How to describe that tone?

Soft, light and fluttering...

Let Lu Huaiqiu suddenly recall a dandelion that sways in the wind.

And to be honest, you are the one who needs protection the most, right!

Is it really good to say "Don't be afraid" so lightly?

[The deadly toxins cruising in the blood like dense tiny crawlers.]

【As like being imprisoned in a cage, madly trying to escape from the trapped beasts, they rushed around, trying to find their destination and destination…】

…

…

"It's fine……"

"Don't be afraid..."

"Starry's guardian is of course the best in the world..."

Tang Yusheng was still talking irrelevantly to himself.

Lu Huaiqiu's brain flew wildly, but he still couldn't imagine any way to reverse the current situation.

Time just flowed by minute by minute...

Until a voice that seemed to come from the abyss of hell—or originally from the abyss of hell—had suddenly sounded like an evil ghost—

"Are you desperate, little dear?"

Lu Huaiqiu subconsciously looked around, wanting to find the true source of the sound.

——And then he failed.

There is no other living creature in the depths of this silent and dead base except him and Tang Yusheng.

It was like this voice and that strange narration, which had always been rooted in his mind.

【Under the suppression of the Abyss Trolls’ realm.】

[All things have to be forced to listen to its voice.]

【It’s like forcibly blocking trash words in front of your ears and stuffing them desperately, but you don’t have the ability to resist at all.】

"No need to look for it anymore, little devil."

"It's me."

This time, Lu Huaiqiu finally heard it.

——That voice is the dreamer.

Perhaps because of the fusion with Claken, his voice was mixed with the former voice, so it seemed particularly creepy.

"The girl next to you."

"It must be very important to you, right?"

The dreamer seemed to say something playfully.

"……Um."

Lu Huaiqiu responded tentatively.

He wondered if the dreamer guy could hear his voice.

The result was exactly the same as he imagined.

It was probably just like the narrator said that he was now in the spiritual realm of Craken.

That is to say.

Now, he is probably already in Kraken's perception.

No matter what he is saying or even doing...

It is very likely that they are already under the surveillance of the latter.

“Hahahahaha——”

The dreamer's crazy laughter suddenly shook in Lu Huaiqiu's ears.

According to Lu Huaiqiu's years of experience in the dead house, if this perverted and out-of-control laughter appears in the anime, then most of them are basically symbols of blackening...

But he did not dare to copy this experience into a dreamer.

After all, he still hasn't figured out whether this guy is a human or a ghost. What's more, does this guy have the upper limit to continue to turn evil?

"Little Devil."

"Although I've never seen you before."

"But my hunch tells me."

"You must be very familiar with that guy named Lu Xingran, right?"

Dreamer continued in its hoarse and treacherous voice.

Lu Huaiqiu did not respond, but just listened quietly to it and continued to tell.

"It's been ten years, a full ten years."

"I still remember the appearance of that guy until now."

"You really look like him..."

"Not only the eyebrows and contours, but even the things hidden deep in the eyes are exactly the same..."

As he spoke, the dreamer's voice gradually paused.

Then he continued:

"but……"

"The reason I can't forget this guy over the years is because - he is the person I hate the most in this world!"

"What's wrong with him?" Lu Huaiqiu said carelessly.

"In that war ten years ago, the woman I loved the most - died under his knife."

The dreamer said in a deep voice, "But what did she do wrong?"

"You group of hunters always say that it is for justice and to protect the world..."

"But what's the good thing about them in this world?"

The dreamer suddenly laughed sickly again, "You see my ridiculous face, too?"

"From the first time I was born, I was locked in that small house that was always dark..."

"What wakes you up every day is not the kiss of your lover, but the cold surgical equipment, and the terrifying electrotherapy equipment that whips and sticks that whip you, insult you, and make you lose all your ability and desire to resist..."

"What did I do wrong again?"

"I just want to live well. Just because my parents are heretics, do I have to bear the full malice of this world?"

"I still remember that day..."

"It was a very bright morning. As usual, I was digging loaches with my friends in the field..."

"That was the happiest day we had, because the busy farming time was over, and there was no rough work for us to do."

"But that afternoon..."

"When we were still playing near the fields, I saw a large group of people wearing black windbreakers suddenly coming over and then broke into my house..."

"The rest of the people walked towards me..."

"At that time, I had a premonition that something was going on, but I was still young at that time and didn't know how to deal with such a situation..."

"When I realized it, the group of people had already controlled me and tied me up with sacks..."

"After I woke up in the end, my parents and I were taken to the cold cell..."

Listening to the dreamer's narrative, Lu Huaiqiu could probably guess what was going on.

When Lu Huaiqiu was young, he also heard of such a history from his father.

In that era, the power of the hunter organization had just been born and was in full swing.

At that time, the cohesion and organizational discipline of this organization were not very strong, so many times when hunters carried out hunting operations, they would not be too obsessed with humanitarianism.

For hunters, heresy is actually no different from terrorists.

Therefore, when dealing with these people who are seriously damaging social security, humanitarianism is often out of consideration.

even……

They will also adopt very tough and brutal means to suppress and attack the opponent.

Of course, those things happened in ancient times.
To be continued...