kvmb Chapter 315: A Fierce Crack Appears on the Back
Chapter 315: A Fierce Crack Appears on the Back
On the bed in the sanatorium, the sleeping person suddenly trembled and opened his eyes abruptly.
Seeing the light-colored ceiling, Hua Changle was stunned for a moment, then she covered her mouth and fell off the bed. She staggered to her feet and ran to the bathroom.
Hua Xiange was gone. Hua Wuyan came in from outside and saw her like this. He was surprised and wanted to support her: "What's wrong with you?"
Hua Changle shook off his hand, almost rushed into the bathroom, and vomited violently on the toilet.
She retched until she was short of oxygen, but there was nothing in her stomach and she only vomited out some acid water after a long time.
Hua Wuyan was startled and squatted beside her, stroking her back up and down, trying to make her feel more comfortable.
His hand stroked Hua Changle's spine. Hua Changle cried out in pain and said in a hoarse voice: "It hurts! Go out and vomit... cough cough vomit..."
Hua Wuyan was at a loss: "Well, then, just hold on for now. I'll go get you a glass of water first."
His stomach was cramping and he couldn't vomit anything. Hua Changle sat down on the ground with a pale face.
The scene in the dream was still lingering in her mind, making her want to vomit.
It's disgusting!
How could something like that grow in her body?
The cracked person, the dense tentacles, her face...
What kind of monster is that!
The image of the tentacles quickly flashed back to his mind, and Hua Changle suddenly thought of something. He reached out to touch his chest and stomach, but found no cracks, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
She reached out to touch her back again, and when her palm felt the spine, her whole body suddenly froze!
Hua Wuyan came back with hot water and squatted down: "Chang Le, are you feeling better? Have a drink of water..."
He reached out and patted her back, but before he could touch her, Hua Changle suddenly turned around and dodged: "Don't touch me!"
Hua Wuyan was stunned by her tone, his hands froze in mid-air and he dared not move: "What, what, what happened?"
Hua Changle bit her lip hard, suppressed her pounding heart, and tried to keep her voice calm:
"Brother, Fifth Brother..."
"Hey, tell me."
Hua Changle turned around and pulled his lip at him: "Can you go out first?"
Hua Wuyan blinked and said "Oh", then put down the water and reminded him worriedly: "Then...be careful. Call me if you have any problems. I'll wait for you outside."
After he went out, Hua Changle locked the door.
She pushed open the bathroom door again, turned her back to the mirror on the wall, and pulled off her top, exposing her back.
The cold-white back was covered with scars, but the most shocking part was the raised areas on both sides of the spine.
Along the spine, from the shoulder blades to the height of the coccyx, a centipede-like twisted crack appeared on both sides of the spine.
Looking closely, the cracks have fine twists and tiny cracks, and the color is close to black and purple.
Hua Changle widened her eyes. She turned her hand behind her back and touched it lightly with her fingers. The uneven touch was transmitted to her fingertips.
Not a dream!
It's a real crack!
She bent over slightly to stretch her entire back.
Such a small movement caused blood to seep from several tiny cracks.
The bright and plump blood beads rolled down from the cracks, leaving a shallow blood mark on the cold white spine, running vertically through the back.
Finally it dries up on the lower back, like a red mole.
Hua Changle's mind went blank.
The hideous and strange crack on the back was deeply engraved in his mind, as if it would be torn in the middle at the next moment, and a large number of sticky and smelly tentacles would pour out.
Her torn face seemed to appear before her eyes, wailing in pain.
Hua Changle's eyes went dark and his men quickly grabbed the sink.
Her hands and feet couldn't help shaking. She was alone here and she couldn't help showing a look of collapse.
"Bunny...Bunny!"
At times like this, the first thing she thought of was 422.
"Rabbit..."
There was a cry in her voice.
422 appeared: [I am here]
"Bunny, will I turn into a monster?" Hua Changle pursed his lips to stop the tears from flowing.
422 was silent. It did not answer immediately. It seemed to think about its words carefully before it said:
【I will always be with Hua Changle】
Hua Changle could no longer hold back her tears, which flowed down. But she did not dare to cry out loud, so she had to cover her mouth and cry, leaning against the cold corner, feeling the warmth coming from her body.
The tiny cracks on her back felt a constant stinging pain, like a spell reminding her of her abnormality.
422 whispered: [Le Le, don't worry, maybe things are not that bad]
[I can detect that there is indeed an abnormal supernatural reaction in your body, but that thing is a bit similar to your vines. Maybe it is just another supernatural companion.]
Hua Changle heard his words and regained consciousness a little: "Companion creature?"
[Not fully formed yet, I'm not sure if it is]
【Why don't you try to control it? 】
Hua Changle was somewhat resistant to the thing in his body, fearing that it would appear in the disgusting state in his nightmare.
But in order to fight for a chance, she still endured her fear and tried.
In her current physical condition, she could not call upon many of her supernatural powers, only a few tiny ones, and tried to touch the strange and manic thing that appeared in her body.
Just like touching a hedgehog, the probing energy was pulled back like an electric shock, and the thing resisted her control as if it was covered with thorns.
Hua Changle tried again, and the thing rolled more violently, with dark purple mist leaking out, and the shape was similar to that of a tentacle.
"Ugh?"
Hua Changle's eyes suddenly lit up.
In that brief contact just now, she felt the familiar spiritual power of that thing, it was Biyin's energy!
Come again!
Hua Changle stood up stubbornly and tried a few more times.
Sure enough, that thing is the main spiritual power, and the spiritual power in it is the origin of Biyin.
It’s just that dark purple mist, could it be that this thing also has netherworld attributes?
Hua Changle tried again.
The mass seemed to be annoyed, and Chuer threw out a strong energy that collided with the energy she was probing.
"Damn it!" Hua Changle almost fell to the ground in pain, blood oozing out from the cracks on his back.
She endured the pain, and a wisp of her supernatural power took the opportunity to penetrate her, causing the mass of things to tremble and dissipate for a moment.
Hua Changle saw a glimmer of hope.
This means that this thing is suppressed by her swallowing and spitting ability, and she may be able to counterattack this strange thing.
422 also discovered the key: [Le Le, I found that it’s not that you can’t control it, but that you are too weak now and can’t resist its backlash. ]
[If your body is in its prime, you should have no problem controlling it. ]
"What will happen if I really can't control myself?" Hua Changle still couldn't forget the scene in his nightmare.
422 paused for a moment, and said in a hoarse voice: [This thing is violent and reacts violently to external energy. If it gets out of control, it may really tear your body apart.]
Hua Changle narrowed his eyes and suddenly said:
"What if I want to use it? Will I intentionally tear the back?"
422 took a deep breath: [I don't know, please don't mess around! Your body will break if you touch it now, you are lucky not to be attacked by it, please don't mess around! ]
"I know."
Hua Changle touched his back worriedly and found blood on his hand.
Looking at the blood on her hands, she was overwhelmed: "But if this thing is really a companion creature, it doesn't really need to tear me apart before using it, right?"
The more Hua Changle thought about it, the angrier he got: "Damn it! Can't you be as pretty as my vines and not need to physically open the door to get out? You're such a hapless thing that you hurt the enemy a thousand times and yourself eight hundred times!"
She kept chattering, venting all her anger, and sat on the bathroom floor complaining wildly.