【Interstellar Contract Magician】Ruyuanke

Chapter 163 [Empire] I am Lingzhi, I am who I am!

I seemed to see a beating heart again.

I don't know how or what it is.

A heart hung high in the air, beating violently.

Like a frantically beating war drum, each contraction and expansion unleashed a powerful force. The sound was as deafening as thunder, a cry from despair. Every beat carried a desperate frenzy, and the blood vessels trembled violently with the heart's frantic throbbing like strings on the verge of bursting.

Each contraction was like the slam of a hammer, emitting a dull and shocking sound that echoed in the silent void. As the beating intensified, the air around the heart seemed to be scorched and distorted.

I can’t see clearly in front of me.

It's like this again. Yes, I'm too lazy to call this a symptom now...

Run! Keep running! Don’t look back! Absolutely don’t look back!

Run! Run with all your might! If you don't want to lose anything, run with all your might!

My vision was a sea of ​​blood-red, like an old, first-person monochrome film. Shades of red whizzed by, and I couldn't even feel my legs running. Everything felt like a dream, so unreal. In my world, only a heart remained, and those shades of red... Oh, right, before, it was just red, but this time, there was also a heart.

Heart? I wonder what that is.

But my brain seemed to have stopped working a long time ago.

thump! thump!

A huge shadow appeared before my eyes.

That is……

I opened my eyes wide, trying hard to see clearly, but I couldn't.

Something was approaching quickly. What was it? What was it? What was it...

My eyes widened instantly, and my vision finally managed to focus.

Blood!

is blood!

Luo Xun's still thin body was pierced through by the branch.

And that branch, I remembered, it was the one that came at me so quickly just now, I didn't see it clearly...

Luo Xun...!

My vision was taken away again. I even felt like I no longer existed.

Veins bulged on the surface of the heart, like a winding angry dragon, and the dark red light flickered.

It was like a vortex, madly sucking in everything around it... my sight... my thoughts... my breath... everything... swallowing... swallowing...

It erupted with even greater force, releasing the tearing and plundering power.

The heart pumped blood frantically, but its edges twitched constantly, something trembling, trembling madly and uncontrollably... something mixed with something else flowing down. Trembling.

The heart hanging in the air beat more and more violently, like a fireball about to explode.

Its rhythm has lost its regularity. Sometimes it is so fast that it makes people breathless, and sometimes it pauses briefly, as if it is hovering on the edge of life and death.

I suddenly felt an urge to burst into tears.

I want to scream! I just want to scream. But right now, I can't even feel my breath.

Nothing. Nothing.

I looked at my heart. It beat with a frenzy bordering on despair. Each violent contraction seemed to tear itself apart. The sound it emitted was like the roar of a wild beast, a desperate roar from the depths of hell. The edges of the heart twitched and spasmed constantly, and in its center, I seemed to see a miniature of myself.

I can't tell whether it's mine or Yang Ruyuan's.

But she was beating violently. Beating, as if she were the core of that heart. And the heart controlled the world, the entire world...

The heart, as if possessed by a demon, lashed frantically at the void. Each beat was like a hammer striking steel, emitting a deafening roar. Countless tiny cracks appeared on the surface of the heart, like porcelain about to shatter...

Howl! Howl!

Its rhythm had reached an extreme state of chaos, sometimes resonating like a series of explosives, sometimes falling into a deathly silence. A moment later, it began to beat madly again. A dark red liquid continuously oozed from its edges, like the blood and tears of life.

I seem to see clearly.

The girl in my heart is not me.

It was a young girl with long, slightly wavy hair. Her face was covered in tears, her lips were crimson purple, and she was trembling, uncontrollably, trembling almost in sync with her heart.

She was crying, her eyes fixed on me, a look I couldn't understand. I couldn't understand any of this.

The surrounding void seemed to tremble under this tragic beating, as if it was afraid of this desperate heart. Like a trapped beast in a desperate situation...

The girl's expression also turned into loud sobbing. She clasped her hands in front of her, as if praying. She sobbed and prayed. Her whole body was shaking violently. And I, from the girl's bloody sobs, understood something.

Yang Ruyuan, that was the Yang Ruyuan of the past. Or rather, that was the Yang Ruyuan of the past and the present. A miniature of the Yang Ruyuan of the past, and the only remaining miniature of the Yang Ruyuan of the present. Perhaps, this was the last Yang Ruyuan left in this world...

Now, she probably can't exist...

I walked towards her, towards that heart.

thump! thump!

For the first time, I felt heartbreak from the sound of my heartbeat.

thump! thump!

The trembling sound that seemed to echo in the air was like weeping.

thump! thump!

The girl opened her mouth wide and seemed to be roaring at me while crying.

Intruder! Intruder! Imposter! Imposter! You! ... What gives you the right?!

You took everything from me! You even got that person's love! Why did you do that?! Why did you do that?

That'smine!

That'smine!

Why do you do that? Why do you do that?

I actually found it a little ridiculous. Yes, why should I?

Everything I have now seems to be in some way connected to Yang Ruyuan. Those in the Alliance, those in the Empire. Even the green ivy on my wrist... was once a plant in Yang Ruyuan's rental apartment...

What, it's mine?

I thought of those three flower buds with a certain absurdity. Those three flower buds branded with the mark of sacrifice...

No... No... That's not it...

not like this.

I am also part of all of this!

I was also among those in the Alliance! After coming to the Empire, it’s all me, only me!

I nurtured Luluo. All the verbal and physical interactions with Ye Qing, and the person who built the relationship with Ye Qing, were all me. It was me in the past, it is me now, and it will only be me in the future.

I am who I am. I am not Yang Ruyuan. My name is not Yang Ruyuan! My name is Lingzhi!

I am not someone's successor, nor am I someone's substitute, nor am I someone's offspring or daughter. I am who I am, I am Lingzhi, I am who I am!