Chapter 571 Vengeful Desires
?Villain Ch 571. Vengeful Desires
"Lady Mei Ling, I'm not your lover. I'm not Lian Feng," Allen asserted, his voice carrying a resolute tone. His gaze remained fixed on Mei Ling's spectral form, unwavering despite the unsettling circumstances.
Mei Ling's once serene expression transformed into one of sorrow. The ethereal glow in her eyes dimmed as her hands dropped to her side. "What are you saying, my love? Have you forgotten your memory? Or... is this the emperor's order? Or the empress dowager's orders?" she questioned, the sadness evident in her voice.
"I said what I had to say. No one can order me around," Allen responded firmly, his words cutting through the eerie atmosphere.
The emotional turmoil within Mei Ling clashed with Allen's steadfast resolve, creating a tense moment in the ancient chamber.The spectral figure of Mei Ling, caught between the echoes of the past and the present reality, seemed suspended in a time-warp of conflicting emotions.
"But if you were someone else, why would you come here?" Mei Ling questioned, her brows furrowed in confusion and frustration.
"I'm a passerby. An adventurer," Allen responded matter-of-factly, maintaining a stoic demeanor. The origin of this chapter's debut can be traced to N0v3l--B1n.
Allen's thoughts raced as he grappled with the unnerving reality unfolding before him. The situation had taken an unexpectedly sinister turn, and Mei Ling's intentions seemed more malevolent than ever. Yet, in the midst of the eerie laughter, Allen steeled himself for whatever confrontation lay ahead.
'Oh, my choice is right after all,' thought Allen. Relief washed over him as he pondered the potentially disastrous outcome of hugging Mei Ling.
The notion that the dark aura might have ensnared him, dragging him into the coffin, sent shivers down his spine. He bet it was a kind of "Sudden Death" type quest. One wrong choice, the player would be die. It was common in RPG, but not in VRMMORPG.
However, the victory of his choice was short-lived as a new dilemma presented itself. 'Okay, but the question now is, how to fix this?' Allen mulled over the situation. The encroaching black liquid posed a tangible threat, limiting his mobility and strategic options. Flying offered some respite, but the continuous flow of the ominous substance would eventually impede even that.
Mei Ling's voice, dripping with malevolence, shattered his contemplation. "Wake up, Your Majesty. Kill him for me," she commanded in a tone that resonated with dark authority. The echo of her words added a surreal layer to the already bizarre encounter.
Allen's eyes widened as he comprehend the severity of the situation. Mei Ling's call to an unseen force, perhaps the emperor, signaled an imminent threat. The prospect of facing two formidable foes heightened the stakes.
Awareness of his vulnerability intensified. The barrier confined him, the black liquid threatened to immobilize him, and Mei Ling's ominous invocation hinted at a forthcoming battle. Yet, amidst the challenges, a spark of determination flickered in Allen's eyes.
'Alright, time to figure this out,' he muttered under his breath.
At the same time, with a resounding thud, the lid crashed to the side, emphasizing its weight. From the confines of the coffin emerged an unsettling figure – a corpse, an undead puppet adorned in remnants of imperial opulence. The intricate clothing hinted at a regal past, now reduced to a mere vessel for Mei Ling's lingering fury and remorse.