MM Racing Chapter 231 Talking and Worms
Chapter 231 Talking and Worms
Chapter 231 Talking and Worms
"There's danger in that house!"
Lorne pointed to the house where Fors and Hugh lived, his tone grave.
Hugh is here right now. The one in that house must be Fors, right? Could it be—something happened to her?
Lorne's heart also tightened; Fors was, after all, one of his friends.
He glanced at Hugh beside him and noticed that her face was deathly pale and her eyes were filled with worry.
"Could it be—that's your home?" Lorne asked softly, deliberately bringing up the question.
"Are you sure something really happened in that house?" Hugh looked up at Lorne abruptly, his voice trembling slightly with anxiety.
"Um."
After receiving a positive reply, Hugh didn't hesitate at all and ran straight home!
Fors! Please don't let anything happen to you—she prayed desperately in her heart.
"Hey! Don't be so impulsive!"
Seeing Hugh rush out without a care, Lorne hurriedly followed.
Inside the room, Fors, who had been writing furiously at her desk, inspired by her pleasant meeting with her pen pal, suddenly frowned in pain. It was a full moon—she struggled to lift her head and look out the window.
The moonlight outside the window grew stronger and more crimson, and Fors's pain intensified, with fine beads of sweat seeping from his forehead.
thump!
She could no longer hold on and fell off the chair, her body twisting and struggling violently from the unbearable pain. The full moon's eating words came again!
"Great Steam—God of Machines—" "You are—the essence—the embodiment—"
With great difficulty, she recited the name of the deity she believed in, hoping to gain salvation through this.
However, none of this had any effect. Her suffering did not lessen; on the contrary, it intensified.
In the midst of her violent rolling and struggling, she accidentally knocked over the coffee table next to her. The sapphire fountain pen, which she regarded as a token of their love, also rolled to the ground.
No—no, please. That's very precious.
Fors struggled to reach out and grab it, but the excruciating pain prevented her from even raising her arm.
Her fingernails are growing strangely long! Her hair is growing wildly too!
She was writhing and rolling when she suddenly saw a piece of paper with words written in ancient Hermes.
Never mind! As long as it can save me, I'll accept it even if it's an evil god!
With all her might, she murmured in an extremely faint, almost inaudible voice:
"A fool who doesn't belong to this era—is he praying to me?"
Klein, who was in a tense standoff with Leonard, suddenly heard an extremely ethereal prayer.
In that split second when he was distracted!
Snapped!
A silver demon-hunting bullet grazed his forehead and flew past, nearly blowing his head off on the spot!
"Damn it!" Klein cursed.
Now is not the time to be careless! We'll deal with the prayers later!
Klein forcibly suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind and refocused all his attention on Leonard, who was closing in on him step by step.
Seeing his old teammate's relentless, fight-or-die attitude, he clenched his fists.
Leonard! Don't push me!
In terms of combat ability, the "Magician" is one of the top in the middle sequence!
Because the "evil god" they tried to contact was busy, the call could not be connected. Therefore, Fors's condition did not improve at all.
Damn it, even the evil god despises me and refuses to save me?
I don't want to lose control! I don't want to become a monster! My wonderful life has only just begun!
Fors used all her strength to try to get up from the ground.
But after barely managing to prop himself up, he completely lost his strength and collapsed heavily to the ground, landing squarely on the sapphire pen that had fallen to the ground!
Like most luxury items, the durability of this expensive pen is inversely proportional to its value.
Those luxurious materials simply couldn't withstand such repeated abuse; they broke in two.
No.-
Looking at the shattered "token of love" scattered on the ground, Fors let out a desperate cry.
She felt her sanity rapidly crumbling.
"Fors! Are you alright?!"
Hugh shouted as he burst through the door!
She entered the living room and immediately saw Fors lying on the floor, struggling in pain.
"Fors! Hang in there! I'm coming to help you!"
Hugh instinctively rushed forward.
But a hand suddenly grabbed her arm from behind.
