Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 265 Running in the Dark (4K)
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what happened?
Herbert's heart leaped.

dong dong!

There were no signs, no alertness in my heart.

In just a moment, Herbert's eyes fell into darkness.

"what is happening?"

The last second, he was still in the sanctuary filled with countless glories.

The next second, countless darkness instantly swallowed him up.

Everything around was plunged into endless darkness and vision was completely blocked, as if one had fallen into a black box without a trace of light.

No.

not only that.

It's not just the light, at this moment, he can no longer sense anything in the outside world.

All connections with the outside world were cut off.

Hearing, smell, vision, taste, touch...all gone.

When the five senses are forcibly deprived, the first reaction of a normal person is panic.

The five senses are important ways for people to perceive the outside world, interact with the surrounding environment, and confirm their own existence.

Once deprived, everything in the outside world becomes unknowable and unfeelable.

Herbert wanted to shout, but no sound came out after his lips and teeth opened and closed.

"..."

It was as if he was thrown into a space of eternal silence, quietly awaiting his final demise.

Herbert's heart couldn't help but speed up at the thought of this situation.

dong dong!dong dong!
However, at this critical moment, Herbert quickly calmed down after realizing the situation.

He couldn't speak, couldn't hear, couldn't see... He seemed to have completely lost the basic functions of a human being.

But at this moment, Herbert calmed down and slowly asked the existence deep in his heart.

"Nenasha, are you still there?"

The god didn't respond.

No one in the consciousness space responded to him.

He was abandoned.

Abandoned by the whole world!

Now it seems that the worst has come.

However, Herbert was greatly relieved when he did not receive a response from Nenasha.

Although he has been forcibly deprived of his five senses and has entered a vegetative state, his situation is extremely bad.

However, if the situation is so bad that even Nenasha is not here, then it can only prove one thing...

"This is indeed an illusion."

Herbert felt the darkness eroding him, and he completely relaxed.

Hi!
I thought something really happened.

Turns out you're just playing a joke on me again!

Herbert didn't know why Lucille did this, but he knew that she was doomed to miscalculate.

Lucier had planned everything, but he could not have expected that there was another person hidden deep in Herbert's heart.

A mysterious being that was far stronger than him, but did not try to devour him.

The absence of Nenasha proved that the darkness before his eyes was just an illusion directed at Herbert himself.

No matter how scary everything looks, it is not real.

As he thought about this, Herbert suddenly realized that some of his senses had returned.

He could feel his hands and feet.

"Hmm? In that case, that means..."

Herbert clenched his fist and inferred his current state from the strength feedback from his palm.

There is no weakness and the body functions normally.

I touched the body but found no injuries.

"Haha, if that's the case."

Since he couldn't see it, Herbert simply closed his eyes.

He closed his eyes tightly and took steps forward based on his feeling.

It was a bit slow at the beginning, walking slowly and tentatively.

But soon, he became more and more confident and gradually quickened his pace.

From walking, to pacing, and finally to running.

Herbert closed his eyes tightly and ran wildly.

Hey.

At some point, he suddenly heard a voice.

Da da da……

Those were the sounds of his own footsteps.

But Herbert still didn't stop and continued running wildly.

He didn't know what he would encounter ahead. Every step was full of unknowns and dangers, and his feet kept moving forward in the darkness.

Herbert did not know how long he had been running.

He just counted his steps silently, closed his eyes and kept running.

One thousandth step.

Gradually, Herbert felt as if he had returned to the time when he was still an ordinary person.

The extraordinary power in him gradually faded away, leaving only a fragile body supporting him.

No, maybe even weaker than that.

Two thousandth step.

The pounding heartbeat echoed in his ears, cheering him on like a war drum.

The third thousandth step.

Sweat soaked his clothes and his breathing became rapid and heavy.

Four thousandth step.

Herbert's body became heavier and heavier, his legs felt like they were filled with lead, and every step he took required all his strength.

Boom, boom...boom.

However, Herbert never stopped.

Five thousand steps.

Herbert's pace became slower and slower, and his walking became more and more difficult and painful.

Six thousandth step.

