The last seed of the Su family

He couldn’t seem to see the path ahead and could only run forward without looking back.

The abnormally agile monster behind him was getting closer and closer.

Death was getting closer and closer.

He greedily gasped for every breath of air, even as his fragile lungs were about to give out.

Dodging and weaving through the villa, the past few minutes had been like purgatory.

The Dark One behind him was still relentless.

“Ah~”

Perhaps because he had truly run out of strength, his foot accidentally stepped on a piece of rubble.

His body went limp, and he suddenly fell to the ground.

At this moment, Su Xuan’s heart was in his throat.

If nothing unexpected happened, he would be killed, the Dark One’s thick pillar-sword would be plunged into his delicate body, and his life force would be taken away.

Despair… there were no means left to survive.

Then came a sense of release.

He was too tired.

Even for someone who had lived two lives, experiencing so much in one night was incredibly fatiguing.

He had been fighting so hard to stay alive, and his body could no longer bear such pressure.

Su Xuan understood his current state.

This was not a situation he could escape just by trying a little harder.

Su Xuan’er had fallen into a deep sleep, and his body, due to the excessive strain, could hardly muster any more strength.

At this moment, he truly understood what it meant to be powerless to turn the tide.

In the face of a huge disparity in strength, Su Xuan no longer had any chance of a comeback.

There was no other way.

He could only face death directly.

And as someone who had lived two lives, he naturally would subconsciously think that he would be reborn in another world again.

One thought after another shot through Su Xuan’s mind, like a flashback of memories before death, replaying the important moments of his life one more time.

Su Xuan thought of his brother, Su Chen, his only relative in the world.

He didn’t know how he was doing on the front lines.

Since their parents’ death, they had rarely seen each other.

In his memory, there was only his cold and stern face, and his red, but tearless, eyes.

After he died, would he remember him?

Would he remember the happy times in the old house in White City?

But he was pitiful too, the last seed of the Su family, living all alone.

Su Xuan felt as if he had thought about so, so much, and a long time had passed, yet death still hadn’t come.

Death itself didn’t seem so scary; what was scary was the time spent waiting for it.

The heavy sword he had imagined did not fall.

There was only a slight sound of tearing, followed by the sound of something falling to the ground.

“Hey, are you alright!”

A cold voice rang out.

It had a hint of familiarity.

A blurry figure was on the verge of emerging in Su Xuan’s mind, but he just couldn’t remember who it was.

“Crunch~ crunch”

The sound of footsteps grew closer.

Su Xuan, lying prone on the ground, struggled to turn his head to look.

A man in a black combat uniform, holding a gold-red battle saber in his right hand, which was still stained with a viscous blue liquid.

He continued to look up, trying to see his face clearly.

However, a huge wave of weariness washed over him.

His eyelids felt as heavy as if they were weighted down.

He could only look at his face in a daze, and then his already exhausted body slowly sank into a deep sleep.

Su Chen stared at the woman lying on the ground, fast asleep.

He was stunned for a moment.

Su Chen guessed she must be a student captured by the cult members.

She probably escaped during the chaos when the Dark Ones appeared and was chased to the point of exhaustion.

If she hadn’t run into him, Su Chen, she probably would have died today.

Suddenly, Su Chen sighed.

He sighed for this beautiful, flower-like woman’s tragic fate.

Most of the cultists were maniacal lunatics.

If she had been tied up by those things, even if the Dark Ones’ sudden appearance had caused chaos, she probably wouldn’t have been able to escape.

So it was very likely that that had happened.

Sometimes, being too beautiful was also a tragedy.

Even the indifferent Su Chen had to admit that this woman, without a trace of makeup, was indeed one of the most beautiful he had ever seen.

Seeing the beauty’s brow furrow slightly, ripples appeared on the otherwise calm surface of his heart.

But Su Chen still had to find his little brother.

If he left her here like this, she might encounter unimaginable dangers again.

Su Chen immediately took off his jacket, placed Su Xuan on his back, and at the same time, twisted the jacket into a rope, tying the two of them together.

A steady rhythm of breathing came from his back.

The moist airflow brushed against Su Chen’s ear, making him tingle slightly.

He glanced back helplessly, saw the pink face resting on his shoulder, sighed, and continued to advance.

All was quiet, except for the sound of his footsteps and the girl’s breathing.

Feeling the softness on his back, he held “Chen,” his saber, and warily watched his surroundings.

“Big Bro~”

The woman on his back whimpered weakly.

It was an endearing sleep-talk, a faint voice that pulled Su Chen into deep thought.

‘Big brother?’

‘She has a brother too? A brother she can meet even in her dreams, a brother who adores her.’

Su Chen thought of his own little brother.

He too was in this villa filled with filth, his Life Source Energy being cruelly extracted.

Since his parents’ death, he had thrown himself onto the battlefield.

Five years had passed in a flash.

He had only returned twice during that time, and the number of times he had spoken with his brother was even fewer, almost none.

Had he been too neglectful of his family ties?

After all, Su Xuan was only a twelve or thirteen-year-old child back then.

Even if he showed a maturity beyond his years, he was still just a child.

In the dark and damp cellar where he was imprisoned, who could have helped him escape that pain and darkness?

In that period of slim hope, who could have given him hope?

Was it him, his brother whom he hadn’t seen in years?

Su Chen gritted his teeth tightly.

No matter how cold he was on the battlefield, there was always a soft spot in his heart where he treasured his dearest family.

The reason he had thrown himself onto the battlefield without a second thought was also to protect his family.

But he hadn’t been there when his brother was in his greatest peril.

What use was all this skill then?

He would only be able to watch him drift further and further away.

He would only be able to kill all the culprits, but what was lost would never come back.

His tenacious will locked away the stray thoughts.

His resolute gaze looked towards the path ahead.

His brother, Su Chen’s brother, must still be alive…

Soon, he arrived at a bedroom.

The walls had long been destroyed.

In a remote corner, there was a staircase leading to the underground.

The staircase was mostly destroyed, and going down normally seemed a bit difficult.

But for Su Chen, this was not a difficult task at all.

With a light leap, he landed at the bottom.

An open door, from which a faint blue light emanated.

A special aura filled the air.

Su Chen roughly sensed it.

Inside, there were still five Dark Ones and more than a dozen students with extremely weak auras.

And his younger brother, Su Xuan, was most likely inside as well.

But to be like this, half-dead, with their Life Source Energy being extracted—and especially with one of them likely being his own brother—even if he was still alive, Su Chen’s heart was filled with uncontrollable rage.