The Dark King - Chapter 595

Ch. 595: Torn Apart
Translator :  LittleFlower

Was that my imagination?.

Dean was stunned. When he came back to his senses, his heart started beating rapidly. He breathed slowly and widened his eyes, watching her sleeping face. He could feel a weird nervousness overwhelming him..

Time stopped at that moment..

Dean saw it again. Her brows slightly twitched, as if she was going to wake up..

Dean was trembling, it was as if all the blood in his body started boiling. He could not contain his excitement, he couldn’t help but clench his fists..

It wasn’t an imagination, it was real!.

She really moved!.

Dean was so excited that he wanted to jump around happily, and scream to the skies. But he managed to endure it in. He held down the noise of his breathing, and carefully leaned closer to her, closely watching her sleeping face..

Haisha’s eyebrows moved again, as if she was going to open her eyes..

Seeing that, Dean’s excitement was about to burst through his heart. He was trembling, only feeling warm liquid filling up his eyes, blurring his vision. He quickly wiped it off, and widened his eyes to try and catch every sign of her movement..

At that moment, Haisha's brow slightly trembled, frowning, as if she was enduring something..

Seeing that, Dean immediately came back to his senses. He was reminded about the injury on her chest, and looked towards it right away. He was completely stunned. The gaping hole on her chest was completely gone. It was fully healed, only leaving a hole on her breastplate, proving that the fatal injury wasn’t an imagination..

Is this the power of her self-healing?.

Dean thought about that, he couldn’t help but feel happy..

At that moment, he noticed that Haisha’s fingers were trembling, as if she was trying to wake up..

When he noticed her fingers, he saw that her nails were gradually growing longer. Her nails that looked like beautiful gems were gradually growing sharper. At the same time, streaks of black lines appeared over her white arms, as if the arteries under her skin appeared..

The color of the arteries weren’t dark red, they were an unusual dim, jet black color..

Dean was dumbfounded, he looked at the other parts of her body, and soon realized that other than her arms, they also appeared on her neck as well..

Is this a secret art of the Dragon race?.

He had thought of some possibilities, but there was one that stood out to be the worst, he wouldn’t even dare to think about it..

His excitement gradually went away, replaced with nervousness..

Suddenly, he thought of a way to clear off that possibility. He immediately focused his gaze, and looked at Haisha with his heat vision. His heart literally went cold at that moment, as he saw that Haisha was devoid of any heat signature..

Her Demon Scar didn’t come from a cold blooded Demon Beast, unless she intentionally suppresses her heat, or else she would be emanating huge amounts of heat..

But it wasn’t the case..

What is happening?.

How did it become like this?.

Dean’s expression turned grim. He softly leaned over, with his ear next to her chest, trying to listen to her heartbeat..

One second, two seconds, three seconds….

Half a minute went by, he did not hear a single heartbeat!.

How could it be?.

Could it be that she was using some kind of Dragon Blood Arts to suppress it?.

‘Yes, definitely, it should be!’.

He started hyperventilating, raising his head and fixed his gaze on the girl in front of him. But the next moment, streaks of black also appeared on her face, contrasting her snow white skin..

He lowered his gaze and noticed that her nails were still growing longer, turning extremely sharp..

‘It-It can’t be…’.

He abruptly raised his hand and slapped himself, trying to shake his thoughts away. He gritted his teeth, and slowly reached for her eyelids..

When he was about to hold up her eyelids to check, in all of a sudden, the Haisha in deep sleep abruptly opened her eyes..

Dean completely froze, as Haisha’s gaze met his. Her eyes had turned pure black, devoid of any white!.

These horrifying eyes only reminded him of one thing, the Zombie King!.

The Zombie King from earlier had the same pair of eyes!.

“No… It can’t be…” Dean trembled, tears started streaming down his face. When he saw the jet black eyes look towards him, he held up a smile amidst his tears, the same kind that the girl hoped to see..

“You woke up… I knew that you would be fine…” Dean kept smiling, as if there was nothing wrong..

As he finished his sentence, Haisha, who had just been watching him, suddenly sat up from the ground, letting out a low, coarse growl, completely devoid of any gentleness of a lady, instead resembling a beast! As she growled, she raised her arms and leaped over towards Dean, pinning him on the ground, trying to bite him..

Dean wasn’t reacting, or even, he did not even think about reacting..

As she tried to bite towards him, he noticed her beautiful shell shaped teeth had turned sharp, as if they were small knives..

Haisha tried to bite towards his neck, before she could reach it, she stopped. She didn’t stop by herself, instead there were two hands around her neck, pushing her up..

Dean’s tears streamed down his face, his arms tightly held around her neck, pushing her up, as if holding a heavy mountain..

“Grr….” Haisha desperately tried to bite him, as if his blood was delicious. Her hunger made her open her mouth wide, ruining her delicate looks, as if a beautiful butterfly was torn to shreds..

“No… Don’t do this…” Dean cried and begged, as if a worm showing its weakest look..

“Grr!” Haisha looked as ferocious and savage as ever, a sticky fluid dripped from her teeth. She struggled around trying to escape from his grip, only bloodlust was left in her jet black eyes..

Seeing her frenzy for blood, Dean couldn’t help but scream..

“Why!!!”.

“Why must it be like this!!!”.

What is despair?.

Does it mean that I have to destroy the most precious thing to myself?.

Why does fate have to toy with us like this?!!.

As Dean cried out, Haisha was gradually overpowering him, her ferocious face closed in. Following a ‘Thump!’, she grabbed and bit onto something, it was Dean’s left arm..

Haisha shook her head around as she feasted on his left arm, as if she was a hungry lion..

Dean watched her face closely, her gentleness and softness was no more, replaced with a frenzied and crazed hungry look...

‘Is she really trying to kill me…?”.

No, this isn’t her..

Oh God, she is already dead, why must you still torture her like this?.

Dean started crying painfully, he couldn’t help but remember the moment when this girl weakly and gently said to him, “Even if… everyone had forgotten about me, please don’t forget about me, alright?”.

‘Yes, I will never forget, I will remember your most beautiful moments…’.

“Ahhh!!!” He screamed crazily..

Haisha completely ignored him, and continued her crazed frenzy to satisfy her own hunger..