Free Web NovelChapter 508: Chapter 248: Rebirth in Despair (Part 3)
Forcibly squeezing out light to heal himself couldn’t truly make the young boy recover, because he wasn’t strong enough, but it allowed him to live just a bit longer, to fight a little while more to protect those important to him.
He just wanted to protect his family for a little while longer.
It’s that simple.
The young boy’s life was gradually weakening, yet his belief was being tempered to become ever more resilient in the face of dying.
He picked up the bandit’s dagger from the ground, wiped off the blood from the blade, and with legs that had just healed but were still painfully powerless, he barely managed to support himself and slowly moved to the door, pressing his back tightly against the cold earthen wall, his movements slow.
Every breath the young boy took was tinged with the scent of blood, heavy and labored, even if he were to die the next second, but even so, he would use every ounce of strength he had left to thrust the sharp blade into the throat of the next bandit who barged in!
’Dizzy.’
’Feels like I’m about to fall asleep.’
’No! Not now! I need to hold on a little longer! Even if only for a little while.’
The young boy’s will was unyielding, his frail body supported by sheer determination. He didn’t care about his own life or death, or whether his mind was still clear, as long as he could protect his important family. What did it matter if he became a demon driven by obsession?
Many who wish to become demons never get the chance!
His blurry vision looked inside the room and saw his mother, who had somehow fallen from the bed and was lying in a pool of blood, reaching towards him, her lips moving.
She was speaking, but he couldn’t hear.
’Huh? Am I deaf?’
’Or is it because my body is too weak?’
’I feel even sleepier.’
The young boy’s eyes lowered slightly, and on his blood-streaked face emerged a difficult but unimaginably gentle smile, whispering almost inaudibly:
"I... will definitely... protect you..."
"This is... the promise with Dad...."
"I am trying my best."
His voice grew softer, his consciousness like a stone sinking into the deep sea, a little bit swallowed by darkness, the golden light in his eyes growing dimmer and dissipating as his Life Force rapidly drained away.
The power granted by the Lord of Light and Shadow was indeed strong, but it gave him a glimpse of blessing only during the initial battle.
After the battle, the young boy was injured.
Such a terrifying amount of blood loss, combined with forcibly standing causing his wounds to break open again, and the immense burden caused by the over-exertion of his already impoverished body... death was an inevitable conclusion.
He was about to sleep quietly...
Dying like this burned out...
Seemed not bad....
And in the next moment...
"Boom!!!"
The earthen wall beside him suddenly exploded! Debris and splinters scattered in all directions! A towering bandit over two meters tall, wielding a gigantic Wolf Fang Club, broke through the wall and barged in!
The bandit glanced at the young boy and the carnage inside the house, first stunned, then burst into a coarse laugh:
"Hahaha! Old Six, you useless thing! Screaming like a slaughtered pig, couldn’t even handle a brat and his sickly mother? Let me show you how it’s done...
His wild laughter abruptly stopped, for he saw the corpse of his companion with a smashed head in the corner.
And at the moment the wall shattered, the young boy’s blurred vision caught his mother crushed by the collapsed wall, blood once again overflowing from her mouth and nose!
I...
Can’t even die quietly like this?
Do I have to see this before I die?
Why?
Why?
WHY!!
That scene, like a burning brand, scorched fiercely on his heart that was about to stop beating!
The consciousness that had sunk into darkness was forcibly dragged back by indescribable rage and despair!
The extinguished golden light, as if pressed by a nuclear explosion’s button, erupted explosively!
This time, the light was no longer the warm golden hue of healing, but had transformed into a burning, destructive platinum!
"Ahhhh!!!"
The young boy let out a roar unlike any human, a sound that seemed capable of tearing apart souls! His will burst forth, as if transcending to another dimension!
Immediately, his shattered body at that moment seemed to turn into a furnace of light, every inch of flesh and bone burning, erupting with power beyond limits!
This was the final fire of his life, the ultimate Chapter he ignited with his soul, his will, and his hatred and rebellion against all the world’s injustices! He didn’t care if he turned to ashes or fell into oblivion after burning, he only needed to kill the existence before him, the one who harmed his mother!
And at the same time, the Lord of Light and Shadow, because of his will, descended once more with a second glimpse, adding new fuel to this brilliant light.
....
"Pfft!"
Ye Mingqiu casually pierced through a bandit, the Blood Spear absorbing his blood, he casually tossed the body aside, an interested smile on his face.
He didn’t go all out, because he wanted to see how far that young boy could go, whether he could explode with a will beyond the imagination of ordinary people, letting him see a soul as resplendent as gold.
And now, it seemed the young boy had successfully responded to his expectations, erupting with a sufficiently strong will, causing his Power of Faith to increase once again.
[Hope] [Resistance] [Struggle]
These three are the foundation colors of the Lord of Light and Shadow’s faith, and the path he has chosen, a will strong enough will convert faith into power, which he will then transform and bestow upon the other.
"Not a bad potential, let’s add a little more weight."
He muttered to himself, his voice so soft only he could hear: "Underestimated him... this guy’s will seems even stronger than I imagined, and it seems as though a certain hidden powerful bloodline is within him... just relatively thin."
Ye Mingqiu didn’t intentionally look, but he could see, within his perspective of perception, that small figure burning with platinum flames, if the other succeeded, that would naturally be a good thing.
If he failed...
Then he would conveniently pass by and save the person, for after all, this was a piece he had just placed down, and if it were to be removed so soon by such garbage bandits... he too would get angry.
