Sharing Memories With Two Girls

Chapter 67 Hajime's Struggle

Go back a little to the past on Hajime's side.

I kneeled on the ground and watched Uncle Hao slowly walk towards me from the dark mist.

Vitality was indeed Uncle Hao drained quickly, but before he was swallowed by the black fog, he had enough time to kill me.

When he was two steps away from me, Uncle Hao stretched out his hand in front of me, straight down my throat quickly.

But being tormented by the black fog, I no longer had the strength to swing a sword. So I could only hold the sword horizontally, blocking Uncle Hao's sharp claws in front of me.

[No, I have to run.]

I came to this conclusion when I fought with Uncle Hao in this condition.

I recklessly am not Uncle Hao's opponent at all, the only way is as long as possible to buy time and let the black fog swallow him.

After making up my mind, I unleashed my strength, pulled out my long sword, and took a few steps back.

Seeing me retreating, Uncle Hao chased after me, swung his right arm and tried to grab my head.

Uncle Hao's movements were much faster than mine, and I couldn't escape at all.

There was no other way, he was just focused on using his strength to fight. There was nothing I could do about it, and I had to use most of my strength to keep my body from being destroyed.

I placed the sword on my left forehead, trying to use the impact of Uncle Hao's attack to push myself away.

However, Uncle Hao had seen through my mind, and while chanting his right hand, his left hand pierced his neck.

[Damn..!]

I wasn't ready, I ended up being captured by Uncle Hao.

Uncle Hao smiled grimly, grabbed my neck, and lifted it off the ground.

"I'm giving you a chance. Since you want to die so badly, I will fulfill your wish.” After speaking, Uncle Hao gradually squeezed my neck and gripped even stronger and stronger.

[I. will die, die!] The fear of death is in my heart.

I almost instinctively raised the long sword in my left hand and continued to stab Uncle Hao's burly arm. However, due to the severe hypoxia, I was unable to exert any strength at all, and the long sword slashed at Uncle Hao's body without leaving a trace.

(Hypoxia: The absence of enough oxygen in the body to maintain bodily functions.)

The more I struggled, the more ferocious Uncle Hao's eyes were, the power in his hands became stronger and stronger, and I could even hear the sound of bones being crushed.

I now completely lost my oxygen supply, my hands drooped weakly, and my consciousness began to gradually disappear.

Linea and Naila, they are both outside of the black fog, and cannot help me at all at this time. And the two of them were also at a critical moment, and they didn't have time to help me.

[I can't die now..! I haven't even officially confessed to the two of them yet.]

Before being strangled to death, I made a final struggle, exhausted my last strength, grabbed the long sword and stabbed Uncle Hao again.

However, it was still the same, I couldn't even hurt his skin, Uncle Hao stood there motionlessly, my final struggle only ended as a joke.

[Winning, Naila! I love.] There is no regret in death.

That's a sentence putting up a death flag you said, I'll put up a flag. I don't care anymore.

Linea scolded me and interrupted me with noisy brainwaves so I wouldn't finish my sentence.

[Linea's heart! Behind you, he's not dead.]

Linea turned off the laser shooter at this critical moment, and I saw through her perimeter vision that the android laser weapon had been aimed at her.

Linea, of course, noticed the android's movements, but she did not dodge and tilt the stabilizer. And the position where the laser diverged was exactly at the location where Uncle Hao was standing.

At the last moment when I was about to die from hypoxia, a beam of light pierced through Uncle Hao's body.

“Argh....!!”

Uncle Hao, who was severely injured, looked at me in annoyance, but he was unable to exert any strength in his hands, so he could only see himself being swallowed by the black fog.

When I fell back to the ground, Linea also fell hard.

[Linea.] Looking at the long sword in my hand, I suddenly had thoughts of suicide.

Linea sacrificed herself to save me, guilt and reluctance hit my brain nerves together, urging me to stick my long sword into my body.

[Hajim! Linea is not dead!] If Naila hadn't reminded me in time, I might have done something stupid.

[Really? You're right, he's alive. Thankfully.] I closed my mouth, tears falling to the ground.

Dry my tears, stabilize my emotions, and get on with my business. The golden bowl has reached the limit of strength, and I must complete the channeling of the energy waves as soon as possible.

When I walked into the golden bowl, I put the handle of the long sword into the golden bowl, and the body of the sword was heated by the specks of light, and became red hot.

I pointed the tip of the sword into the eye sockets, I hesitated for a moment.

Piercing from the eye sockets, although one of my eyes will disappear, but it can pass through a hard skull and reduce the occurrence of deadly accidents. Sounds easy, but it's hard to do.

My biological instinct refuses to do self-mutilation. My hands trembled as I saw the tip of the sword pointing straight into my eyes, the longer I looked at the tip of the long sword the more I hesitated.

[Isn't that just sacrificing the eyes? What's problem.]

Thinking of Linea and Naila, I gulped and gnashed my teeth, then banged my head forward forcefully, thrusting the long sword straight into my brain.

Immediately a large amount of energy quickly entered my brain along that long sword.

The feeling of being crushed by the energy, was more painful than the pain when it was pierced by the sword.

If the level of pain from a kicked male egg is likened to pulling a hair from the body, then the current pain can be likened to when all the hair on the body is pulled simultaneously.

Miraculously, I kept gritting my teeth, and did not let go of the long sword I was holding because of the pain.

Thanks to the pain we experienced when the three of us shared memories the first time, my pain tolerance had reached an unimaginable level, and this annoying pain was nowhere near my limit.

Energy was building up in my brain, and some very unstable clumps of energy were gushing around trying to find a way out.

[Damn it, it doesn't work at all, the brain is what the transmitter is, it's all a lie.]

Great energy flows into my brain continuously, not into other worlds as the android says. If it continues like this, sooner or later my body will explode, I doubt the android is fooling us now.

[Damn…! How's this.]