Zerg Achilles

Chapter 26

The sound of the grass blades bursting sounded in pieces, and the long howling was like a torn horn.

Roar is close at hand.

Kuntu rolled you onto a muddy field with you in his arms. The blade of grass cut his cheek. He pressed you and lay motionless on the ground.

You are shocked beyond words, your limbs are cold, but your chest is a little hot, your head is numb from lack of oxygen, footsteps follow one after another, the huge body of the maned lion slams left and right, straw and grass collapse in pieces and make a soft sound of breaking.

The fleeing wild camel was knocked down by the swift tan figure, its neighing was high-pitched and tragic, and then stopped abruptly, and the blasted plasma cracked your thoughts.

The female insect tightly covers your mouth.

"Don't be afraid."

Chao Chao's breath sprayed to the side of the ear, soothing in a low voice.

The frenzied maned lion tore at its prey, tearing out bones and entrails.

You are short of breath, your whole body is tense, and you stare blankly at the crushed corpse of the huge monster in front of you. Fear squeezes the air in your lungs, your pupils dilate, and your teeth chatter.

The female worm protects you, and the faint smell of pine resin lingers in your nose. You calm down your heartbeat, until the angry and charging maned lion leaves, and the roar sounds in the distance, then you crawl out of the mud and start running.

The wind scratches your cheek like a blunt knife against your skin.

You get hot little by little, the heavy clothes are as hot as a pot lid, it shuts you, but suddenly you grow wings, run, run, hunger and cold are left behind, he pulls you fast The Mercedes-Benz shuttles flexibly in the meadow.

Blades of grass graze your cheeks, and cool air fills your nostrils.

You want to stop, open your throat and let out a meaningless cry, you hear the female laughing, he seems to enjoy running for his life.

You are chasing his brisk back, your thoughts are misty, and the sound of puffing and puffing is loud to the eardrums, as strong as the heartbeat, and the pain in the lungs seems to explode.

But you see him.

He runs ahead, with curly hair floating like fluffy clouds, he is the wildness you have never dabbled in, and he has the enthusiasm and freshness that you cannot hold.

He warms your heart, and tells you to stay rational and vigilant. You break free from the old shadow and fall into a new haze.

You don’t know how long you’ve been running, how long you’ve been walking, and you’ve stopped hearing the maned lion’s voice. You fall down, and the stalks are flattened and you lie on your back. .

You're breathing unsteadily, you're exhausted, and your head is clouded.

You lay there for a long time, half asleep, and when you opened your eyes, the sky was already full of stars and moons, and the female insect sat beside you with a blade of grass in her mouth, her face was blurred in the darkness, only a pair of black eyes remained, she saw you Sit up and lazily ask about your physical condition.

You're not hurt, just rested enough to calm down and think, "Why?"

You mean the maned lion. The female groaned and explained that it is the courtship season, and the maned lion will store enough meat to attract the female.

He made an unlucky expression, and said: "I was taken back by him, but now that guy has lost his horn, he probably will be single for the rest of his life."

You heard a faint smile, but felt a little embarrassed, and explained to the female in a low voice that you didn't lose him on purpose.

The female props her forehead with her hands, leans her elbows against her knees, and quietly listens to your guilty apology.

The moonlight shone through his shattered hair, illuminating his eyes.

He pursed his lips, the line of his jaw was cold and thin, with a hint of inhumanity, but his gaze was too escaping, like a cluster of small flames, it fell on you and burned you.

It was a licking look, full of aggression, and you turned your head uncomfortably until the female laughed softly.

He patted you on the shoulder, and pushed the blades of grass away with his fingers: "Little face is paralyzed, look there."

"what?"

Your voice was cold and difficult, and you stared blankly ahead.

Following the open gap, the lake surface is like a mirror, reflecting the dark blue reflection of the sky, light spots of light float from the vast water surface, and swim towards the deep night sky. They change with the wind, as if torn apart Fireworks together build an ocean of stars that embrace the water and the sky.

"Xinghai Lake, the sanctuary of mermaids." The female smiled, her voice was deep and mellow, and her long eyelashes fluttered slightly.

You are overwhelmed by the magnificent and fantastic lake in front of you, and you are speechless for a long time.

"mermaid"

Na na, slowly recovering, I just feel incredible.

Those ancient races that created a brilliant civilization thousands of years earlier than the Zerg, and suddenly disappeared without a trace?

The female worm nodded, and pulled you to the edge of the lake. The light spots floated, slowly drifting towards the center of the lake: "It's a very old legend, but no one has seen it. Ever since the sacred stone was stolen, Xinghai Lake has been in existence for hundreds of years. There has never been a trace of a mermaid."

"Hundreds of years ago?"

"I'm glad you still have the emotion of surprise."

"..."

