bigabreads Chapter 521 Lord of the Plague
Chapter 521 Lord of the Plague
Xu Si stood still, his foot, which had been about to step forward, dangling in mid-air, as if nailed down by something.
He didn't know what to say.
He had imagined many scenarios of Jiao Jiao waking up.
Perhaps she will cry, perhaps she will laugh, perhaps she will throw herself into his arms, perhaps she will ask him why it took him so long to come and save her.
He never imagined that her first words after waking up would be, "Where's some good food?"
Wanliuchun chuckled softly, lightly tapping her bare feet in mid-air, and floated to Jiao Jiao's side. Her amber eyes looked her up and down as if examining a novel artifact.
"Hello, your name is Jiao Jiao, right?" Wan Liuchun tried to salvage the almost-broken reunion.
"What is your relationship with Red Hair?" Jiao Jiao clearly hadn't realized that she had been resurrected or, as Wang Yanhua said, that some of her memories were missing.
Judging from her current behavior, Xu Si felt that she seemed unaware of what she had been through.
It was all like a dream, and when she woke up, she didn't even know what the dream was about.
However, upon hearing those two words, Xu Si was certain that Jiao Jiao had truly returned.
"How about we go outside and talk?" Wang Yanhua suggested, feeling rather uncomfortable being in an unfamiliar place and being controlled by others.
"Huh? What are you doing here, you silly boy?" Jiao Jiao only noticed Wang Yanhua, who seemed a little unsteady, at this moment.
"What the hell?" Wang Yanhua's soul visibly stiffened, and his two bright eyes flickered violently.
"If it weren't for me, you'd still be counting window ridges in this godforsaken place!"
Jiao Jiao blinked, her gray-black eyes filled with confusion.
Wan Liuchun's gaze, however, turned somewhat dangerously toward Wang Yanhua.
"That's not what I meant!" Wang Yanhua immediately explained.
Xu Si's gaze remained fixed on Jiao Jiao.
"Do you remember what we exchanged for the first time?" Xu Si asked, wanting to confirm whether Jiao Jiao had been usurped.
"Backpack! Why are you asking about that?" Jiao Jiao began to look around the space, focusing more on Wan Liuchun.
"Do you remember what happened?" Xu Si asked again.
Jiao Jiao tilted her head and thought about it seriously.
"What happened?" she asked.
Xu Si's expression darkened.
That's good, at least it won't be so awkward for either of them.
"Take a look at that strange object called the 'Source of Plague.' Can you control it?"
Xu Si felt it would be best to sacrifice the source of the plague, but his concerns could not be dispelled.
Therefore, if Jiao Jiao could completely control this strange object, Xu Si felt that it might not be the best choice.
"Huh? You gave it to me? But why such a strange name?"
Jiao Jiao blinked repeatedly; her memory seemed to have stopped before her trip to Jiangcheng.
"Huh? There's no such strange object as you described?"
Xu Si frowned even more. Sure enough, this guy was causing trouble again.
"Huh? Where's my sequence number? Why am I the Plague Lord?"
With two urgent questions in quick succession, Jiao Jiao seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.
Isn't she Sequence 3—the Priestess of Light?
Why did it become Sequence 7 – Lord of the Plague?
But the next moment, she suddenly burst into a crazy, insane laugh.
"Hahaha!!!"
"Redhead, I'm now Sequence 7—the Plague Queen! You've finally been trampled under my feet!"
"Hahaha!!!"
Xu Si's lips twitched, though he still didn't understand what had happened.
However, Jiao Jiao seemed to have gotten a little carried away.
However, he never looked away.
He just watched her smile, watched her smugness, watched her dark gray eyes regain their warmth and luster, a light that belonged to a living person.
The expression on that face was no longer the deathly calm of the ice coffin, nor the eerie smile of the plague source, but a vibrant, lively, and somewhat smug smugness.
"Sequence 7 - Lord of Plague?" Wan Liuchun floated in front of Jiao Jiao, his eyes slightly narrowed as he looked her up and down.
Her voice held a hint of disbelief as she lightly touched the air with her bare feet and spun around Jiao Jiao.
"Your sequence..."
"What? Are you envious?"
Jiao Jiao raised her chin slightly, and her smug look made Wan Liuchun's lips twitch involuntarily.
Without a doubt, Jiao Jiao's current changes are definitely caused by the source of the plague.
That extraordinary item, ranked 004, has now become part of Jiao Jiao's collection.
This would be unheard of in any divine selection.
Xu Si remained silent.
He simply looked at Jiao Jiao, his gaze moving from her eyes to her cheeks, from her cheeks to her hands, and from her hands to her slightly heaving chest.
Breathe.
heartbeat.
body temperature.
All vital signs of a living person have been fully restored.
"Can you please stop looking at me like that?"
Jiao Jiao finally felt uncomfortable under Xu Si's gaze, crossed her arms, and took a small step back.
Her previous fear of Xu Si had completely extinguished her arrogance at this moment.
Jiao Jiao naturally couldn't understand Xu Si's current feelings; anyone else probably couldn't either.
"Are you sure it's a sequence and not a strange object?" Xu Si didn't understand why the source of the plague would do this.
If it is still a strange object, then it possesses complete independence.
If he fills in Jiao Jiao's sequence, then he is only a part of Jiao Jiao.
Of course, if the [Source of Plague] really becomes Jiao Jiao's sequence, Xu Si will actually save himself a lot of trouble.
At least Xu Si no longer has to worry about this guy doing something that he will regret for the rest of his life.
"It really does seem to be a sequence!" After Xu Si said that, Jiao Jiao was no longer so sure.
Seeing Xu Si's serious and focused expression, Jiao Jiao lowered her head and carefully sensed the unfamiliar power within her body.
A dark green mist seeped from her palms, not the nauseating, putrid stench of the plague's source taking hold of her body, but a fresh, strangely vibrant energy, like a forest after the rain.
Corruption and rebirth.
Death and resurrection.
Two completely opposite qualities coexist within her, like two sides of a coin, inseparable.
"It really is a sequence." Jiao Jiao raised her head, a hint of confusion flashing in her gray-black eyes.
"I can feel it...it is me."
Xu Si's brows slowly relaxed.
However, the Lord of Plague...
What is the relationship between him and the god of plague?
Could this be another hidden trick left behind by Hades, the god of plague?
Xu Si couldn't help but think about it more.
He wasn't sure.
But one thing he was certain of was that Jiao Jiao had truly come back to life.
Regardless of the plague's origins' motives, and regardless of why it abandoned the opportunity to become an independent artifact and instead became part of Jiao Jiao's sequence.
At least for now, Jiao Jiao is standing in front of him.
She stood before him, vibrant, intact, and with that smug, irresistible air about her.