"Don't go! It's dangerous!"
A restless spirit, a mutated body—clearly, she was about to lose control! Lorne immediately saw Fors's current state.
"No! She's my friend! I have to help her!" Hugh was so anxious he was almost crying, trying to break free from Lorne's grasp. "Is Hugh Hugh? Go! Get out of here! Don't worry about me!" Fors heard her friend's voice and weakly warned him with her remaining sanity.
"No! I will definitely save you!"
"That's right—purify!"
As if grasping at a last straw, Hugh turned around abruptly and pleaded, "Do you still have any of those purification talismans?"
Just like last time! Please, save her! I'll pay any price!
Lorne's Adam's apple bobbed. Reason told him that the spells of the "Sun" realm only had the function of exorcising evil. They should have no effect on this kind of loss of control that originated from himself.
However, Lorne simply couldn't bring himself to say "no" to a girl who was on the verge of despair.
"Please! Save her! I'll give you anything you want if you can save her!" Hugh pleaded incoherently as he struggled.
"Don't move!"
Lorne raised his voice, his tone extremely serious:
"I'll give it a try."
He took out a talisman from his pocket and activated it.
hum!
Warm, sacred sunlight instantly emerged, enveloping the entire living room.
"I hope—we won't attract people from the church here." Lorne sighed inwardly.
"what!"
However, the warm sunlight did not alleviate Fors's pain. On the contrary, it seemed to stimulate her, causing her to let out even more piercing screams.
"Her loss of control is strange; it seems rather unusual."
Lorne activated his "Spiritual Vision" and glanced at Fors, who was in pain.
He discovered that Fors's spirit seemed to be being eroded in some strange way.
"Fors—" As Hugh watched his friend gradually turn into a non-human form, a feeling of despair filled his eyes.
She hadn't felt this way in a long time. The last time she experienced this emotion was when her father passed away.
That time, she was powerless when faced with her father's departure.
And now, she is still powerless to help her friend who is about to die.
"Don't just stand there!"
Lorne's low shout pulled Hugh back to reality from despair.
"I'm here to rescue your friend! Go and keep an eye on things outside!"
"If the officials notice this, we'll all be in trouble!"
"I know, I know."
With a clear task and goal, Hugh seemed to have found his anchor again. He quickly composed himself, turned around, and rushed towards the door without hesitation.
Lorne watched Hugh's strong back and sighed inwardly.
well··.·
Out-of-control extraordinary individuals usually only have one outcome: they become monsters!
If it really comes to that, Hugh probably wouldn't be able to bring himself to kill his best friend.
Well then, I guess I'll have to do it myself.
After mentally preparing for the worst in an instant, Lorne focused all his attention on Fors, who was on the verge of collapse.
What should we do? Is there any way to save her?
Authentication glasses! Can you see anything with authentication glasses?
Lorne suddenly remembered his magical item.
It has no effect on ordinary people. However, an extraordinary person who is about to go out of control should—well, not be considered an ordinary person either.
Fors's spirit has been corrupted by some strange force. If we could find out the source of this corruption, we might be able to save her!
With no other option but to try, Lorne took out the monocle made of crystal from his pocket and put it on his right eye.
He looked again at Fors, who was in pain.
But everything in sight seemed unchanged.
"Still can't figure out the specific root cause?" This thought had just crossed his mind.
"what!"
Lorne almost fell over as he knelt down.
He heard the eating sound!
Countless unspeakable words of food flooded his mind like a burst dam!
"Depend on!"
Lorne immediately reached out and covered his ears tightly. However, this had no effect. The whispered words didn't enter through his hearing, but acted directly on his spirit, and even deeper within it!
Crimson moonlight streamed in through the window, enveloping the entire living room.
He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but the moment he met that ray of moonlight, he felt the voices he heard in his mind become clearer and more frantic!
A barely perceptible glint flashed across the surface of the monocle on his right eye.
"Help-"
"help..."
Is someone calling for help?
Lorne suddenly realized that he seemed to understand the true meaning behind those words!