The slender tentacles of the light spots are swaying, and they emerge from the meadow beside you. You look at the floating and wandering glowing plants, and your tone is difficult and unbelievable: "Star grass."

The female worm picked up the stones and threw them into the meadow, and many light spots poured out, as if exploding a ball of light.

"You call it Fanxing?" The female worm smiled, "It's a beautiful name."

His expression was insincere, you looked at him, forced by the gaze, the female had no choice but to continue: "The people on the grassland think that it is the glow of the dead soul."

"anything else?"

"Well, they parasitize carrion and are carnivorous plants."

You froze for a moment, looking at the star grass floating all over the sky, it was a little subtle: "The book says that it only grows on the land bordering the gods."

The female paused: "Mermaids are a magical race. If there are gods, perhaps they are the closest to gods."

You lower your head, and the gentle fluctuations of the dark blue lake have a crystal-like texture, and countless light clusters float and sway, as beautiful as a dream.

The female follows you step by step, and the fine sand by the lake makes a rattling sound. You turn your head and look into his eyes. The female doesn't know why, so she raises one eyebrow and looks back calmly.

Love is born of the gaze.

You inexplicably thought of this sentence, abruptly withdrew your gaze, and stared stiffly at the vast sea of ​​stars.

The wind blowing from the lake is actually warm, with soft dampness, you and the female are in a mess, but leisurely as if you came to a banquet.

"If I die, I want to be buried in a place like this." You looked at the lake and said suddenly.

The female is surprised that you took the initiative to speak, but you don't know why you suddenly brought up this topic. You stutter, and you want to explain, but you don't know how to start.

This is so weird, you are silent, cold and proud, not good at expressing emotions, you can't tell whether everything you encounter is unfair fate or fate.

The female waited quietly, listening attentively.

He is seldom serious, and has a strong and indifferent characteristic of nomads, but sometimes, his eyes are as tender as a lamb. When he looks at you, his eyes shine a little in the dark night, your tone is slightly suffocated, and your ears are slightly smothered. red.

You don't know how to love someone unplanned, you don't know how to express the right emotion, you're not even sure what love is, the definition is too complicated for you, you can't get the answer from any book .

The female doesn't know anything, he doesn't know your past, and he can't understand your confusion, he just waits patiently, wanting to understand something.

So you said: "My father is buried on a very remote planet, far away. I can only visit him once a year. It's too quiet there. I don't want to be like him."

You use this title that you have never used before, recalling his outline, you don't want to be like him, sleeping in the desolation and darkness, so lonely.

You stared at the lake, and your silent look was a bit ridiculous. In the lake, your face was no longer cold, only helplessness and some emotions that seemed too soft and cowardly.

You shouldn't be, you are weak right now.

You want to tell him something about yourself, your childhood, your experience, your past confusion and pessimism when you knew the truth, but those dark and useless past have already become one with you, you have to spit it out, Only together with flesh and blood.

But you can't speak.

You are the last resort of the father, the stain of the female father, and the alien excluded by the nobles, but you know who you are, and you have inherited the Walsh family name, but you do not belong to any of these labels, you It's just not perfect, you haven't learned too many things that others take for granted, you can't fit in, but this doesn't mean your life is a continuation of sin.

You lowered your eyelids, and suddenly heard the voice of the female: "You look so sad." He said in a low voice, and then you got a hug, as if you were suddenly taken back to the fire from the snowstorm. The warmth you imagined, filled with the smell of earth and the pleasant smell of pine wood, the female said briskly: "Remember what I said? My little face is paralyzed, the hunting is over, and you can go home soon."

He kissed your forehead, politely, with some elements of tenderness and comfort, but there is nothing more.

He hugged you, let go quickly, and patted your shoulder: "Wait, I'll go to the lake to get something to eat."

The female took off her jacket, kicked off her boots, looked back at you, and then strode into the lake with big strides, and soon disappeared, leaving only ripples swaying around.

You stared at Xinghai Lake, hooked the corners of your mouth, and remained silent.

After deciding to go back, the speed was very fast. At dawn, Kuntu took you out of the meadow and called the grass camel back with a special whistle.

You and Kuntu braved the rain and returned to the tribe with the horn of the maned lion.

You saw a man there. He took off his military uniform and stood in front of the welcoming Zerg. He was wearing red, blue and white bird feathers. He was handsome and handsome, with star-like eyes.

You jump off your grass camel, ignoring the reveling crowd.

He has a beautiful face and a familiar voice that you are familiar with, but you feel it is very strange. He passed Su Ke, passed the cheering crowd, walked to your side step by step, and bent down deeply.Say to you: "My lord. I atone for you."

You looked at him and said his name coldly.

Rhea.

The author has something to say:

Ah, it’s been a while since I’ve dragged on, kiss the glass stone, I can’t finish the series without her _(:3」ㄥ)_