Dark Moon Era Chapter 383

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Do you want to be stronger?

 Do you yearn for invincible power?

 Do you want to stand on the top of the world, looking down at all of life and controlling their existence within your palms?

 If you desire power, give your everything to me and be one with me.

 You and I will be the closest partners in this world and the most loyal of friends.

 Come, give me your everything. Open up your heart, lower your guard and empty your mind.

 Come, fuse with me…

 At that very moment, Tang Ling's mind exploded with temptation. His only sanity told him that all the messages were from the so-called Demon Infant on his back.

 It could not speak, but the messages that it released into his mind were unusually tempting as it spoke to him in an unusually truthful and enchanting manner. There were a few times Tang Ling had the urge to say ‘yes'.

 In other people's eyes, Tang Ling's expression changed multiple times within a second and his gaze was turning muddier.

 “It's time for you to step in. You've crossed the line.” Ya bolted up.

 There were many terrifying beings in the Dream Domain and this Demon Infant on Tang Ling's back was indubitably one of them.

 Compared to other ferocious beings, its powers were nothing spectacular, but its abilities were disgustingly wicked. It should not be released on the current stage of the Dream Domain, and Tang Ling should not have encountered it.

 However, the world of the Dream Domain could be considered a self-developing entity from a certain aspect, and to achieve a certain purpose, one could even understand it as another reality.

 The price to pay in order to construct the Dream Domain was unimaginably high, but if one assumed that it was all just data and simulations, that assumption would be both a joke and a pitiful statement at the same time.

 Inside the Dream Domain, the ‘Past That Was Once Great', something that both Kun and Ya understood, a number of realities had been poured into the dream.

 The Dream Domain was a paradoxical existence, but discussing its complexity at the moment was meaningless. Ya knew very well from the bottom of his heart that no matter how long he had competed with Kun, it was just a little game between them.

 Even Ya would never want Tang Ling destroyed at this stage.

 However, compared to Ya's reeled faith, Kun did not move at all. That handsome face of his that could bewitch all life suddenly turned calm and cold as if he bottled his emotions up completely. The bewitching temperament was turned into a distant feeling.

 “I'm not interfering.” Three words came out of Kun's mouth although his eyes were glued to the screen, or more precisely, to Tang Ling.

 “Aren't you going to use your precious powers? Are you trying to save it for another day? I'm afraid there won't be one. Given Tang Ling's current level, he can never resist the temptation from that thing. Something went wrong in this world and gave birth to it…No, this street is under your jurisdiction. It's impossible for you not to know about it, yet you…” Up until this point, Ya shot Kun a complicated look.

 “I knew.” Kun was as calm as always.

 “I supposed that's right. You're the God of this world. Not only did you know it would be born, but you even knew when it was born. From the moment Tang Ling stepped into this world, you've already predicted the outcome, what are the odds of Tang Ling running into it,” Ya responded with a bitter expression.

 “No, I couldn't have predicted that. You know, the beings known as humans…their actions are the most unpredictable, even more so Tang Ling's.” Kun poured himself a glass of wine and took a sip.

 “So what?” Ya chuckled coldly.

 “What else? I've told you the answer a long time ago. This kid doesn't play by the rules.” Kun finished the wine in a single gulp.

 Was it really unpredictable? Was Tang Ling a person who did not play by the rules?

 No, Kun knew exactly what kind of person Tang Ling was, but as long as there was a chance, the kid would dance on blades and risk everything on the edge of death. How could he not have predicted it?

 “Fine. If you aren't going to interfere, I won't either. I won't waste my right to interfere with your Dream Domain and your Dream Seed.” Ya returned to his calm self.

 “Great.” Kun was calm throughout the conversation, he was almost expressionless.

 “We'll wait and see, but I won't be the one who regrets this in the end.” Ya was a little angry, but he looked at Kun with a meaningful gaze. “Have your deviations gone so far away from the tracks to the point that you view destruction as a game?”

 Kun did not answer. Instead, he revealed a smile, an unusual one.

 Do I want to be stronger? 

 Of course! That's what I've always wanted.

 Do I want to be invincible? 

 I don't know about that, but there have been times when I really wished that I was invincible.

 As far as I can remember, on that stormy night when my grandmother had let go of my hands, when my sister had been taken away from me, when Vian died in my arms…

 I yearned for power. I wanted to be invincible!

 Countless painful memories rumbled in Tang Ling's mind, causing him to groan in pain.

 Then, do you want to stand on the top of the world, looking down at all life and control them? Do you want to be in such a position?

 Tang Ling's expression continued to change repeatedly. His painful past stung and clutched his heart, making his heartbeats so vigorous that it startled the slumbering little seed.

 The little seed woke up when it sensed something in its presence and a fit of furious anger erupted from the little seed. It was the first time it expressed such strong emotions ever since it possessed a consciousness.

