Lu Mingfei was almost moved to tears with joy. He had finally found her!
From Japan to China, from subway tunnels to ice fields, from ice fields to rainforests, from rainforests to this pyramid, from the pyramid to this underground cavern. He had died so many times, reloaded so many times, killed so many Kamaitachi, Dead Servants, Polar Bears, and Beak-faced Monsters, traveled so far, spent so long—and he had finally found her!
At that moment, the white dragon on the lake spoke.
It was not a roar or a howl, but a soft, pleasant female voice.
"Ming—Mingming—"
Lu Mingfei's body shuddered violently—he had never heard Erii speak, but he had heard her hum. When she used a Spirit Word on Sumeru Platform to kill the horde of Dead Servants, she had briefly spoken—it was this voice!
This voice had echoed countless times in his dreams these past days, yet it had never felt as real as it did now.
"Erii, is that you? Erii!"
He could no longer control his emotions. He stepped forward, and lake water washed over his boots. Cold spread upward from the soles of his feet, but he did not notice it at all.
"Ming—Mingming—"
The white dragon seemed capable of repeating only that one word. Her Golden Eyes had no focus, her pupils unfixed like a camera that had failed to focus.
Overwhelming joy flooded Lu Mingfei's eyes. "That's wonderful, Erii—you're still here, you're still here—"
She was still here. No matter what form she existed in, she could still recognize him. That was the best news possible.
"Ming—Mingming—run, run!"
The white dragon suddenly unleashed a tremendous roar. Sound waves and air pressure formed an invisible wall, making the entire cavern tremble. Debris showered down from the stalactites on the ceiling, rings of waves