LRAB Chapter 510 Tao Yao is Sick
Chapter 510 Tao Yao is Sick
Manju Academy, Hiiro's dormitory room.
The night was dark.
Wearing only a thin nightgown, Fei Ying suddenly opened her eyes.
She sat up in bed, her forehead covered in a fine layer of cold sweat, breathing heavily, her chest heaving violently.
She looked around blankly. The familiar room furnishings and the cold moonlight streaming in through the window all seemed so unreal.
Just now……
Is it a dream?
The boundless starry sky and water, the woman who claimed to be an eternal fairy, and that unreasonable, one-sided beating "teaching" session...
Everything felt terrifyingly real; the phantom pain emanating from every part of my body seemed to linger in my nerve endings.
until.
She spread out her right hand.
A translucent petal, shimmering with a starlight-like glow, lay quietly in her palm.
Not a dream.
All of this is true.
He was actually pulled into the Eternal Fairy's spiritual realm, and then used as a punching bag, getting a thorough beating.
"asshole!"
Hiyori cursed under her breath, her teeth itching with anger.
What do you mean by teaching me combat tactics?
Is this how you teach?
That's pure one-sided abuse!
And that arrogant attitude, that phrase "Don't disappoint me," it's absolutely infuriating!
So what if you live a little longer?
What's so great!
When I become more powerful.
I will absolutely, positively find a way to get back at you!
Sakura made a fierce vow in her heart, clutching the petal tightly as if she wanted to crush it.
She glanced at the digital clock on the bedside table.
Less than ten minutes had passed.
The seemingly endless torment in the spiritual realm is but a fleeting moment in reality.
She lay back down, trying to fall asleep again.
However, his mind was a mess, filled with images of Yongheng's hateful face and his own pathetic state of being beaten without any chance to fight back.
Can't sleep at all.
irritable.
Extremely irritable.
Hiyori suddenly jumped off the bed.
No more sleep!
She's going to the training room.
She was going to try and see what changes had occurred in her after being "guided" by that bastard woman for so long!
She changed into a light training outfit, quietly opened the door, and walked into the silent corridor in the dead of night.
However, she stopped after taking only a few steps.
On her lower abdomen, the pitch-black final mark began to throb with a familiar, needle-like pain, as her emotions fluctuated.
A sluggish, heavy feeling spread from my limbs and bones.
She tried to activate the Flame Flower within her body.
The flame that used to ignite with a mere thought has now become incredibly difficult to kindle, as if separated by a thick layer of swamp. Each attempt to ignite it requires immense mental effort and is accompanied by excruciating pain from the branded area.
The flow of power was far less smooth and free than it had been in the Eternal Spirit Realm.
Damn!
It's that limitation of the end times again!
Hiyori gritted her teeth in resentment.
But she was not discouraged, nor did she give up.
This little bit of pain is nothing compared to the eternal "teaching".
She endured the pain and walked steadily towards the training room.
The training room was empty, but the lights were bright.
Hiyori stood in the center of the arena, closed her eyes, and tried hard to recall the feeling of being attacked in the spirit realm.
Every attack, in its eternal cycle, is measured by angle, force, and timing...
She began to try to imitate, to try to transform those passively received experiences into her own.
She punched and kicked repeatedly.
The movements went from being awkward and stiff at the beginning to gradually becoming smooth.
Under her deliberate suppression and guidance, the pitch-black power of the end was no longer a violent destruction, but transformed into wisps and strands of black flames that coiled around her fists and feet.
Although every time I exert force, it brings me severe pain and burden to my body.
But Hiiro didn't stop.
Her face was filled with an unyielding stubbornness.
……
at the same time.
The Apostolic Order, its underground headquarters.
Inside the cold, metallic training ground, afterimages and flashing blades intertwined.
More than a dozen special robots designed for combat training were cut into countless sparking parts and scattered all over the ground in just a few seconds.
Hilo slowly sheathed her sword, the two slender short blades spinning half a circle in her hand before silently returning to the scabbard at her waist.
Her breathing was perfectly even, as if what she had just done was merely a trivial warm-up.
Inside the observation room at a high altitude.
Tulip looked at the series of data that had just been refreshed on the main screen, a look of amazement and emotion on her face.
