Drip, drip, drip...
Nothing happened through the night. Near dawn, however, a heavy rain fell.
The rain came quickly and went quickly. By daylight, only the droplets on the flowers, grass, and trees proved that it had ever fallen.
Deep Sea Apostle and Ovelia spent the night in a tree hollow. After dawn, they ate the fruit they had picked the previous evening and set off again.
"Are you really not going to kill her? There's a good chance she'll meet up with Mad Lion today." Inside the Sand Shell, Yeqin looked at Nameless and asked.
Nameless smiled. "Wait a little longer!"
"Psychopath." Yeqin was furious and could not help muttering under her breath.
Nameless merely smiled without explaining.
In his eyes, Ovelia's Bioforce Field fluctuated intensely.
The fluctuations were like a person walking through a desert suddenly spotting an oasis, or a flower dying under scorching heat when a sudden downpour made it bloom even more brilliantly.
Of course, such a dry description was not enough to fully convey Ovelia's Bioforce Field.
When Nameless lost his power, he could see the ordinary world. When he possessed power, he could see the extraordinary world. Switching between those two perspectives allowed him to see much more.
As he looked at Ovelia, he suddenly felt a little moved.
She had grown from weak to strong, from ignorant to mature. She had learned from failure and gained insight from coming endlessly close to death. Only then had she become the Ovelia she was today.
Her life was like a book. Nameless was its only observer, learning of her extraordinarily difficult and extraordinary life through the fluctuations of her Bioforce Field.
Truthfully, Nameless did not want to kill her. It was like seeing a delicate flower blooming by the roadside—he only wanted to stand