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Yes, Lime has been killed by adoration!
The ones who killed him with praise are none other than the organization that Xianxian belongs to. Xianxian said that Lime's escape was premeditated, and their leader used every method possible to force Lime to show himself, but it was as if Lime had vanished from the world. He hid for seven or eight years, and in the end, they had no choice but to resort to this tactic. Over time, Lime's reputation grew, and there were many who wanted to kill him or win him over.
As for why they want to kill Lime? Because he knows too much!
If he cannot be used by me, then he can be killed!
Thus, due to this loud reputation, Lime had to be even more cautious in his actions. Yet, despite this, he could not shake off wave after wave of probing and pursuit! There was no way around it; Lime's fame was not only too great, but his behavior and intentions were also very peculiar. He is currently the only person closest to that secret...
"Is that true or not?" I looked at Xianxian in confusion.
"Does it matter whether it's true or not?" Xianxian smiled self-deprecatingly. "As long as others believe it, then it's true!"
In other words, whether Lime truly knows the clues or not, everyone thinks he does. Everyone is watching him closely, paying attention to his every move and word!
No wonder!
No wonder Lime never shows his emotions. He either stares blankly or closes his eyes to rest, remaining cold and taciturn. Perhaps after wearing a mask for so long, he can no longer take it off even for himself.
In this cannibalistic society, if he reveals even a slight flaw, what awaits him is likely utter destruction... either being used until death or being directly eliminated!
I suddenly felt a chill run down my spine; the most terrifying thing is always human nature! This is absolutely true!
"If you can survive and go back, what do you plan to do?" I rubbed my forehead, suddenly feeling really tired. Indeed, scheming against each other is mentally exhausting.
Xianxian has been in the organization for twelve years; it's neither long nor short. Lime had previously said that those people would not let Xianxian go. Either betray us or betray the organization—Xianxian can only choose one...
"Hey, what kind of look is that?" Xianxian looked at me displeased.
I withdrew my gaze and sighed. I genuinely hoped that Xianxian could stand on our side. However, facing such a massive organization, can just the three of us handle it? Even someone as powerful as Lime was killed by adoration; let alone me, a newcomer just starting out—my future looks bleak...
"Don't worry; I have my own methods..."
Xianxian had not finished speaking when a shadow quickly fell at the cave entrance. Startled, I hurriedly leaned over to look out, only to see a sharp long sword embedded in the ground not far from the cave entrance, with a hand tightly gripping the hilt, veins bulging. The blade trembled slightly, as if afraid it would suddenly go limp. Below was a face raised high, quite handsome but covered in dust, with scratches all over, looking very disheveled.
It turned out that Lime had fallen down!
The bare rock wall was not easy to climb...
"Is he going to be okay?" I thought about pulling Lime up, but unfortunately he was too far away for me to reach with just one hand.
Xianxian quickly leaned over to the cave entrance, took a glance, and then sighed in relief, saying, "It's fine. That sword is the Dragon Abyss Ancient Sword. I've heard it's an ancient divine sword. I don't know if that's true or not, but there is only one in the world—absolutely no duplicates! I wonder where he got it!" There was envy and jealousy in Xianxian's eyes as she exclaimed, "Why can't I ever come across such good fortune? Is it because This Lord is an atheist!"
So this sword is called the Dragon Abyss Ancient Sword. Just hearing its name indicates its significance; it can be worn at the waist when soft and can be thrust into stone when hard. Not only can it kill ghosts but also extinguish souls—if it's not an ancient divine sword, then I'm not named after that knife!
My gaze returned to Lime, who was skillfully using two swords—one long and one short—to climb up several steps. Xianxian and I were already waiting nearby, and when the opportunity arose, we pulled him up.
Then the three of us lay on the ground, gasping for breath, our lips dry and uncomfortable. At that moment, I really didn't want to say anything; I just wanted to lie still and pretend to be dead.
"How are you?" Xianxian asked hoarsely, panting.
Lime got up from the ground and shook his head without saying a word.
The ancient sword that had just been straight and hard in his hand suddenly became soft and was wrapped around his waist. If you didn't look closely, even walking down the street no one would notice he was carrying contraband!
"We can't wait any longer; resting for even a second is wasting a second of life. We must leave here quickly," Xianxian said as she got up from the ground and started pulling me, urging me to get up quickly. But every part of my body ached; I had just used all my strength to pull Lime up, and now I didn't even have the energy to urinate.
After much effort, I managed to sit up, but my vision started to blur again. My head felt heavy and sluggish; the pain that had been suppressed seemed to collapse all at once. I wanted very much to close my eyes and sleep, but I knew I had to stay awake at this moment—I couldn't give up!
"What are the chances we fell into the pond?" I heard Xianxian's voice through my haze.
"Thirty percent," Lime's calm voice seemed to drift from afar.
"That's enough," Xianxian said without hesitation.
I nodded in agreement.
To avoid being thrown off course by resistance during our jump and to ensure we all landed in the pond together as much as possible, we decided not to jump separately but instead tied ourselves together.
"Where did the rope come from?"
"Of course, it was torn from the clothes."
There were clothes belonging to Lime and Xianxian; after all, both of them had jackets, while my jacket was 'sacrificed' earlier to deal with the Bloodsucker Spider.
As for Zhou Juechen, I temporarily sent him into The Dead so that he could rest in peace. If he is fortunate enough to survive, I will help him find a proper place for burial.
The sensation of falling was strange; the scenery around me rushed by quickly, and the cold wind whipped against my face like a knife. With my head down and feet up, it felt as if my entire head was filled with blood. Each breath felt like a hammer pounding in my chest, making it hard to contain the pain. The torment of heaven and hell, of ice and fire, was nothing compared to this.
I kept my eyes open, even though the cold wind made my tears fall.
The towering mountains loomed large and still, mocking our incompetence and cowardice. I didn't know when the vibrant green had been replaced by withered yellow; life had drained from the world, leaving only an indescribable desolation.
Autumn—I used to think autumn was wonderful. The sky was high and clear, there were no mosquitoes, and one could enjoy picturesque scenery. Especially walking along a path lined with sycamore trees, with fallen leaves covering the ground—what a great feeling! Of course, it would be even better with a beautiful companion. Ahem, too bad I still don't have a girlfriend...
I didn't know how long I had been falling when suddenly I felt a heavy crash. My body seemed to be crushed by gravity, as if I were instantly plunged into an ice cellar, with water flooding into my nose and mouth. It was hard to breathe; it felt like all the blood in my body had been drained. What could be worse than this? This was truly unbearable!
In that moment, I thought about death—death seemed like the only escape...
But I couldn't die; I couldn't just die like this. I was unwilling... After all the effort to get this far, after finally starting to adapt to this life and uncovering so many secrets, I refused to end it like this!!!
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