Chapter 168: The meaning of being alive (2/2)

Ayrin was already incapable of moving after firing his punch, but after shouting to himself in his mind like this, again and again, he actually, his face thoroughly twisted, his body covered in blood, abruptly lifted his head!

Lotton’s breathing suddenly stopped.

Ayrin shot an Evil Flaming Eye from his hand and struck Lotton with it.

In ordinary times, Lotton would have entirely disregarded an Evil Flaming Eye launched with the power of Ayrin’s arcane particles. But the present Evil Flaming Eye was incomparably frightening in his eyes.

“Boom!”

Almost all the pale particles covering Lotton seemed to be scattered away by the shock. The explosion sent his body directly flying beside the wall, crashing on the ground.

“Crack…”

Lotton clearly heard the sound of cracked bones coming from his neck.

He couldn’t lift his neck no matter how hard he tried, while he’d lost all feeling from his lower body.

“Ayrin!”

Charlotte saw Lotton crash violently on the ground, unable to get back on his feet.

Her face was completely covered in sweat and tears by now. Throwing caution to the wind, she rushed beside Ayrin.

Ayrin softly topped over just then and fell in her arms.

Ayrin was still looking at her, saying, “I must have won now, right?…” as though he was going to laugh.

Hugging Ayrin, Charlotte could feel Ayrin’s blood soak her clothes. Almost wailing, she yelled, “Kill him!”

The war avatar reached Lotton and landed an unending rain of blows on him.

“Ayrin, don’t die!

“Don’t close your eyes, you have to hold on!

“Ayrin, don’t fall asleep no matter what! If you fall asleep, I’m going to be afraid staying by myself in a place like this!”

She didn’t even know what she was shouting. She merely hugged Ayrin, trembling all over, shouting at the top of her lungs, afraid Ayrin would never wake up again if he ever fell asleep.

“I won’t let you by yourself in a place like this.”

Ayrin struggled to open his eyes. He realized he had some trouble clearly distinguishing Charlotte in front of him. He said, “Charlotte, I won’t die.”

All of a sudden, his head dangled down.

Charlotte froze.

“Ayrin! Don’t! Don’t leave me!”

“Ayrin, come back to life, come back to life! I’ll stop being so shy, I’ll stop hiding from you like I used to!”

“Ayrin, you promised me you wouldn’t die, how can you die just like that?”

Charlotte’s tears feel on Ayrin’s face, drop by drop.

“Eh, I’m not dead though…” She suddenly heard Ayrin’s weak voice then.

“Ah?” Charlotte stared.

“I’m just tired, I feel like I have no strength left, so I want to be a bit more comfortable,” Ayrin said in a weak voice.

“Bastard, be tired if you’re tired, why did you hang your head down like this? Don’t you know how scared that’d make me? Ayrin, you bastard, you bastard!”

Charlotte swore at Ayrin at the top of her lungs. She couldn’t help wanting to smile, yet, with a “Wah,” started to cry.

“You can actually swallow someone else’s arcane particles?”

“That’s the real reason why you… only have one open gate… but can still launch so many skills…”

“What on earth is your bloodline… it’s actually powerful enough… to compare to the Evil Dragon’s bloodline…”

Just then, a weak, lifeless voice suddenly came to their ears.

“Lotton isn’t dead yet?”

Charlotte suddenly looked in his direction. She realized her war avatar had vanished entirely, while Lotton lay in the shadows of the wall, not moving a finger.

“Bastard… Idiot… Why the hell do you fight? Is it so you can live? Then for whose sake are you living, what’s the dream you’re fighting for?” His vision a little blurry by now, Ayrin struggled up from Charlotte’s arms as though he still wanted to stand up and fight.

“You have no friends, no dreams, only live to kill. You live in fear’s shadow and memories. Is there any sense to it? You might as well directly kill yourself.”

Lotton’s lifeless voice mingled with Ayrin’s words: “If you have an enemy, but you simply can’t fight him, if he even controls your entire life in his hands, what can you do?”

“Then find a way to break away from his control! Then fight him! The one who doesn’t even think about fighting him is the true coward, the true idiot,” Ayrin said, struggling to talk. Yet, his stone was very firm and certain.

Lotton didn’t speak any longer.

The cervical vertebrae in his neck were fractured. There wasn’t anything he could do to move.

He was even beginning to wait for death to come, wait for the arcane particles barely remaining inside him to fall still. But just then, the arcane particles started flowing inside him again.

Pale particles appeared anew on his skin. He stood up like a zombie propped up by countless pale-white maggots, started moving.

Charlotte shuddered. She wanted to fight.

However, Lotton didn’t walk in their direction. Instead, he walked toward a tunnel behind he’d previously blocked.

His body embedded itself into that tunnel; the particles covering him corroded the debris in this blocked tunnel. A human shape appeared in the pile of debris, while his figure very quickly vanished from Charlotte’s vision.