The Lonely Shura of the Dragon Clan
24 The Dream of Nailuo

The sorrow

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Nono looked at the bloodied woman in front of her and said coldly. An aura slowly spread from her body.

" Oh, then I'm really looking forward to it…" The woman stroked her long hair. Fresh blood flowed down her palm and onto her long black hair, dyeing it a beautiful red!

Two red-haired women stood on the empty corridor and looked at each other. Their faces were similar. If it wasn't for the blood on the woman opposite Nono, she would have thought that she was facing a mirror!

Nono's body leaned forward slightly. Immediately, a vicious whip leg carried a wave of air-piercing sound as it attacked the woman who was laughing lightly. There was not the slightest hint of mercy.

It should be known that although Nono had never been eloquent, it did not mean that she was a delicate young lady. In terms of skills, she was probably not much worse than Caesar and Chu Zihang.

"He really doesn't show any mercy, even if the person in front of him is his mother, right?”His body broke apart, but there was no trace of blood. He dissipated like smoke, leaving only a series of strange laughter.

" The truth of falsehood..." Nono muttered softly, looking at the long corridor that had fallen into a deathly silence.

Spirit of Words, serial number 99, was a dangerous spirit. Its effect was an illusion. It was not an illusion that did not have any lethality, but an illusion that was real enough to kill if you thought it was real!

This had already partially interfered with the power of the law. Although it was only a superficial interference, it still had a terrifying power!

" My dear daughter, you've really disappointed me, your mother. Let me teach you a lesson, you unfilial child…" A sinister voice rang out in the corridor. Nono did not say anything. She only lowered her head and clenched her fists so tightly that her joints turned white.

It was deathly silent…She, who couldn't speak in that small room, and that little girl…

He struggled bit by bit, panting, and then completely dead silent.

Faint, thick, smeared bit by bit, a sorrowful cry hidden deep in the blood…The sorrow of blood, the damn blood flowing in his body…Fear of loneliness, escape from loneliness, but inadvertently fall in love with loneliness.

In Nono's mind, Lu Mingfei's lonely figure flashed before her eyes once again…What do you know about loneliness?

What do you know!

The entire corridor melted. Yes, it melted. It was as if snow under the scorching sun had turned into liquid. Nono's body sank down, but her face was still incomparably cold!

The truth of falsehood. This Spirit of Words ultimately depended on the power of the mind. If the caster's mind power was strong enough to believe that this was the truth, then no matter how much you tried to convince yourself that everything in front of you was an illusion, it would be useless because at that time, those illusions would be the truth!

A sinister voice echoed. In his eyes, this little girl was dead. He did not think that she had a stronger spiritual power than him!

But was that really the case?

Nono slowly raised his head, and a glaring golden light illuminated the entire distorted corridor. It was the majesty of a king!

"Impossible!" Screams rang out, and the entire distorted corridor returned to its original state in an instant. A short man spat out blood and fell in front of Nono. The truth of falsehood would collapse in an instant if it was thought to be false!

The short figure muttered to himself. No matter what, he could not understand why Nono had a spiritual power that was stronger than his.

"Because you don't understand anything at all! Those who played with people's hearts would have their hearts torn apart sooner or later!”

Nono said as she walked over step by step. A blazing golden light flickered in her eyes as she looked coldly at the man prostrating in front of her.

Fear, submission, or perhaps something else, an extremely strange feeling surged into the short man's heart. He looked at Nono, who was like a god, but he did not dare to have the slightest thought of resisting.

Why was it like this? Why was this feeling so similar to when he was facing His Highness?

The short man raised his head and looked at Nono. His face was distorted. The incomparable strength of his heart meant that he was lacking in strength. It was precisely because of this that he was born with such a short appearance. Without the power of the Spirit of Words, he was not even comparable to an ordinary person in front of Nono.

Nono walked towards the man step by step. To put it bluntly, everyone in Kassel Academy was a killer without batting an eye. This could be seen from their proficiency in firearms and the bloody live CS that they had every year.

Nono had no intention of showing mercy to this fellow who dared to blaspheme his mother! A sharp glint flashed across her eyes as she stepped on the man's temple with her sharp high heels. If she stepped on the man, his brain would definitely be split open.

"Your Highness, please spare my life!" The man suddenly shouted loudly. Nono was stunned for a moment, and her eyes suddenly lost focus. The spiritual force that had been suppressing her all this time dissipated. When the man saw this, his entire body immediately turned into a ball of pitch-black smoke, slowly dissipating into the air.

" Your Highness…why does this title feel so…familiar…"

Nono slowly put down her feet in a daze. She could not care less about the man's escape. Her eyes lost focus and she kept muttering.

Broken images flashed through her mind, but she could not see anything clearly. In the end, the image froze. It was two blazing suns, or rather, someone's eyes. The golden light was too glaring, so much so that Nono could not even see that person's face clearly. However, an inexplicable sense of familiarity welled up in his heart.

" Your Highness, please spare me…" A man's voice rang in her mind.

"The death penalty can be avoided, but the punishment can't escape!" Cold and emotionless, high and mighty like an emperor. This voice was so familiar, so familiar…

It was as if he had said it himself…The golden hall, the high and mighty blood-red figure. Was that really him? That appearance that resembled a king?

Boom! The world of memories collapsed in an instant, and the scene shattered. Nono suddenly came back to her senses. The corridor was still quiet, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream. Yes, she was tired from walking, so she leaned against the corner and sat down, and then…

Was everything just a dream?

Looking at his hands, Nono once again fell into confusion.

" Your Highness..." A soft voice called out, as if it came from an unknown place far away, but also as if it was close at hand...

" Really, long time no see..." Nono said, and the corners of her mouth curled up into a charming smile that could turn all living beings upside down. Unfortunately, no one was destined to be able to enjoy this scene.

Her eyes turned into a strange golden and red color as she continued to mutter to herself.

" Long time no see, my dear…" But before she could finish her sentence, her body fell limp and her eyes closed as if she had suddenly fallen asleep.

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