You glanced at his dragon horns and tail: "You're very good at annoying people."

Qin Che smiled slightly: "Thank you for the compliment. This is one of my few strengths. Seeing you unable to smile makes me happy..."

"Hmph..." You rolled your eyes at him and made up an excuse: "The holy judge who judged me hasn't been found yet, and my revenge isn't over. Why don't you come with me..."

You still want to see this world properly...

Qin Che interrupted you, saying, "Then there's no need to waste your energy. Even if you jump off these twenty-one vertebrae, no one in your hometown will be waiting for you to return."

Your body stiffens, and you stop walking.

You know he was referring to the sanctuary, but that sentence hit you right in the back.

Are there still people in your hometown waiting for you to return?

Looking at Qin Che in front of you, you suddenly begin to doubt yourself...

If the Qin Che of the past did not develop feelings for you, will the Qin Che of the future still love you?

Is there anyone still waiting for you to come back?

You yourself don't know why your voice is trembling so badly: "What do you want to say?"

The dragon seemed to sense the change in your emotions, but still threw out the blood-stained cloth bag.

The cloth bag landed on your foot, pulling your wandering thoughts back to reality.

What's inside?

Qin Che said calmly, "The eyes of the person you're looking for were pecked out by crows."

My brain is working at high speed, and my intuition tells me that none of this was done by a dragon.

"what happens?"

"You led me to destroy a sanctuary, but the Holy Judgment Army destroyed a city under the banner of 'The End of the World is Coming'." He leisurely floated in front of you, and in a smile that could only be described as wicked, a blood-red vortex appeared in the depths of his right eye.

The pain returned, accompanied by his deep voice: "White Obsidian City is now a living hell, a sight rarely seen in a century. Shall I take you back to see it?"

You want to refuse, but he's already dragged you into an illusion.

At the highest point of the dragon's spine, surging crimson clouds suddenly rise up, and you are swept into the continuous blazing fire.

After a moment of dizziness, you feel as if you are soaring through the air, a huge shadow sweeping past the burning white light below.

city.

The sounds of clashing weapons constantly pierced the ears from the blood-stained streets, and the wind whipped up by wings carried the stench of blood and the acrid smell of burning flesh.

You know, those are the scenes his eyes once saw, now reappearing before you through the soul hidden within his body.

"No need for demons to intervene; humanity's own panic will bring about the apocalypse." This voice seemed to pierce through your heart and into your brain, sending chills down your spine.

As if this fratricidal prank wasn't funny enough, his gaze suddenly plummeted towards the ground.

Your soul trembles with immense joy, you soar in boiling flames, even as warm liquid splashes into your eyes.

"enough!"

You roared and forcefully shoved away the one who created the illusion.

Why should I show you this...?

He achieved his goal; you're scared now.

The air turned bitterly cold again, and you lost your footing and fell backward.

Above you, the newborn sunlight is piercing through the piled-up clouds, but the sky is getting farther and farther away.

That figure is getting further and further away from you...

The dragon, which had just been gloating, changed its expression and spread its wings to fly towards you.

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