inspire-indiana Chapter 1198 The Backlash of the White Mouse?
Chapter 1198 The Backlash of the White Mouse?
The excruciating pain of being devoured by thousands of ants comes quickly and goes quickly.
Si Xiaonan's curled-up body suddenly stiffened because of the hand that had been gently patting her face.
She didn't know when, but it had already gripped her left arm like an iron clamp.
"The acting was excellent; the expressions, the screams, and even the despair of being on the verge of death were all perfectly captured."
Loki's voice, tinged with laughter, rang in her ears, revealing no trace of anger at being deceived.
Instead, it reveals a kind of boredom that comes from seeing through the magic tricks.
"Especially the way he wrapped the pill in the [Boundless Gauze] and forced it into his own cut flesh... This ruthless determination to do this to himself really impressed me."
"His-"
The sound of tearing cloth was particularly jarring in the deathly silent hall.
Loki's long, slender fingers mercilessly tore open the deep, bone-revealing wound on Si Xiaonan's left arm.
Deep within the rolled-up flesh, a semi-transparent veil stained with blood was trembling slightly.
He pinched the tulle between two fingers and lifted it up.
The gauze was unwrapped, and two perfectly intact, jet-black pills rolled into his palm, without even a trace of being corroded by gastric juices.
The pool of "poisonous blood" on the ground was just Si Xiaonan forcing out the stagnant blood in her body.
Si Xiaonan felt ice-cold all over.
Her biggest trump card, and her only way out, was uprooted in that instant.
She looked up, and her eyes, which always sparkled with intelligence, were now bloodshot.
He stared intently at the god before him, whose elegance was nauseating.
"Why..." Her voice was hoarse, trembling with a hint of despair.
"Since you know I'm lying to you, why don't you just kill me? What's the point of keeping me alive?"
Loki casually twirled the two pills between his fingers, looking down at the girl at his feet.
That look was like watching a fly desperately crashing against the walls of a glass bottle.
"Kill you? That would be so boring."
Loki chuckled softly and slowly crouched down.
That handsome face drew close to Si Xiaonan, so close that he could see the disheveled figure reflected in Si Xiaonan's pupils.
"In this lifeless Asgard, there are too few people willing to play this game of chess with me."
"You are the agent of the [miracle], you are the variable."
"I left you here not to take your life, but because I wanted to see..."
His fingers gently traced Si Xiaonan's pale cheek.
His tone carried a playful and confident air, like a cat toying with a mouse: "I want to see what happens when the hatred in your heart reaches its peak, when you realize that all your struggles are in vain."
"What kind of scheme to kill a god will you weave with that so-called 'miracle'? It must be... very exciting."
The humiliation of being treated as a toy for amusement caused Si Xiaonan's nails to dig deeply into her palms.
"Unfortunately, this trick was still too naive."
Loki stood up listlessly, and for a moment, the air in the entire hall seemed to freeze.
The surrounding light began to distort, and the bloodstains that had been spreading on the floor seemed to be rewound.
It mysteriously flowed back into Si Xiaonan's body.
The lacerations on her arms healed at a visible speed, and even her temples, which had been damp with cold sweat, dried again.
Back in time.
In the blink of an eye, Si Xiaonan went from being on the verge of death back to being kneeling on the ground completely unharmed.
But this is not kindness.
"Since it's fake, let's start over."
Loki, like a meticulous experimenter, had a frighteningly calm look in his eyes. "This time, don't vomit it up again."
Without giving Si Xiaonan any chance to react, an irresistible divine force pried open her jaw.
The two pills, which had a sweet and metallic taste, were roughly shoved down her throat.
"Gudong."
The clear sound of swallowing echoed in the empty hall.
Si Xiaonan clutched her throat in terror, trying to scoop it out, but the moment the pill entered her stomach, she did not experience the burning sensation she had anticipated.
On the contrary, an extreme chill exploded through her stomach in an instant.
It was pure, unadulterated divine power, so immense that a mortal body simply could not withstand it.
"Uh... ah..."
Si Xiaonan's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints, and a strange dark gold tinged up deep within her originally black pupils.
She arched her back suddenly, her spine making a series of popping sounds.
It was as if something was trying to burst through her skin and emerge from inside her body.
There were no screams, because the vocal cords were so compressed by the surging breath that no sound could be produced.
The airflow inside the main hall began to become wildly turbulent, centered on Si Xiaonan.
The hard stone floor cracked inch by inch, and the broken stones defied the rules of gravity, slowly floating into the air.
Loki's composed smile, which had been playing on his lips, slowly froze at that moment.
He squinted, watching the figure writhing in agony at the center of the divine power storm.
For the first time, the disdainful look in their eyes as they observed the mice revealed a hint of wariness and suspicion.
The medicine's effects... are not right.
If it were an ordinary mortal, they would have exploded and died by now, or been assimilated by divine power into a puppet that only knows how to kill.
However, the aura emanating from Si Xiaonan was rising rapidly.
It is becoming increasingly dangerous, and the sense of danger does not come from the strength of the forces involved, but rather from the tremors of some higher-dimensional rules.
It's like... a caged white mouse suddenly revealing fangs that can bite through steel.