Chapter 305 - 304: Who Are You Talking About?
Flying Eagle huddled in the corner, his body trembling uncontrollably, as if wanting to merge himself into the darkness.
The darkness enveloped the room, so thick it seemed tangible, almost suffocating.
In order to avoid it, he had specifically found a secluded place, not in his usual living area.
But this damn darkness seemed to have life, inch by inch eroding his mental defenses.
Suddenly, the room bore strange patterns, like ancient runes, flickering with eerie light, making one dizzy.
Flying Eagle noticed a strange monster appear in front of him.
The monster appeared without any sign, as if forcefully squeezed in from another dimension.
The room was full of its writhing tentacles.
Those tentacles were like giant pythons, twisting wantonly in the darkness, emitting a creepy "sizzling" sound wherever they passed.
With a bit of light shining through, Flying Eagle then saw that what was in front of him was a giant octopus, full of eyes.
The eyes were densely packed, each one flickering with an evil light, as if aiming to see through Flying Eagle’s soul.
Cold sweat poured out, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, but he remained motionless.
"Match rate is one hundred percent, truly a perfect devouring target." The voice of the octopus monster sounded as if coming from Hell, filled with endless greed and wickedness.
"Haven’t arranged the levels yet." The octopus monster laughed wildly, brazen and arrogant.
The laughter echoed in the cramped space, making Flying Eagle’s eardrums buzz.
"So many foolish humans, who taught you not to even set an exit?"
If there was an exit, it would take some effort to devour Flying Eagle, but without an exit, devouring his dungeon inheritance would be just a one-bite matter.
Its laughter grew louder and louder, causing the entire room to tremble along with its laughter.
Flying Eagle felt bitterness in his heart; he had guarded against so many people within his territory and against outsiders.
He had even deliberately hidden himself.
Unexpectedly, he was directly found by this Evil Spirit Lord.
At this moment, there’s only one thought in his mind; had he known earlier, he would have committed suicide, leaving his territory to others, at least adding a door, making a small contribution to humanity before dying.
But now it’s too late to say these things.
"Beep beep—" A notification sound came from the phone beside him.
In this room filled with the breath of death, this sound appeared so abrupt.
He glanced at the screen, where words flashed by.
Before he could read the words, he saw the familiar avatar.
It was sent by his daughter.
[Dad, we’re coming soon, bringing Jiang Che along, are things okay there?]
Seeing these words, Flying Eagle suddenly smiled.
There were not many things he sought in his life.
One was his daughter’s happiness and joy.
He has been trying hard to live, also wanting to live to protect his daughter.
Whether he was establishing his own force or anything else.
All were named after his daughter.
He picked up his phone in front of the octopus monster.
Looking at the words above, he grinned.
That smile carried resolute determination and fearlessness.
"I’m still fine, you don’t need to come over." His fingers were calm and quickly tapping the screen.
"Nothing is happening here."
"Your dad has hidden well, even if the evil spirit wants to come, it has to find me first, right?" Flying Eagle joked lightly, but at this moment, facing the evil spirit, the determination in his eyes became more apparent.
At this moment, the octopus monster only felt the man’s aura in front of it change.
The fear that had originally surrounded him receded like the tide, replaced by a kind of resolution and fearlessness.
"Interesting, not afraid suddenly?" it wondered, looking at the man in front of it.
The countless eyes turned in unison, fixating on Flying Eagle, trying to see through his thoughts.
Since seeing the phone, the middle-aged man stood up from the ground, occasionally looking at the messages above, smiling as he replied.
His spine straightened like a ramrod.
Flying Tiger saw the message her father replied.
She frowned, her heart anxious.
She felt her father had not yet realized the gravity of the situation.
Dad certainly thought he hid well and wouldn’t be discovered.
[Dad, then you hide, we’re coming soon.] Flying Tiger typed quickly.
Flying Eagle glanced at the message above, exhaled a long sigh.
He clearly knew, by the time his daughter came again, he would probably already be a corpse.
"If you encounter the Evil Spirit Lord, let him try reporting my name." Ding Ning was beside her, her voice clear and resolute, carrying an undeniable momentum.
Flying Tiger paused, then rejoiced.
She hurriedly dialed a call, but the moment it connected, it was hung up by the other party.
Flying Tiger was disoriented, why did dad hang up her call?
In an instant, it seemed she realized something.
Her fingers moved quickly.
"Dad, if you encounter the Evil Spirit Lord now, just report Ding Ning’s name, that’s Jiang Che’s wife."
"Also Lord of Dungeon 9."
Flying Eagle saw his father hang up, felt something amiss.
An ominous premonition surged in her heart, the veins on her forehead popped out, her hand gripping the phone till her knuckles turned white.
"What’s there to fear?" Flying Eagle looked at the monster before him.
"Only death." he scoffed.
"Interesting, truly interesting." The octopus monster observed the man before it, the countless eyes flashing with a strange glow.
It did not hurry to act, because it did not believe anyone could save Flying Eagle from its grasp now.
In its view, this was merely a cat-and-mouse game, and it was the one controlling the situation.
Among humans, there are no characters at the Lord level.
Flying Eagle smiled faintly.
What he had always wanted was his daughter’s safety, but just now he suddenly realized, even without him, someone would still protect her well.
With that thought, the worries in his heart also seemed to lighten somewhat.
As for Jiang Che, he couldn’t quite articulate his feelings toward him.
He had heard his daughter speak of some incidents, said Jiang Che and the evil spirits had acknowledged kinship.
It was only just now did he know, Jiang Che’s kin, that so-called wife, turned out to be this level of evil spirit.
The main point is, whether Jiang Che or the evil spirit, both valued this relationship significantly.
Given this, Jiang Che would also be very good to the people around him, even if they were merely friends.
His daughter should be considered a friend by Jiang Che, shouldn’t she?
"Someone just told me, that if I report one name, you’d let me go," Flying Eagle chuckled softly, wanting to tease the evil spirit in front.
"Ha, who has the qualification?" The octopus evil spirit laughed as well.
Its immense body trembled slightly, emitting a creepy laugh.
"Seems to be the Lord of Territory 9, I’m from her side."