Mecha Star Wars

Lin Fan wandered in the huge castle like a wandering soul.

The castle was tall and spacious, with countless rooms.

She felt as if she had split into two people.

One was a girl who had seen the bodies in room after room, the blood soaking the ground, and the girl who was imprisoned and curled up... powerless.

The other self seemed to be numb, watching all this happen as a bystander outside the screen.

She wondered if she was sick again? She thought of Jin Sichen, but...

Lin Fan clenched her fists and clenched her teeth. She had to rely on herself! She had to rely on herself...

She kept repeating this sentence in her mouth like a hypnotist. Saying it ten thousand times seemed to really come true.

Lin Fan, who had always felt lonely and helpless, gradually stopped panicking and placed her hopes on external things, expecting someone else to appear. She became more and more quiet and calm, as if she was the only one in the world...

Relying on the fact that no one could see her, she walked around recklessly, and gradually felt as if she was also immersed in this purgatory on earth, with blood on her feet, becoming evil and indifferent.

Climbing up the stairs, as expected, the big boss was always in the room at the top of the tower.

The Queen of the Dead was sitting on a dilapidated throne covered with gorgeous red velvet, holding a transparent crystal cup in her hand, slowly sipping the red liquid inside.

Lin Fan walked closer step by step until he was in front of her.

Yes, these eyes are Ivana's eyes, and so are her hair and figure. The only thing that has changed is the lower half of her face and her heart...

Ever since she knew she was Ivana, she has always found it difficult to accept, but now... it seems that everything has become natural again.

What has changed?

Ah... Has she changed too?

Lin Fan watched Ivana, who was so close to him, drink the blood in the crystal cup elegantly. He knew that this must be another life, but she was neither sad nor happy, just watching quietly.

No anger, no pity, no blame, just watching coldly, with a condescending attitude like a... god...

Lin Fan frowned, a corner of his heart jumped, and his mind was clear for a moment.

Something seemed wrong.

Ivana was drinking, and suddenly smashed the wine glass forward.

Lin Fan dodged sideways, and as expected, he saw a man in black kneeling on one knee next to him, and the bloody fragment was in front of his feet.

"Your Majesty, calm down." The man in black bowed his head and said.

"Heh," Ivana's mouth was bloody, and she slowly stood up and walked down the throne. "Do you know what I'm angry about?"

Lin Fan followed Ivana, watching her lift her feet, her white and smooth long legs exposed from the front of her robe, and one foot stepped on the shoulder of the man in black.

The black-clad man leaned forward, supported himself on the ground with one hand, and replied, "I don't know."

Ivana pushed hard with her feet. Lin Fan didn't use much strength, but the black-clad man easily fell to the side. He might be a masochist.

"Your Majesty, calm down." The black-clad man fell to the ground, still muttering this sentence calmly, like an emotionless machine.

But such consolation obviously failed to achieve the effect, and Ivana was even more unhappy. She didn't care that her bathrobe was open and almost couldn't cover her spring light. She walked to the black-clad man and squatted down, stretching her bright red nails towards the black-clad man's face.

The black-clad man, who was originally stiff and ruthless like a wooden stick, suddenly became excited, as if the touch of skin turned on some incredible switch. The expression on his face was hungry and thirsty, and he kept rubbing against Ivana's hand, like a... licking dog?

"Am I beautiful?" Ivana suddenly became gentle and gently stroked the black-clad man's face.

"Beautiful, beautiful! Her Majesty is incomparably beautiful!" The man in black raised his upper body, his eyes full of ecstasy, and reached out to touch Ivana's hand.

The next moment, Ivana's hand suddenly grasped and pinched the man in black's neck.

"Beautiful?!" There was madness in her eyes, blood on her red lips, and she smiled evilly. "You only like this fake skin! I am beautiful? Hahahaha! Haven't you seen what I looked like before? Do you think I don't know what you think?"

Black mist overflowed from her hands, tightly clasped the man in black's neck, and lifted him up little by little.

The man in black had a hideous face, veins on his neck bulged, and he clasped Ivana's wrists with both hands, but he always restrained himself from pulling.

Lin Fan saw that his face was flushed, his eyes were white, his mouth was wide open, he drooled unconsciously, his feet kicked wildly, but his hands were always not strong. He didn't quite understand what he was acting out?

Is Ivana perverted? Not only did he attack ordinary civilians, but he was also cruel to his own people?

Seeing that the saliva was about to drip onto her hand, Ivana threw him away in disgust.

With a "bang", the man in black fell heavily to the ground, and his helmet fell off. He twitched on the ground, struggled to support his body with his hands, coughed a few times, slowly got up, staggered to Ivana, bowed his head and knelt down again, saying: "Your Majesty, please calm down."

Ivana mercilessly slapped the man in black with her backhand, and his face turned away.

"Bitch!" She was furious, but the man in black had been silently bearing it.

Lin Fan didn't understand, and really didn't want to watch the drama of these two people, so he walked out slowly.

"Your Majesty, please calm down," the man in black said again, "This time the barrier was broken, causing your majesty to suffer a lot of backlash, and your body needs to drink more blood and food to repair. There is no need to worry about the lack of storage in the castle, and your subordinates can go outside to catch fresh ones..."

Lin Fan paused.

So Ivana was injured because they broke the barrier?

"Get out! Get out!" Ivana pointed at the door and yelled hysterically.

The man in black bowed and retreated, picked up his helmet respectfully and retreated.

Ivana stood still in the empty hall, and suddenly laughed up to the sky. As she laughed, tears covered her face, and her expression was full of pain. There was no trace of the arrogant undead queen before.

"Ah!" She screamed loudly, covering her ears, like a madman.

"Your Majesty!" The man in black suddenly turned back and knelt at the door.

Ivana turned around suddenly, the fragility on her face disappeared, and she asked fiercely: "I told you to get out! Didn't you hear me?"

"Your Majesty, please forgive me," the man in black bowed his head and admitted his mistake, "It was an emergency, and a stranger entered our territory."

"If there is a stranger, can't you just catch him?" Ivana put away her expression and returned to the aura of the bloody queen, "Do you need me to teach you?"

"Yes," the man in black nodded, "But those people came in a golden carriage, like... the group that Your Majesty had encountered and let go before."

Ivana's face froze, and she didn't say anything for a long time.

The man in black was still asking outside: "The queen seems to be particularly different from that group of people. I dare not take the initiative, so I came to ask for instructions."

Ivana did not respond immediately after hearing this, and slowly retreated to the steps in front of the throne and sat down.

She waved her hand, and a black mist suddenly appeared in the air, and then a running golden carriage appeared in the black mist, driving in the wilderness under the gradually darkening sky.

Lin Fan saw Lu Xinyuan and Miao Ge driving. The picture zoomed in, and in the window, she also saw herself, with her eyes closed, being held in Antonio's arms.

Hmm? How did she get here from them?

Suddenly, she heard a vague Buddhist sound in her ears again, her consciousness became a little fuzzy, and her body began to become lighter.

Ivana slowly looked at the people in the carriage and stared at Lin Fan's pale face for a long time.

"Your Majesty, how to deal with them, please tell me!" The man in black urged.

Ivana ignored him and stared at the picture for a long time.

Closed his eyes, said in a deep voice, lifted his robe and stood up suddenly.

"Let's go!"