Chapter 56: The Lost Man

During flight, Gune touched his cheek again.

"I always feel like something touched my cheek."

Looking at his palm, Gune tried hard to recall something, but nothing came back.

Gune gradually slowed his flight.

Then Gune looked at his hands, frowning as he thought hard, as if he sensed something was wrong.

But he just couldn't feel it.

"My hands... hmm... are already covered in blood, blood... this..."

Gune's brows knitted tightly.

"It seems nothing serious... this... is normal."

"Hmm, the clothes on my body are also stained with blood. There's nothing strange about that."

"Also, it seems my blood is seeping and flowing. Has my transcendent blood gone out of control?"

A flicker of alertness rose in Gune's heart.

But then that alertness was gradually smoothed away.

"This... hmm, nothing strange, it's all nor... mal... phenomena."

After some thought, Gune's brows relaxed.

"Keep moving forward, hmm... this direction... yes, this direction."

Then Gune turned and flew off in a direction.

That direction was exactly the one Gune had come from.

Ankalu, waiting in the corner, soon saw Gune flying back.

"Hey! You're bleeding more and more. You'll die like this." A weak voice came.

Ankalu, with his severed hand, had already lost too much blood. He had little strength left and could only shout casually to see if the other would react.

But as he expected, the other showed no response to his shout.

"Ah!" Ankalu, lying sprawled on the ground, looked at the ceiling of the passage and sighed, then a pained expression appeared on his face.

Ankalu felt he was about to die, to bleed to death.

But he had faced death too many times; it was nothing new, and he faced it calmly.

"Why did I have to hit him earlier? He can't hear me, can't feel anything. Ah! To suffer before death, what bad luck."

In a daze, Ankalu saw Gune fly past him again.

"What is this guy doing? Showing off that he can fly?"

"Too bad I'm not a transcendent, or I could fly too. When I get out, if I have the chance, I'll try again to see if I can become a transcendent."

"If I become a transcendent, I won't die so easily, and I can fly everywhere. Maybe after becoming a transcendent, I can change my situation and communicate with others."

After a dazed moment, Ankalu saw Gune fly past again.

"What's wrong with this guy? Flying back and forth?"

Ankalu's consciousness was growing weaker.

"Die, die! Die early, wake up early."

...

After who knows how long.

Ankalu slowly woke up.

"Huh..."

Ankalu woke up.

He stretched and stood up.

"Finally not so hungry. Hmm, my hand has recovered too."

He swept his gaze across the ground around him.

Ankalu was startled.

"So much blood?"

On the ground of the passage, it was like a red carpet stretching left and right into the distance.

"Has that Gune not died yet?"

Ankalu waited for a while, then he saw Gune flying over from the left side of the passage.

At this moment, Gune was hanging his head, arms limp, like a dead man suspended by steel cables, flying slowly, with blood constantly dripping from his feet.

"Even like this, he can still fly?" Ankalu's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Hey!" Ankalu called out again.

The other still did not respond.

"Poor guy, he must be lost here and also affected."

"Otherwise he wouldn't have flown back and forth for so long. With all this blood, does he have a blood pump on him?"

Just as Ankalu was thinking,

"Thump!" A sound rang out.

Ankalu quickly looked over.

Gune had fallen from the air and collapsed onto the blood carpet on the ground.

After a moment's thought, Ankalu quickly ran over to a spot without blood.

The fallen Gune struggled to stand up and then slowly walked forward along the blood carpet, each step leaving a bloody footprint that merged with the carpet.

Ankalu followed behind but dared not get close.

The other stood there, covered in blood; he didn't dare touch him.

He had already experienced the danger of Gune's blood.

Scanning the other's body, Ankalu saw the transcendent ring on his hand.

"A ring is a good thing, but it requires source power to build a catalyst channel. I don't have source power, so I can't use this transcendent ring."

Ankalu shook his head with a slight sigh.

Others could at least wait for death in comfort, but Ankalu couldn't even eat, trapped in this damn place, only waiting to die.

And not just once, but repeatedly.

Here, for him, it was nothing but waiting to die.

Having nothing else to do, Ankalu followed behind the slowly moving Gune.

At the same time, Ankalu began to speak.

It was a monologue, as if also speaking to Gune.

Talking to others was the only way Ankalu could communicate, even though the other couldn't hear anything.

After walking for who knows how many hours, following him back and forth several times, his feet began to ache. Ankalu sat down and waited to die.

...

After who knows how many days, Ankalu, having starved to death and woken up again, felt refreshed.

Thinking of that poor guy and comparing it to his own situation, Ankalu felt a little fortunate.

"At least I can still live, not so tragic. If that guy dies, he's really dead."

"Where is that guy?"

Looking left and right along the passage, which was not straight, Ankalu couldn't see Gune at a glance.

"Find that Gune."

Then Ankalu walked left along the passage, starting to look for Gune.

He walked to the end of the blood carpet on the left but didn't find the guy named Gune. Apparently, Gune was in the other direction.

Walking to the right for about half an hour, Ankalu saw Gune.

Now Gune couldn't even stand up; he was lying on the carpet, crawling forward bit by bit.

"Ah! Poor guy." Ankalu shook his head.

Following Gune's crawl, they advanced over a thousand meters, which took more than three hours.

"What a tenacious guy, still not dead."

With nothing to do, Ankalu slowly followed Gune.

Finally, when Ankalu felt a bit hungry, Gune could no longer crawl and lay flat on the ground.

"Is he dead?" Ankalu's heart stirred as he looked at Gune.

"Dead?"

As the death vision unfolded, Gune's heart stirred.

"How am I dead? Wasn't I on the main passage? The journey seemed very, very long. How did I suddenly die?"

As Gune thought, memories flooded in like a tide.