"Breathe-"
On the other side, Fors, curled up on the ground, was panting heavily and miraculously regained a sliver of his sanity.
It seemed as if someone was helping her share that terrible pressure. She felt her spirit, which was on the verge of complete collapse, gradually calming down.
"Is it... over?"
She weakly raised her head and, through her blurry vision, saw a man crouching not far away.
"Who is he? And Hugh?"
The words in her mind had lessened, but not completely disappeared. Her mind was still in turmoil.
Lorne ran after them again, instinctively sensing an invasion from a higher level!
There seems to be something else mixed in with this food language! Something far beyond human imagination!
Something is looking for me!
A faint silver glint flashed deep within his pupils.
"Help me...don't save me."
"Help me—"
"don't want-"
The tone of his voice suddenly changed. It was like a schizophrenic patient fighting with both hands, each sentence expressing a completely opposite meaning.
"You want me to help you?! Tell me who you are and how you want me to help you!" Lorne roared.
"Click!"
A very faint, crisp sound!
A tiny crack suddenly appeared in the monocle on his right eye.
"No! If this continues, something terrible will definitely happen!"
His spiritual intuition was frantically warning him!
He himself will probably be fine.
But Hugh behind him, Fors in front of him, this house, and even the entire neighborhood will be in trouble!
Lorne recalled the terrifying, world-destroying lightning he had seen over that primitive island!
"Get out of here!" he roared at Fors, who was still stunned on the ground.
"What?" Fors was startled by the roar and looked blankly at Lorne, who was in pain. "What's wrong? Do you need...do you need help?"
Help me? I've become like this precisely because I tried to help you!
What to do?! Is there any way to shut this schizophrenic guy up? Lorne's brain was racing.
Wait! If I can't shut him up, I can at least not hear him!
He suddenly reached into his coat and touched the card with the 3 of diamonds!
To Fors's utter shock and disbelief, the man vanished into thin air without warning.
The crimson moonlight in the sky seemed to have dimmed somewhat.
Fors was consciously feeling the changes within himself, and the flood of words in his mind was slowly receding.
She herself seemed to have—made it through.
"How are you? Are you all alright?" Hugh, who had been anxiously waiting outside the door, rushed in when he heard no sound from inside.
She immediately spotted her friend, who, though disheveled, seemed to have recovered and was no longer mutating. Overjoyed, she exclaimed, "Fors! You're alright?! That's wonderful!"
"Yes, I'm fine!"
"And—what about that gentleman from before?"
"He—" Fors's face showed a hint of confusion, "He—disappeared?"
She briefly described the scene of Lorne suddenly disappearing into thin air.
"Disappeared?" Hugh paused for a moment, then guessed, "Could it be—he was also an extraordinary one who passed the 'Apprentice' pathway?"
Did you leave using teleportation?
"Maybe..." Fors said uncertainly.
Feed...
Hugh suddenly noticed a playing card on the floor that was faintly glowing.
"What is this? Did he leave it?" she asked, bending down to pick it up.
The moment her finger touched the card, hum!
The next second, Lorne, who had just disappeared, suddenly reappeared in front of them out of thin air.
"Huff... Huff... "
He was pale, supporting himself with one hand, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.
"My judgment was correct. The independent spaces within the cards do indeed have the effect of isolating the inside from the outside."
He looked up at Hugh and Fors, who were staring blankly and in shock, and forced a smile: "Hey, what's with those expressions? I just saved you."
"cough!"
Before he could finish speaking, Lorne suddenly coughed violently.
"Cough cough cough!"
"What's wrong with you?"
Seeing Lorne suddenly start coughing violently, Hugh asked with concern.
"I.."
Lorne wanted to say something more, but the monocle on his right eye suddenly fell off by itself with a "click".
"Oh ugh."
He suddenly let out a dry heave!
He spat out a worm with a completely transparent body and several transparent rings on its surface!
Lorne felt a lightness in his body and collapsed to the ground.