 ‘Go! Go! You, go away!' The little seed's voice was meek. Even though it was trying to expel the intruding presence, it did not sound fierce. Instead, it was like a kitten trying to become a tiger.

 What was the relationship between the little seed and Tang Ling?

 The little seed viewed Tang Ling as its father, and Tang Ling had coexisted with the little seed ever since he was young. The little seed was at the core of his heart, the most important organ of the body. How could his condition not affect the little seed's emotions?

 Tang Ling's right hand was slowly coming up.

 It had been over 10 seconds. The man with the blonde hair showed despair as he continued shouting something.

 Less than 500 meters away, the red-robed bishop also saw what happened in the yard. Filled with excitement, he trembled while his heart was screaming with joy, “Demon God! The Demon God is descending! It has made its choice. It made its rightful choice by itself!!”

 It was the will of the heavens! Not only has the Demon Infant descended, but even the Saint has also appeared in the area! The Fallen Star is coming back from the ashes!

 “Hurry! Go! We will be welcoming the greatest and the holiest event before our eyes! This cannot fail!” The red-robed bishop was so excited that his high-pitched voice sounded sharp and shaky. He waved both his hands before he shook the reins of his horse, galloping towards the yard.

 Smack!

 Tucked in the black glove, Tang Ling's right hand landed on the Demon Infant's head on his back. He looked like he was softly stroking the Demon Infant.

 On the opening of the Demon Infant's stomach, countless small tentacles came out. Some of them were stuck on Tang Ling's back but were unable to go deeper while some could not even get onto Tang Ling's skin.

 The tentacles were not hard and were quite soft. If Tang Ling's spirit maintained its cautious state and made his muscles tighten, these soft tentacles would never be able to pry into his defenses.

 However, despite being a newborn and malnourished, the Demon Infant possessed a powerful spirit similar to the mystical fox of the eastern legends or the succubus of the western legend. No man in this world could resist its spiritual temptation which was just a small part of what it could do.

 Could Tang Ling resist it? Tang Ling was not an excellencer with an outstanding spiritual level. He was not even a Rank 1 Purple Moon Warrior, so how resilient was his spirit?

 It was then that his eyes started to regain its clarity. His fingers on the Demon Infant's head started to squeeze.

 The Demon Infant shrieked powerfully, making Tang Ling's ears bleed. However, that did not stop Tang Ling from stripping it from his back and slamming it to the ground fiercely.

 Tang Ling had recovered more than half of his original strength, so how powerful was his strength now? One could simply imagine that it had the force of a few thousand kilograms.

 The ground cracked upon impact. Because the Demon Infant's body was tough, it did not die right away. It was still struggling in Tang Ling's hand, shrieking furiously.

 “No!” The red-robed bishop was drowned in despair.

 How is this possible? What happened?! How can the Saint resist the Demon Infant and even want to kill it? No, no, no, this must be an illusion. This isn't real!

 The man with the blonde hair could not believe what he saw either even though he was a few steps away from death.

 Tang Ling never cared about anyone's thoughts whenever he got mad, what more those of the people in the Dream Domain. He revealed an insulting smile as his hand clamped onto the Demon Infant's head. His other hand slowly grabbed its neck and twisted it strongly!

 Your tough exoskeleton might take me some time to destroy, but are your bones as tough?

 The answer was a solid no! The Demon Infant's neck was twisted! The shriek that failed to escape its mouth was forever stuck at its throat.

 “You annoying sh*t!” Tang Ling cursed resentfully, but he did not throw the dead body away. He quickly stuffed it into his stretchable backpack.

 There was no special reason for him to keep the dead body, but the little seed showed a keen desire for its body.

 “Why? How can you…?” The man in blonde hair mustered his strength to utter the questions.

 Why? It was simple! The little seed had woken up and its rage had smacked Tang Ling back to his senses. Tang Ling and the little seed's spirits had merged to resist the temptation from the Demon Infant.

 Besides that, there was also another important factor in play—deep in Tang Ling's heart, he did not care about the so-called highest position in the world at all.

 All he ever wanted was to gaze at a beautiful sunset while holding San San's hand, casually strolling back to his peaceful and warm home. His grandmother would inform him with a tender smile that his friends had come by and that it was time for dinner.

 He saw Yu, Orston, Vian, Ro Xin, Ro Li, even Boss Huang and the two little cute balls, Han Xing, and Higan who stood beside his grandmother with her hands behind her back. She would smile brightly at him brazenly and boldly.

 The house was filled with heartwarming dishes with an uplifting fragrance. Everyone was happy. That was all he wanted. It was good enough for him.

 Therefore, since the Demon Infant had provided him with the wrong temptation, should it not suffer the consequences?

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