420: 277.
Ending and Dawn 420: 277.
Ending and Dawn The coarse hemp rope rubbed against his skin, engulfing Lu Li’s consciousness with a suffocating sensation akin to drowning.
Tap tap—
Knuckles lightly tapped the tabletop beside him.
Upon receiving the signal, Anna appeared mid-air, her twisted Soul Projection flowing and extending behind her like a reflection on the water.
Anna’s eyes were blood-red and terrifying, surrounded by an invisible yet palpably evil force that protected Lu Li, layer upon layer.
The coarse hemp rope around Lu Li’s neck tightened swiftly.
Crack—
As if a nonexistent breaking sound had erged, this ti, Anna caught a glimpse of the minuscule part of the force attacking Lu Li.
Irresistible and implacable.
It was like a fleeting glimpse into the abyss under the deep sea by soone on a lone boat on the ocean surface.
An evil spirit, the final form of all ghosts.
With dimming eyes, Anna struggled to muster the thought of confronting it.
While Lu Li remained calm, his face uncontrollably reddened from the lack of blood due to suffocation, his veins bulging.
“Cough…”
A harsh coughing sound emanated from the table where Lu Li was.
Anna’s red eyes flickered again.
The pain in Lu Li’s voice turned into negative emotions, assaulting her consciousness.
Anna’s paused breath began to stir and turned towards malicious intent—
Smack.
Suddenly, her arm was seized by Lu Li.
Anna quickly looked down, only to see the redness and veins on Lu Li’s face beginning to fade—he had regained his breath.
“Was it you?” Sara asked, loosening her grip on the hemp rope in shock.
Had she stopped?
The Baron had no clue what had happened.
“Why do I not feel fear from you?” Sara looked at Lu Li with a strange gaze.
Lu Li coughed lightly a few more tis to stabilize his breathing, then responded, “Fear wouldn’t let you spare .”
“I have a request,” he said.
Although he did not understand why Sara had ceased her actions, Lu Li, who always prepared for the worst, said, “If you revive Adam later, revive us too.”
“No, I won’t do that anymore…” Sara gently shook her head, releasing the hemp rope, which draped loosely around Lu Li’s neck like a bow tie.
She could hurt the innocent for Adam, but she could not kill soone who had saved her…
Had he saved her?
The Baron could not comprehend.
Lu Li seed thoughtful.
He rembered how his cough from a cold at the dinner party had scared off Francis, saving Sara.
The thing that let them survive was just a minor episode.
“You must also spare Irene,” Lu Li said.
“Do you truly love her?”
“Yes.”
Lu Li attempted to sit up, and Sara even helped him.
“You and Irene… you are free,” Sara said, her voice full of exhaustion.
She was tired.
The Baron could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Anna also managed to suppress her rampant aura under Lu Li’s gaze.
What was troubleso was that Anna, due to the brief increase in her power, was struggling to control her own strength.
The crimson lingering in her eyes deepened, and a continual cold chill emanated from her body.
[Sara, looking at the moved expression of Irene, couldn’t help but think back to the past, and now… her gaze sweeping over the injuries of Lu Li and Irene, the resurrected “Vinson,” and the two corpses in the corner.]
[She could never go back…]
Sara seed to have given up, but to guard against any further mishaps, the Baron and she cented their relationship as he inquired about what exactly had happened to her recently.
Many things were already known to them, but “Servant Lu Li” and “Maid Irene” didn’t know them, so it was necessary to hear it again to avoid plot holes, and to understand the truth at the sa ti.
Control “Vinson” to return between the corpses of Adam and David.
Sara, indifferent, wiped the table with her sleeve, sat on it, and began to narrate.
The story was long, so long that its obscure ancient sounds ushered in a new chapter.
It was also the last chapter.
[Chapter Ten: Eternal Lovers]
Betrayed by those closest to her, forced to marry a nobleman she did not know, almost violated by her fiancé at the engagent dinner, and upon returning ho, seeing her lover Adam dead in the flower bed below the balcony.
The despair brought her hope from Andrew, her obsessive heart for resurrecting Adam, the madness of knowing the true demonic nature of Andrew, and finally, her change of heart.
As Sara reminisced and narrated, she didn’t beco emotional despite the corresponding experiences, calm as if telling soone else’s story.
It was like the calm after a storm.
[“A hand was pushing all my actions, all my reactions were anticipated by that hand, but it wouldn’t have thought that I would choose to stop at this mont… I couldn’t have thought of it either.” Toward the end, Sara brushed her hair from her forehead, her smile turning bitter.]
Lu Li and Anna already knew who that black hand was.
Her “Uncle Andrew,” or rather the devil.
According to “its” arrangent, Sara would ultimately kill Lu Li and Anna, and then, unable to resurrect Adam, continue to produce corpses—until her sins drove her down to hell.
By the ti Sara finished her story, it was almost five in the morning.
If there were no clouds outside, perhaps the sunrise could soon be seen.
“What do you want to do next?” asked Lu Li.
[“After dawn, I’ll tell my father everything and let the police take away,” Sara arranged her ending.]
[Just as her words fell, an old piece of parchnt appeared in the void, floating in front of Sara.]
[“This is…” Sara picked up the parchnt, looking at its contents.]
[To her startling discovery, it was a contract selling her soul.
By signing it, Sara’s soul would belong to the devil, and the devil would grant her the true way of resurrection.]
“This could be a trap by the devil!” the instinctively emotional Baron exclaid.
[“It can’t get any worse.” Without hesitation, Sara bit her fingertip, and wrote her na on the contract.]
[The floating contract burned with a black fire, and disappeared with the rising flas.]
Sara picked up Adam’s body from the corner, allowing it to lean against her.
[“Irene.” Sara looked up and called out to Irene.]
Lu Li, carrying the Baron, walked toward Sara.
[“Tell my mother that I’ve always loved her.
And… I’m sorry,” Sara said tenderly as she touched Irene’s hair, then withdrew her hand and closed her eyes, chanting a spell.]
[The earth began to shake, branches erged from the two leaning figures like serpentine roots embedding into the ground.]
[Their punctured garnts fell away in pieces, their body’s figures replaced by two tree trunks.
The lush tree crowns touched the basent ceiling, shaking it vigorously as branches energetically erged from the ground, growing longer and taller—]
Lu Li, holding Irene, stepped back to avoid the spreading roots and falling rocks.
The ceiling of the basent was torn open, and the fragnted clouds stretched out, tinted by the sunrise.
[Golden light spilled from the sky and gilded the tree crowns.]
[The two large trees tightly intertwined, and if one stared long enough at the trunks, it seed possible to glimpse Irene and Adam embracing each other.]
[Now, they were together forever.]
[“Nightmare”·Volu Three·Sara’s Book of Death concludes.]
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