"Neural reaction speed, 0.008 seconds. Instantaneous burst power, peaking at thirty-one times the standard human limit. 'Clean' mode completion time, 5 seconds. Hilo, you have broken your own record once again."
The admiration for tulips comes from the heart.
"Even without using any fairy authority, you are now enough to stand at the pinnacle of the entire transcendental world with just this body and combat skills."
She paused, then changed the subject, her tone tinged with regret.
"The only pity is that the genes of the fox calamity beast you fused with are still dormant and have not been able to exert any effect."
In the training field, Shiloh looked up towards the observation room.
She removed the tactical goggles from her face, revealing a delicate but emotionless face.
"If we can't activate those two fairy seeds, even if we get the best results, it won't be of any use."
Her words were calm, yet they revealed an unwavering conviction.
In order to obtain the power to kill the demon and take back Tao Yao.
Without hesitation, she swallowed the two fairy seeds of unknown attributes.
Those two seeds now lie quietly deep within her body.
However, they did not resonate with her like that flower of joy that had just begun to bloom.
It simply exists.
Like two stubborn stones.
This made her feel incredibly anxious.
Tulip's voice rang out through the communicator in the empty training field.
"Don't be too hasty, Shiloh."
"The fact that you were able to ignite the flower of pleasure back then shows that you have the potential in this area."
"Even if the compatibility between these two seeds is low, it doesn't mean you can't bring them out."
"Take it slow, there's always a way if you try more."
In the center of the training field, Shiloh slowly sheathed his sword.
Her response was completely calm and without any ripples.
"no need."
She wiped away non-existent blood from the blade without raising her head.
"Go to bed early tonight."
"I plan to leave tomorrow."
Inside the observation room, Tulip's hand, holding a coffee cup, froze in mid-air.
She was a little stunned.
"Are you so anxious?"
Hilo sheathed his short sword, finally raised his head, and looked in the direction of the observation room.
That delicate face showed no superfluous emotion.
"My purpose in coming to headquarters was precisely for these two seeds."
"Now that we have the seeds..."
"It's time for me to set off."
Her words were crisp and decisive, like the knife she wielded.
The tulips fell silent.
Hilo had indeed not forgotten what the Eternal Fairy had told him.
Although she didn't like that aloof and languid fairy.
But she had no choice but to agree with what the other person said.
To defeat the end, we must kill the culprit who stole Tao Yao.
Her efforts alone are far from enough.
She needs allies.
She was going to find other fairies.
Those fairies who, like themselves, harbor hostility toward the end times and share the same thoughts.
Only by gathering all forces that can be united can we increase the slim chances of victory.
"So where are you going?"
Tulip's question interrupted her thoughts.
Where to go?
Hilo paused for a moment.
she does not know.
This world is vast, but fairies are few and far between, and most of them are elusive.
"Step by step."
She gave a vague answer.
A soft sigh came through the communicator, and then Tulip spoke again.
"If you are looking for other fairies, I might be able to give you a suggestion."
“I got the information from my informant.”
"Now, several fairies have gathered at Manju Academy."
"You can go there and take a look."
……
Go back to your room.
The cold metal walls shut out all the noise.
Hilo didn't turn on the light; she was alone, sitting on a chair by the balcony.
The wall itself is a huge holographic screen, currently simulating a deep night sky with twinkling stars and even occasional shooting stars.
Realistic, yet fake.
She gazed at the unchanging, illusory starry sky and fell into deep thought.
I don’t know how long it took.
She murmured to herself in a low voice, a whisper that only she could hear, tinged with weariness and vulnerability.
"Taoyao, I miss you."
She gently placed her hand on her heart, where the warmth of someone else seemed to linger.
"Why don't you love me? If only you could love me..."
……
at the same time.
The origin of the divine kingdom.
Tao Yao was barefoot, sitting on the steps in front of the fairy hut.
Before her lay a sea of flowers planted by the End herself, vibrant and colorful, stretching to the very edge of her vision.
She looked up, gazing with great interest at the wondrous sky within the rift, a sky pieced together from countless fragments of the world.
Those shattered worlds, adrift in the chaotic energy currents, reflect bizarre and colorful hues, forming an eternally ever-changing and eerie picture.
at this time.
A pure beam of light, symbolizing end and destruction, descended silently from not far away.
