Help, they came out of my dream to catch me!

Chapter 204 Xiaobai Is Not Happy
The icy slush wrapped Teresia's cheeks. She stared blankly at the snow-falling sky, feeling a kind of suffocation from being submerged in water.

The fist that landed on her abdomen was not a fist, but a bloody knife that pierced into her heart.

She never thought that one day Xia Ming would punch her and hit her with such a brutal blow.

One blow sent her flying from the headquarters of the Lingsi Group out of City No. [-], causing her to fall from the sky like a bird with broken wings or a burning meteor.

The sky is gray and foggy with snow, and the tall, solid black city wall of No. [-] City stands silently and silently beside it, but she no longer has the courage and strength to cross this high wall and fly into No. [-] City to find Xia Mingyao. That said, even if her psychic powers surpassed his.

Between her and him, this thick and high wall has been separated sadly.

Lying on the cold and pale snow on her back, the huge world is empty and boundless, as if everyone has abandoned her, and she is the only one left in this world.

She closed her eyes, and tears of pain slowly fell from the corners of her eyes.
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"How about it, Xiaobai, are you satisfied with this performance?"

Lingsi Group Headquarters, 45F, Xia Ming stepped on the gravel ground and asked the dragon girl above his head with a smile.

Although the battle just now ended quite quickly, the floor and ceiling of this building from the 75th floor to the 45th floor were all collapsed and shattered by the aftermath of the battle, turning into a broken and complete empty shell.

The smile on Xiaobai's face slowly disappeared. She really observed and tasted Teresia's pain and fear from the bottom of her heart. This delicious food made her so happy and even addicted.

but……

"satisfy?"

Her two calves hanging on Xia Ming's chest were tightly closed, her thighs clamped his neck, and her two cold hands pressed against Xia Ming's cheeks, with a palpitating chill coming from them.

"Aren't you afraid of messing everything up, and aren't you afraid that that guy will really be crushed by such despair, and become a frustrated and disappointed cripple from then on?"

"Not afraid." Xia Ming said lightly.

"why?"

"Because I believe in Teresia, I believe that she will come out of fear and despair, stand in front of me again, face me, and defeat me. After all, she has never lost a game, 100% for me Valkyrie of victory."

A smile appeared on Xia Ming's face, and he said very seriously.

"She will definitely win this time."

For some reason, the smile on his face and that determined tone made Long Nu feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Xia Ming, I can see the fear in your heart. You seem to believe in that woman very firmly, but compared to her death, you are more afraid that she will really lose her faith and courage under such a blow. In fact, you are not like As strong as you think."

She leaned down and whispered in Xia Ming's ear: "Do you really think that woman will win this game?"

"Heh, I'm looking forward to the ugly and painful expression on your face when that day really comes, and what delicious fear you will let me taste."

Two giant balls of snow were flattened into larger circles as she leaned over, proving their softness and elasticity.

There was only icy coldness in her eyes.

She actually knew all of Xia Ming's plans, she could see it at a glance, it seemed that Xia Ming borrowed spiritual energy from her and used it to attack Chi Yan's Valkyrie.

But she knew his real plan.

On the one hand, he wanted to use this kind of breaking and building to help that woman rebuild a firmer and invincible belief, on the other hand, he used the psionic energy she shared with him as a huge spiritual energy source, constantly devouring, absorbing and digesting it, so as to This is to strengthen yourself.

"Xia Ming, there is an old saying among you humans that you play with fire and set yourself on fire. Maybe you won't be able to wait until the end of the game, and you will be assimilated by my psychic energy first."

"So greedily and presumptuously asking for and absorbing my spiritual energy, you will step by step fall into the pleasure of getting something for nothing, sinking, sinking. You will gradually find that your mind and personality are getting closer to me little by little. It's my color."

"And when you want to get out, you will find that you have already fallen into this swamp and cannot extricate yourself. The more you struggle, the more desperate and painful you can only watch yourself being swallowed and assimilated by my spiritual energy, and finally become a my slave."

"Obviously a person's body and soul have not changed, but in the sense of spiritual personality, they have been replaced and killed by transformation..."

Dragon Girl's voice was distant and long, but cold and full of charm, like a poisonous snake slowly wrapping around Xia Ming's body, crawling on his skin.

"Such despair, such fear, Xia Ming, do you... feel it? You...will bring it to me and let me enjoy it, right?"

She is trying to make Xia Ming develop another kind of fear. She is the evil ice dragon. She takes fear for pleasure and uses games as food for her spirit and pursuit of life.

Now she is very upset, so even if she fabricated it out of thin air, she still wanted to create fear for Xia Ming.

What's more, such a future has a great possibility to happen, so how can it be regarded as a fabrication?
"Xiaobai, if it really becomes like that, as long as my death can activate Teresia's fighting spirit and strengthen her belief, even if she is corrupted and assimilated into your slave by your psychic power, then... I will Die without regret."

Not only did Xia Ming not have the fear that came from the bottom of her heart as she wished, but she spread her hands indifferently, with a frank face.

The dragon girl narrowed her eyes angrily, her pupils contracted into a line, forming terrifying vertical pupils.

Her tail stretched out from behind, wrapped around his neck, tightly tightened, like a tight hanging rope.

Then she stopped talking, pursed her lips, clamped her legs tightly, and injected more spiritual energy into Xia Ming's body.

It was extremely cold and evil, which made Xia Ming feel as if his heart was pierced by thousands of ice.

Xia Ming shivered, walked out of the ruins enduring the pain of suffocation, and went downstairs.

Although the headquarters building of the Lingsi Group was destroyed on [-] floors, I don't know how many evil capitalists were killed by the aftermath of the battle of several seventh-order psykers.

But not all senior executives are dead.

At this time, several people were still standing in front of the entrance of the stairs, looking at Xia Ming who came out of the ruins above, and at the iron metal mask on his face that symbolized the identity of the Spiral King.

"From now on, everything in the Lingsi Group is under my control. I am the new Spiral King, and I am your new master."

Xia Ming looked at the trembling senior officials.

"Do you have any opinions on this?"

"No... no."

Facing his gaze, several people lowered their heads and said in trembling voices.

These people did not choose to escape at this time, but came here to greet him, in fact, they had already made their choices and decisions.

"That's right, anyway, all you need is a Spiral King who can protect you from wind and rain, and a seventh-level psyker wearing this mask who can suppress the entire Northland. As for who is the face under this mask, It really doesn't matter at all, does it?"

Xia Ming sneered and mocked.

(End of this chapter)