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Chapter 856 - 513 Awakening (10,000-Word Mega - )_6

Chapter 856: Chapter 513 Awakening (10,000-Word Mega Chapter)_6

"Then our plan must also be put into action, my friend." At that moment, the crystal skull at his waist spoke, "I’m ready on my side. I’ll handle those few points."

The Crying Hero did not respond but instead tossed the skull out the window.

As the crystal skull descended, it began to exude mercury. After that, more and more mercury flowed.

By the time it hit the ground, a human torso and massive wings had already formed.

The Mercury Angel, reborn in the world!

"Farewell, my friend." The Mercury Angel ascended slowly, looking at the Crying Hero by the window and said, "I look forward to seeing you at your peak."

"You will," the Crying Hero waved his hand, then turned and vanished into the stairwell.

"As for you, it’s time you awoke too."

....

Meanwhile, in an office building on the western side of the city.

Old Zhao was warming himself by the fire in the lobby; once the weather in Yanyun turned cold, it felt bone-piercingly damp and chilly. It was freezing him to the core.

Fortunately, the office building had plenty of books and paper; there was no fear of running out of fuel.

For the past two days, they had been launching flares.

Unfortunately, they hadn’t received any rescue.

The blizzard was just too severe—once you got a certain distance away, you couldn’t see anything.

With no rescue in sight, they had held on for two days and nights.

During that time, they were besieged by over a hundred Terror Devils.

Without players’ [Backpacks] and [Emails] for resupply, their ammunition was quickly depleted on the first day.

They then resorted to homemade Molotov cocktails and signal flares to combat the Terror Devils. By sheer accident, they managed to thwart the vines sprouting from the cradle.

But eventually, even the Molotov cocktails ran out.

They were forced to wield army knives or steel pipes to fight the Terror Devils.

Even with Yun Ting’s intervention, they were at one point overwhelmed by the Terror Devils.

At that instant, Old Zhao and the soldiers had already accepted their fate; there was no survival. At least, let Li Changhe escape.

However, the miracle happened then—in the shadow of Li Changhe, numerous blood-red eyes opened.

Emitting inhuman roars, gaping bloodied maws devoured all the approaching Terror Devils.

It was the Tingdaros Hound!

"What the hell!" Even Yun Ting was surprised, having thought this creature had fled the disaster fog.

But it had been hiding in Li Changhe’s shadow all along.

With its help, a vast number of Terror Devils were annihilated. As not even corpses were left behind, the vines couldn’t grow.

However, Yun Ting warned the soldiers to keep their distance from this creature. It had no fondness for humans and they could end up eaten.

The Tingdaros Hound paid no heed to the soldiers watching it, let out a satisfied burp, and returned to Li Changhe’s shadow.

"The Tingdaros Hound, eh? A creature from myth... turns out it likes to hide in people’s shadows?" Old Zhao was shocked and chatted with the soldiers about it.

"Li Ba is just different from others. While people walk Golden Retrievers or Alaskan Malamutes, he walks a Tingdaros Hound!" a soldier replied: "That’ll turn heads for sure!"

"But the Tingdaros Hound isn’t a dog at all."

"You sure talk a lot! Of course, I know that’s not a dog!" Yanyun retorted, tingeing the air with sarcasm.

The warriors bantered back and forth in hushed tones. This was their only downtime.

In a far corner, Yun Ting was all vigilance, guiding Li Changhe’s arm to pick up Big Lead and a short spear. Then, stretching her hair, she stabbed it into a shadow and said, "You’re still lingering in this world? What for? Want to devour him?"

Yun Ting certainly had no affection for the Tingdaros Hound.

The closest Li Changhe had ever come to death was when the Tingdaros Hound had consumed most of his body.

Calling it Dog Brother, Li Changhe was actually in a mutually exploitative relationship with it.

Yun Ting now lacked the power to stop the Tingdaros Hound.

As the shadow flickered, an eye and a large mouth appeared within it.

Then, moving its jaws, the mouth uttered indistinct words.

"I... cannot leave..."

The Tingdaros Hound’s voice was filled with enmity, "That guy has locked me up... He wants to kill me."

"Kill you?" Yun Ting was taken aback, that guy? Oh, she was referring to the Crying Hero.

Indeed, the Crying Hero’s most detested figure must be Li Changhe, since it was Li Changhe’s fear that triggered his tragedy.

But if there was a second most hated entity, if not the Evil God Blood River, it would certainly be the Tingdaros Hound.

How could he not hate it? In the most critical battle of the Great Tang, it had fled the battlefield.

Li Changhe resented it, yes, but he had won that battle after all. So he hadn’t bothered to trouble it further.

But the Crying Hero was different. He probably would have swallowed the Tingdaros Hound whole if it hadn’t fled the battlefield, possibly altering the outcome.

Somehow, the Crying Hero had managed to bind the Tingdaros Hound. So had it simply taken refuge in Li Changhe’s shadow?

Ah, a mythical creature claimed to be immortal, now driven to such a desperate state.

The Crying Hero was indeed formidable.

Or was it that the Crying Hero had done this intentionally?

As Yun Ting mulled over these thoughts, a cheer erupted from outside.

"The snow has stopped!"

Yun Ting was startled and immediately turned toward the doorway. The blizzard outside had indeed ceased. Meanwhile, in the distance beneath the night sky, a six-pointed star lit up.

"Is that... Demon Baal? Has Xiao Nan made her move? Can her body still hold up?" Yun Ting thought to herself, "No, that’s wrong... it’s time for the final assault!"

At that moment, Li Changhe’s tightly shut eyes suddenly wept blood tears.

Yun Ting was shocked and before she could react,

she saw Li Changhe slowly open his eyes.

As he opened his eyes, it seemed as though everything around became darker, even the flames in the hall dimmed considerably.

It was as if a being, before which even light cowered, had descended upon this place.

In Li Changhe’s shadow, the Tingdaros Hound too showed a look of surprise.

It acutely sensed an overwhelming despairing malice emanating from the human before it.

Li Changhe looked around and then sighed faintly, "This... truly is... a nightmare."

[Black Mud Divinity: 6000/3000]