Lin Fang was lying on his bed when he heard a voice calling for him. Lin Fang remained motionless, his eyes still looking at the ceiling, but he wasn't. The voice continued to call him; it was becoming impatient as the time passed.
"Lin Fang, Lin Fang…" With each shout, the voice was becoming desperate. Suddenly, a girl wearing long black boots, her body draped in black from head to toe, appeared in the room.
She quickly came to Lin Fang, injecting some kind of strange silver substance into his body. As she looked at his wide-open eyes, his body temperature was dropping continuously.
Seeing the situation getting worse, she quickly took out her communicator and called someone.
"His condition is getting worse. I have already given him a dose of Substance Zero, but it didn't help at all."
"Take him with you and..." The voice from the other end, before being cut off in the middle.
The girl was shocked as she glanced at the door. A silver-haired man was standing there, a slight smile on his cold face, and Li Yun stood behind him.
"Well, you have been living with us for so long, don't you think it's time to introduce yourself properly?" The silver-haired man said, walking towards her with casual steps.
"You…" The Girl tried to say something, but her body felt freezing cold, her jaw freezing in the middle of a sentence.
The silver-haired man placed his hands on her, gently pulling her body closer into his embrace, slowly savouring the taste of her.
The girl's head seemed to freeze from the cold as she let him forcefully devour her. Her clothes fell apart as he advanced slowly, enjoying her body to the fullest. While Lin Fang remained unconscious, Li Yun simply watched everything play out.
Slowly, the girl started drying up, and youth vanished. She turned into piles of bone, even though her bones were lacking the lustre of life, like someone had sucked all minerals and protein within them.
It was a peaceful death for her, but the torment her body went through was hellish.
"What a sweet meal…" He muttered as he stood up, staring at the piles of bones.
After this, he walked towards Lin Fang.
"Hope you won't disappoint me, or my three years of efforts would all be in vain," He said, his cold fingers digging into Lin Fang's chest.
He didn't rush it; he slowed, his moment as his finger went into Lin Fang's chest.
This whole bloody sight was exposed in front of Li Yun, who was staring at them.
Just when his fingers touched Lin Fang's heart, something changed as an elusive figure of the silver-haired woman appeared behind him.
Her appearance seemed to make the time freeze; everything was still in its place. The woman didn't even give a single glance to the silver-haired man. In her eyes, there was only Lin Fang as she gently wrapped her arms around his cold body, vanishing from the world like an illusion.
The room became completely empty when the silver-haired man woke up; Lin Fang had vanished. A strange smile appeared on his lips as he glanced at the Blue Moon in the sky.
"What happened? Where is Lin Fang? Did you get whatever you wanted?" Li Yun asked, unaware of what had happened just now.
"Well, the plan needs to be changed because the gains were too high. Let's leave first." The silver-haired man said, giving a last glance to the moon before vanishing into Li Yun's shadow.
Far away from here, in an unknown forest. A silver flash of light appeared, and everything froze within a few-meter area. An unconscious man and an illusory woman appeared out of nowhere.
The woman's body was like a candle fire swaying with the wind. She grabbed the man's body as she smiled, trying to touch his face, only to find her hands passing through his body.
As she was sitting there blankly, suddenly footsteps rang in the air, and a person walked into the ice field within a green forest.
He was wearing a Black shirt and black jeans, his deep black eyes were the only things which can be considered out of the ordinary or else he was just like an ordinary good person from a soap opera.
She looked up at the man walking towards them and quickly said, "Lord, please save him."
"Save him… why…" the man said flatly.
The woman didn't say anything, just stared at him as her finger was dispersing with the wind and was becoming fainter. Her body was still wrapped around Lin Fang with her eyes on the man in front of her.
The man watched her for a bit before saying, "Do you know? what you doing, and what consciousness of your carelessness will be?"
The woman remained silent, her figure flickering like the last flames of candles.
As they were talking, the earth started to shake, and cracks appeared on the ground. The man stared at the sky, his figure vanished, and he appeared above the sky. There stood an old man with a long silver beard, who was almost like those heavenly demons. He had 6 Blood Horns above his head.
Seeing the black-shirted young man, the old man quickly bowed and said, "Greetings, my Lord."
"Leave, if you have nothing else to say," The black shirt man said while turning his back to him, ready to go back.
"Lord, the Mystic Queen had broken the rules, and she had fled to barren lands. We need to capture her, or the Royal Family will lose the trust of other demon races." The old man spoke in a serious voice.
The next second, the old man's right hand burst into the blood mist as he screamed out in pain, staring at the man heading back to the barren lands.
"No one is allowed to step into my place without my permission? As of the competition, it had nothing to do with me. If you couldn't maintain order." His words linger in the old man's head; his head remained down until the echo vanished.
His whole body was soaked in sweat, and his right hand was cut off. Though he wasn't carrying anger, but fear.
When he came back, the Mystic Queen was almost at her last breath, but she was only caring about Lin Fang, not herself.
The black shirt man didn't say anything, just stretching her hand and sucking the Mystic Queen's last bit of soul into his palm before squeezing his fist.
This didn't just happen here, but it was broadcast directly amongst all the demon races.
"You Guys move on to select the new Queen," The Voice of the black-shirted man rang through the galaxy, scaring away the many minor races. Even some high-ranking race faces weren't that good. But there were also some people who were very happy with this progression.
As the broadcast ended, the man opened his fist a small crescent moon-shaped silver piece appeared in his hands.