Chapter 559: Dean's Death
Translator: bingeants Editor: bingeants
It was as if 1000 years had passed.
And yet, as if only a split second had passed.
In the dark abyss, Haisha walked aimlessly forward, just walking, and there was no thought in her mind, empty, like a Zombie, until a burning sensation burned her whole body, waking a faint spark of consciousness in her numb mind.
In the silent and dark ice cave, Haisha's eyelashes quivered, and her eyes slowly opened to find that her surroundings were still dark. She raised her hand subconsciously to the source of the burning sensation, her abdomen. She was very familiar with this burning sensation, which was the feeling of hunger. The acid in her stomach was like the sea in storms, churning in her stomach and rubbing her stomach wall violently, making her feel a burning pain.
She felt that if it continued like this, her stomach would be digested by itself. When she was propping herself up, her palm touched a cluster of cold and sharp things. She turned her head to look and was taken aback.
It was a black-haired youth — Dean. At the moment, his body was covered with cold air, and his armor was covered by a thin layer of ice. The thing she had just touched was his hair. The soft black hair was now frozen solid like steel needles.
"I'm not dead?" Haisha was stunned. After she remembered what happened before her coma, she hurriedly stretched her hand out to support Dean, but as soon as she touched him, her fingertips were instinctively retracted. She felt a pricking pain in her fingertips as if it were bitten by a poisonous snake. A look of surprise crossed her face because even the ice could not give her such a piercing cold feeling.
Was his body temperature lower than ice?
Although she had not received such an education, she had been fighting different monsters on different environments for years and was confronted with all kinds of situations that made her understand that if the water temperature was lower than ice, it would freeze, which meant the blood in Dean's body was already frozen!
If the blood were frozen, could he still be alive?
Thinking of this, her face turned pale. She hurriedly reached out to touch the carotid artery on his neck. This was the best place to check whether he was dead, or it was only a suspended animation. However, Dean's carotid artery was not beating!
Dead?
Her palm trembled slightly, and she stared at him in a daze. She soon withdrew her gaze when she was becoming aware of the cold air that was coming from her surroundings. She looked around and was astonished. It was a sealed barrier made of ice.
She was surprised, and somewhat sorrowful. To her knowledge, ice would not condense so much even in the coldest day of the black snow season, not to mention that the black snow could not be mixed with each other to create ice. Only the Monastery's monks could borrow the force of nature. 1 It could be seen from the shape of this ice barrier that it was man-made. Obviously, this ice barrier was built by Dean.
Was he a monk from the Monastery?
She stared blankly for a while until she noticed there was a 7–8 meters long heat source passing by in the darkness. It seemed like the heat source was swimming in the air. Her eyes fell on the frozen water ahead, and she immediately understood what happened when she was in a coma, and also knew why there was an ice barrier.
All this was to isolate her blood smell!
She turned and looked at Dean. The expression on her face was a bit complicated.
Ka! Ka!
Suddenly, there were cracking sounds breaking the silence.
She was startled, and her first reaction was to look at the frozen water, but there was no monster underneath.
Ka! Ka!
She turned and looked at the source of the sound — Dean's left shoulder.
She quickly took off his shoulder guard, and her pupils shrank, dumbfounded.
Dean's left arm was completely frozen, and unlike transparent ice, it was white like snow. On this snow-white arm, she could see blue lines, which were the veins of his left arm!
The previous cracking sounds were coming from Dean's left shoulder. The cold air condensed on his left arm, and ice spikes slowly grew out of his shoulder and poked his shoulder guard, causing the cracking sounds.
"Frozen... Frozen Disease 2 !" Haisha gasped softly. She did not expect Dean to suffer from a terrible incurable disease. Moreover, it was the taboo disease in the legend.
"People with the Frozen Disease are more sensitive to temperature changes and most afraid of cold. For ordinary people, they'd suffer even if the temperature were only one or two degrees lower, but now this cave is twenty degrees lower." She bit her trembling lips, holding back the urge to cry. She could resist the temperature inside this ice barrier, but for Dean, it was impossible for him to resist the temperature even if his physique were much stronger. Nevertheless, he still chose to use this method that was the most unfavorable to himself, and strove for her life!
"Why, why are you so desperate to save me..." Her eyes glistened with tears, and her chest was tight. Even without her sister mischief, the result was still the same — the only person who was good to her was finally implicated by her.
Why?!
She gritted her teeth and tightened her hands into fists.
For a long time, there was only silence in the dark cave.
She gradually suppressed the grief in her heart. No matter how sad she was, it would always pass, perhaps she would forget, or perhaps she would remember.
She would just endure the pain in her heart and moved on, continuing her life, and day by day, the wound would slowly heal until it was forgotten.
This seemed to be the natural ability of human.
Tenacious — cruel.
Thinking of the injury on her body, she suddenly felt a little tired.
She silently touched her back, and the wound was cold, seemed to be healing.
She looked at the ice bed under her body and immediately understood. In this freezing temperature environment, the poison's spreading speed was much slower, so the immune system in her body could resist for a long time, gradually adapting and improving, until finally, she woke up.
The role of this ice barrier was not simply to block the smell of her blood, but to suppress the poison in her body — killing two birds with one stone! But it was not easy to think of such a method, not to mention it might not be possible to implement this in such a desolate world outside the wall. Even if she did not see the process, she knew Dean spent painstaking effort and a great deal of energy to build this ice barrier.
She bit her lips and got off the ice bed, then lifted Dean's body and laid him flat on the ice bed. Dean's body, however, was completely frozen and still maintained his previous posture.