Guidelines for Improper Use of Magical Peripherals

148-150

Chapter 148: Choose One of Two

While the two people outside were discussing how to get rid of Chernobog, the resurrected monster, Shechuan Yao slowly opened her eyes.

There was a vast white light in front of her eyes. There was no black skeleton or the terrible idea of ​​the giant beast's gastric juice corroding her body as she had imagined.

But when the girl looked down, she was scared to death again!

Because there was a hole in her chest! A round hole! From the empty end, she could even see the white light behind it.

Shechuan Yao: ...

Damn it, why?

She glanced at her blood bar. Oh my god, there was only a trace of blood left.

Shocked, this dragon actually sucked away 99% of her blood! Even vampires are not as harsh as you!

Shechuan Yao reached out and touched the wound medicine gourd on her waist and began to recover blood, then quickly took out a bottle of magic potion suitable for accelerating blood recovery and drank it, and then she felt a little relieved.

, this is too scary, right? Anyone who sees a fist-sized hole in his chest will doubt that he is dead!

Wait, is this...

Shechuan Yao stared at the vast white light around him with her eyes wide open, and finally came to a terrifying conclusion.

- The world after death!

"Heh..."

A low and gentle laugh echoed in the white light space. Shechuan Yao looked over nervously like a kitten whose neck was pinched by someone, "Who?"

"Human... Don't be afraid."

The white light in front of her rolled like clouds and mist, and quickly gathered into a figure.

This person had long silver-white hair, wore an ice-blue robe of unknown style, and stood barefoot. Shechuan Yao couldn't see his face clearly, because countless bright or dark lights shone through his face, but her intuition said that this person should not look old, but the strange thing was that this person exuded an old and dead aura all over his body.

The strangest thing was that there was no light around this person's left eye socket, only an empty black hole.

Shechuan Yao suddenly knew who he was.

"Ch, Chel..."

"Human, I'm not called that." The silver-white figure raised a finger to his face, signaling her to keep quiet, and then he said a long string of ancient and difficult names.

"This is my real name."

Every word sounded in Shechuan Yao's mind. She understood the meaning of every word, but she couldn't repeat it.

"What is this?" The girl finally gave up this parrot-like behavior, lowered her head and sighed, "Dragon language?"

"You can think so." The figure said, and the light on his face became softer, "I'm very happy... The successor who came is you."