Finally, it appeared at the door.
She's back from patrol.
Upon seeing Tao Yao on the steps, she almost immediately hurried over.
"Original Source? How did you get out here?"
Her concern was undisguised, even carrying a hint of reproach.
"It's windy lately, hurry back inside."
Tao Yao was amused by her alarmed expression.
"It's not that outrageous."
She swung her fair legs with a relaxed posture.
"Fairies aren't human, how could they get sick so easily?"
She stood up from the steps, patted her skirt which was slightly stained with pollen, and then turned to ask the question.
"On the contrary, Xiao Mo, did you discover anything on this trip?"
He nodded at the end and reported the facts.
"There are more and more monstrous beasts around."
"Many people tried to sneak in, but I have already turned them away."
Tao Yao stepped forward and naturally took her hand.
The hands are always cold at the end.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Tao Yao's smile was very gentle.
"Let's go back inside first."
The two had just stepped into the small house, which was enveloped in the fragrance of flowers and warmth.
"Cough...cough..."
A sudden, deliberately suppressed cough broke out in the quiet room without warning.
At the end, his body froze instantly.
She turned back sharply.
The coughing sound came from Tao Yao.
She was covering her lips with a clean white handkerchief, her body slightly bent, her shoulders trembling gently from coughing.
"what happened to you?"
The final sound carried a hint of panic that she herself was unaware of.
She flashed to Tao Yao's side and reached out to support her swaying body.
Tao Yao waved her hand, indicating that she was fine.
She removed the handkerchief; it was spotless.
She gave the End a reassuring smile, as usual, with a hint of mischief.
"It's nothing, I just suddenly got a bit choked by pollen."
"Look at you, what are you so nervous about?"
In the end, he was not convinced by this argument.
Her brows furrowed, and she reached out, determined to touch Tao Yao's forehead.
"Let me see."
"It's really okay."
Tao Yao smiled and dodged to the side.
"Don't always treat me like a fragile porcelain doll; I'm a primordial fairy."
As she spoke, she seemed to want to say something more to change the subject.
"Cough...cough cough cough!"
This time, however, the cough was more intense and rapid than before, and it was completely uncontrollable.
Tao Yao's body suddenly went limp, and she almost lost her balance.
Before the final touch could reach Tao Yao, another figure had already appeared inside the hut.
There was no sound of the door opening, nor any energy fluctuation; she simply stood there abruptly, as if she had existed there from the very beginning.
"what happened?"
She walked over quickly, ignoring Zhongmo who was already in a panic, and directly supported Taoyao's swaying body.
"Sit down first."
Her movements were steady, carrying an undeniable strength, as she helped Tao Yao slowly sit down on the sofa.
The End stood frozen in place, watching Eternity's practiced and natural movements, momentarily at a loss for what to do.
Yongheng tidied Taoyao's slightly messy hair before speaking.
"Yuan Chu, how are you feeling now?"
Tao Yao took a few deep breaths, seemingly trying to calm her heavy breathing, and forced a somewhat strained smile at Yongheng.
"It's nothing, just an old problem."
"I just choked a little, but I'll feel fine after a while."
Her words sounded no different from usual, still carrying that unique composure and teasing.
however.
"lie."
Eternal's response was crisp and direct, piercing through her disguise.
She didn't even glance at Tao Yao again, but slowly stood up and turned her cold gaze to another person in the room.
The end.
"It's definitely because of you."
This abrupt and unfounded accusation only made the already chaotic thoughts of the finale even more bewildering.
She instinctively asked a question in return.
"It's not my business?"
"Then you still need to ask?"
The eternal question carried a hint of suppressed anger.
"You are the end, the final destination of all things!"
"And she is the origin, the source of all things!"
"The existence of the two of you is inherently contradictory! It's a zero-sum game where one rises while the other falls!"
With each word of eternity uttered, the heart at the end sinks a little deeper.
An ominous premonition spread wildly through her heart.
"As the outside world becomes increasingly chaotic and the number of calamity beasts increases, you, who symbolize 'the end,' will become stronger and stronger."
Eternity stood before the end, and spoke, word by word, the cruelest truth.
"And as a price, the primordial source, which symbolizes the 'origin,' will naturally become weaker and weaker!"