Nothing happened.

Herbert's vision seemed to return.

But he didn't open his eyes and kept walking.

He ran even slower and slower, and it felt more like a staggering walk than a run.

The seven thousandth step!

Herbert fell for the first time.

He was not tripped by anything, but his feet just became weak and he fell heavily to the ground.

This time, Herbert fell hard, but he just stood up, took a breath, and continued walking.

The eight thousandth step.

For the first time Herbert paused.

He fell down again.

But this time, Herbert did not get up immediately, but lay lazily on the ground, enjoying this moment of peace.

Sweat flowed down from his body, wetting the ground beneath him.

He collapsed on the spot like a salted fish, breathing heavily.

My lungs had already felt like they were bursting, and were pumping like an old bellows.

His mouth wasn't dry, and the moist liquid made him feel a little better.

"Ha ha……"

Herbert lay on the ground, panting for a long time, then slowly got up.

He is too tired.

When he stood up, he had to support his knees with both hands, and his body was shaking violently, and he could only stand up with great difficulty.

After he stood up straight, he staggered back and forth and almost fell, so he sat back down again.

"Hahaha."

After he stood firmly, Herbert couldn't help laughing twice.

He could already hear and speak.

Herbert could have asked Lucille why she treated him like this, or even humbly begged her to let him go.

But he didn't.

He didn't ask.

Herbert was extremely arrogant at heart.

He has his own pride and persistence.

Since you don't say it, I won't ask.

This is a challenge for me, right?
Row.

I'll show you!
Regardless of the other party's purpose, since Nenasha did not intervene, there was probably no danger... and there might even be benefits to be gained.

"Oh, even if there is no benefit, I will finish this journey."

He took a deep breath, swallowed the saliva in his mouth, and strode forward. Dong...

thump...

Boom!
Step by step, stumbling, moving forward.

Starting from the 8,000th step, Herbert had completely reached the stage where he had to rely on willpower to hold on.

One thousand steps takes longer than the previous eight thousand steps combined.

thump.

The...nine thousandth step.

When the nine thousandth heavy step was taken, Herbert frowned and he felt the taste of rust in his mouth.

The sense of taste returned.

The liquid in his mouth was not saliva, but blood that he had coughed up at some point.

"……Ah."

Goo!
He swallowed hard, then continued forward.

One foot deep, one foot shallow.

After walking for a while, Herbert suddenly felt as if he had broken through a thin membrane.

In an instant, everything became different again.

The bloody taste in my mouth disappeared!
"Ok?"

The sudden change almost made Herbert fall, but his right foot stretched forward and stepped hard on the ground.

Boom!
He felt the strength returning to his body again.

His back, which was bent due to pain and fatigue, gradually straightened, and his steps became more and more powerful.

He had the strength to run again!
"..."

Herbert frowned in silence, all his previous feelings were just illusions.

Without thinking for long, he continued walking.

Da da da……

The easy pace is the same as when you first took your first step.

The 10,000th step.

As Herbert strolled down his thousandth step, the last of his senses returned.

His sense of smell returned.

At the same moment, Herbert smelled the scent.

It is a somewhat strange, faint fragrance that is almost imperceptible.

That faint scent, like a gentle breeze, quietly penetrated into his nostrils and then slowly diffused in his mind.

The aroma made Herbert involuntarily think of many things.

It’s like a flower with dew in the morning, or like the mist in a quiet forest in the distance. Or maybe you have already forgotten it, but it is still hidden in a beautiful moment deep in your memory.

peaceful.

After smelling this scent, Herbert's tired soul instantly became peaceful.

The fragrance was like a gentle hand, gently caressing every wrinkle of his soul, smoothing out all the fatigue, anxiety and uneasiness one by one.

But Herbert was not completely enthralled.

Because the most important point is that Herbert can clearly feel that the source of the fragrance is just ahead.

No.

She is right in front.

She is so close!
thump.

Herbert tapped his toes and slammed the brakes on the car.

She's right in front of me!
As long as I open my eyes, I can see her.

Seeing the culprit who forced the trial on him without any explanation.

That powerful fallen angel.

