountain" pressing down on his mind had lightened.
Then, he vaguely saw some figures in front of him. He didn't know who these people were, but he desperately wanted them to pull him out of this dark tunnel.
He tried his best to scream and call for help, but he couldn't. He couldn't speak.
However, hope was not completely extinguished. The mountain on his mind was still decreasing in weight. Perhaps, as long as it was a little lighter, he would be able to send out a message.
Ham began to wait, waiting for that moment to come.
As time slowly passed, the blurry figure in front of Han's eyes became clearer and clearer. He could already faintly make out some of the silhouettes … it was him! It was the Magus he saw before he fainted!
Was he trying to save me?
Yes, Ham felt it. He was trying to save him.
After confirming the news, Han's desire to survive rose infinitely. Han even felt that he could faintly fight against the "mountain".
Just a little bit more! As long as he could surpass the past, he would no longer have to suffer. He would once again become … the lucky Ham.
Ham kept cheering himself up. Perhaps his pep talk really worked. When it reached a certain point, Han's eyes suddenly lit up. His blurry vision started to clear up, and he saw the person who had saved him.
He was so excited that he wanted to say something, but at that moment, his head suddenly began to hurt, as if someone was stuffing cold bricks into his skull.
That kind of pain was unprecedented.
However, Han did not feel sad. Instead, he felt happy. He could feel the pain, which meant he was starting to regain consciousness. Did this mean he had a chance to recover?
When the pain in his head reached its limit, Han used all his strength to speak to the person in front of him, "Help … me …"
…
When Han woke up again, it was completely dark outside the window. It seemed that the light absorbed by the glowing plants during the day had all been used up in the underground world.
However, the room was still bright.
"Do you remember who you are?" A deep and hoarse voice came to his ears.
Han looked up and saw a familiar figure. It was a middle-aged man wearing a black gentleman's suit.
"You are …" Han felt that the person in front of him was very familiar. He subconsciously tried to recall who he was, but when he tried to think, he felt a sharp pain in his head.
"You don't need to know who I am. Do you know who you are?"
"I'm Han," Han answered without thinking.
The man nodded and left the room without saying anything else. Han wanted to stop him, but he did not know what to do. He could only watch as the man left.
Outside the door was the main hall of this floor.
Greya, who was sitting on the sofa, looked up at Sunders. "How is he?"
"He regained consciousness. But there are some side effects. His brain will go into self-protection mode when thinking about complicated questions." Sunders sat down in front of Greya.
"How long will that last?"
"I don't know. Maybe it's temporary, or maybe it's permanent."
Greya sighed. "I was going to ask him if he was still conscious when he was infected. Looks like there's no other way now. "
Tree Spirit, who was sitting leisurely on his reclining chair, smiled. "Anyway, at least he's awake. That's good news.
"More importantly, the lifeline is still alive. After being stuck for so long, we finally see the light at the end of the tunnel. "
Tree Spirit looked at Sunders. It was Sunders who opened up a new path for them. After Han sent a distress signal to Sunders, Sunders kept releasing nightmare aura. When the process reached a certain stage, Sunders somehow removed the lifeline from Han's body.
If this method could be used widely, the lifeline would no longer be a threat.
Tree Spirit was about to ask Sunders for more details when Sunders looked away. "What did you find, Angor?"
When Sunders went to check on Han, he took out a live thread from Han's body and gave it to Angor.
Sunders asked when he saw Angor's glowing eyes. Angor must have noticed something.
"This lifeline is filled with nightmare aura," Angor explained. "It's different from the one Mister Tree Spirit showed us."
The reason was obvious. This lifeline absorbed the nightmare aura released by Sunders' nightmare stone.
"What's the point of giving this thread Nightmare Realm aura?" Greya asked.
"Very, very." It was Sunders who spoke. He did not speak to Greya alone. Instead, he looked at the others. "Why can you remove the lifeline from Han's body? That's why. "
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