Alex was completely surprised. He had just rushed over to prevent that figure hidden on the tree from
possessing Shirley, but the environment he saw turned out to be an ancient American styled courtyard.
Where was Shirley Hancock?
Where was that black figure?
âMommy. Mommy, get tip. Wake up. Donât sleep anymoreâ¦â
âMommy, youâre bleeding. So much bloodâ¦â
A child-like voice rang in Alexâs ears.
The voice came from the interior of the courtyard. It sounded like a little girl, her voice carrying a crying
tone, fear, and a bit of something else.
Alex went over, only to be astonished.
In the courtyardâs room, he saw a young lady lying in a pool of blood. A large amount was still flowing
from her chest, and there was a deep wound on her neck. Blood was all over her body and the ground.
A little girl, around three, kneeled on the ground and shook the lady while crying and trembling. She
was probably still oblivious to what death was but seemed to have understood something from that
extremely desperate and fearful voice.
âThe childhood version of⦠Shirley Hancock?â
Alex was stunned.
From the little girlâs current look, he could see how she resembled Shirley a little. Hence, this was really
her dream world, a disheartenment she once experienced.
The lady on the ground was her biological mother, butâ¦
âThis is her dream world!â
âThis is her own demon!â
âWhereâs that black figure? Whereâs it hiding?â
Alex walked over to find the black figure. He could not find it.
Was it hidden somewhere, or had it retreated outside?
The little girl kept crying and shaking her mother. Alex stood in front of her, btit the little girl seemed to
neither sense nor saw him.
âMommy, wake up!
âMommy, Iâm terrified! Dad isnât homeâ¦â
The little girlâs pleading voice aroused Alexâs sense of compassion. If this was something that had
really happened in the past, Shirley must have gone through hell. He reached out and gently stroked
her head, but it was not that kind of real sensation as his hand went through her.
It was not real. He was just a bystander.
At this moment, the lady on the ground opened her mouth slightly and, surprisingly, woke up. She said
with a smile, âShirley, come here! Come a little closer! Let mommy take a good look at you!â
Alex froze.
This had to be fake, right?
The ladyâs heart had been pierced, and her almost severed neck was spewing blood all over the floor,
yet she was still alive and could speak?
Could she be an Earthly Immortal?
âMommy. Mommy, youâre awake! Thatâs great!â The little girl was pleasantly surprised.
âMommy is hurt. Iâm bleeding a lot after bad guys bullied me. Shirley, are you willing to help mommy to
keep mommy alive?â
âIâm willing, mommy. I want to be together with mommy.â
âWhat a good girl. Then, Shirley, if you offer your soul to mommy, mommy can be with you forever.
Shirley, are you willing to do so?â
âMommy, of course, Shirley is willingâ¦â
Bong!
Just as little Shirley was halfway through her words, an earth-shattering bell suddenly rang next to her,
frightening her to the point that she forcibly swallowed the rest of her words.
Of course, this was the ringing of Alexâs Requiem Clock. He was furious!
That. black figure of unknown origin surprisingly hid inside the corpse of Shirleyâs mother. It wanted to
use this method to get Shirley to personally agree to offer her own soul, a truly despicable swindler.
Bong!
Alex held the Requiem Clock and rang it again while facing the lady lying on the ground.
He even bellowed with the impact of soul power, âShirley Hancock Wake up!â
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