Do you really want to open your eyes?
Are you really ready to face her?

What will you face?
Malice? bona fide?
The boy was silent for a moment, then the corners of his mouth curled up slightly and he smiled self-deprecatingly.

"……Ah."

After staying in the dark for too long, I actually became timid.

"Really? What's the point of getting hung up on this? Does it make any difference?"

No.

No matter what Lucille thought, she couldn't change it.

This is the third precept place.

I am the warden.

I am the one in charge here!
Herbert didn't hesitate any longer. He just opened his eyes and looked forward calmly.

And just as Herbert opened his eyes, he vaguely heard a sound of breaking.

click!
It was as if the barrier over his soul was completely shattered.

His will broke through the layers of darkness, and finally allowed the light to shine on him again.

When the light returned to my eyes, that moment seemed so long.

It was like returning to the world from hell, like thousands of years were condensed into an instant.

The tension that had been tense in the darkness for a long time was finally released.

[“Congratulations~”]

And, a long-lost noisy whisper.

[“Ahahaha~ My dearest, bravest, most lovely ally! You really did it! You didn’t disappoint me~”]

[“You have successfully held on to your soul in the endless darkness and have not been assimilated by the darkness!”]

[“It’s really shocking!”]

Nenasha was unexpectedly excited and teased Herbert noisily:
[“You must be careful~ You must know that a soul of your quality can be directly transformed into a powerful demon even if it falls into the abyss now!”]

[“Hey, you better be careful! If you show off too much, you’ll be targeted by the evil gods! They…oh, I’m the evil god, so it’s okay~”]

"……hehe."

Nenasha's noise made Herbert's mouth curl up slightly and he shook his head gently.

Although he didn't know what this sudden trial meant to him, judging from His reaction, he should have gained a lot.

Guaranteed profit without loss.

But...haha.

After being in a trance for a while, Herbert gathered his attention and looked at the fallen angel who was kneeling on one knee with his head bowed respectfully in front of him.

He examined Lucier's attitude and said softly, "It seems that I won this time."

Yes, Herbert won.

He had survived the trials that Lucille had imposed on him.

"Well, you win."

Lucier did not raise his head, and said respectfully, "You have indeed exceeded my expectations. Not only did you pass the Dark Road, but you also only spent one percent of the time I expected."

"Your will is a hundred times stronger than I thought."

Herbert shook his head in disbelief at Lucier's flattery.

hundred times?
maybe.

The fact that he was able to wake up quickly was actually a bit of a trick, as he relied on Nenasha to determine his own condition.

"Let's not talk about that. Tell me, why did you do this?"

Even though he might have gained some benefits, Herbert didn't like the way she gave him this opportunity.

He hated forced love.

Especially this kind of forced love that comes without saying a word and starts from zero frames.

"You asked me why I did this... Haven't you noticed yet?"

Lucier raised his head and said softly:

"You have been imbued with His breath."

what?
Whose breath?

Herbert was about to speak, but at this moment, a cold feeling suddenly spread from his chest.

!!!

It was a chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, causing Herbert's body to tremble slightly.

"cough!?"

Herbert coughed and slowly lowered his head, with doubt and confusion flashing in his eyes.

I saw a cold black sword feather piercing straight through his chest from behind and out from the front.

Ok?
The sword feathers flashed with a cold light, and seemed to carry the breath of death. Blood slowly seeped out from the wound, staining his lapel red.

when?
The fallen angel who was in front of Herbert just now appeared silently behind him, and four arms gently embraced his body from behind.

The tall fallen angel hugged Herbert gently as if he was holding a child, and whispered in his ear in a gentle but undeniable voice:
"Please don't worry or resist. I'm just helping you get rid of Him."

Could you please tell me clearly who you are trying to get rid of?

Herbert wanted to struggle, but his consciousness gradually faded away again.

Before his consciousness disappeared, a thought flashed through Herbert's mind.

"damn it……"

"How can her embrace be so warm!"

as well as……

"damn it!"

"Again!!?"

"I don't want to sleep..."

Herbert's eyes went dark.

(End of this chapter)