Chapter 311: Afterimage

Sinking...

Falling...

The intense pain from his chest was accompanied by the gradual dissipation of consciousness into the endless darkness.

This was an experience Xia Nan had never had before.

He could clearly feel that the vitality in his body was constantly flowing away from the wound in the center of his chest along with the gushing blood.

Like the bone-chilling cold of midwinter, it spread and extended inward from his fingertips, swallowing the remaining warmth.

He could even hear the sound of his heartbeat, which was becoming more and more fatigued, as if it would stop completely in the next second, and the roaring noise of blood rushing through his blood vessels.

Xia Nan could feel everything about his body, but he couldn't even control a single finger.

"Am I going to die?"

He thought so in his heart.

Perhaps because of the truck that sent him to another world in his previous life, he had had a similar experience.

At this moment, Xia Nan was surprisingly calm in the face of his life that had already entered the countdown.

He even began to think about what he should think about in this last short period of his life.

Replaying the battle, it no longer had any meaning at this point.

"Ba'en looks like he won't get the final payment for his longsword recasting, but with his personality, he should continue the process... By then, sending the finished product to the auction house should fetch a good price."

"Given the strength shown by this Devil, those two adventurers shouldn't survive either. It looks like the magic equipment on me will have to lie in this underground for a while. I wonder who the lucky kid will be who gets them in the end."

"Damn, the Fate Coin still has one use left. If I had known, I should have just tossed it; what a loss."

"Isn't it said that there is a lantern before death? Why hasn't it come yet?"

"I really want to drink another bowl of cream mushroom soup..."

Thoughts flew, as if even time became sluggish along with this gradually dimming consciousness.

It was like a withered yellow leaf drifting down, like a dilapidated lonely boat reaching its destination.

When the flame of life ushered in the moment of extinction, the burned-out body was like the remains of that pile of charred and scorching campfire, leaving only the last...

Ember.

Through long-term training, Xia Nan had a considerable understanding of 【Ember Afterimage】, this peculiar combat technique from an exotic secret realm.

He knew it was a special skill of the state type, and it was related to elements like fire and burning.

This body's talent was not bad, his spirituality was also quite outstanding, and he possessed the energy regulation and guidance of that broken flame crystal. According to common sense, just a simple entry should not be too difficult.

But for some reason, he was stuck at that last bottleneck, and was always unable to grasp the essentials.

What exactly was missing?

Xia Nan even thought about whether to ask Ba'en to let him observe by the fire for a period of time, carefully observing the changes in the flames; or use a campfire to burn his body to carefully realize the form of the flame flow.

Until the night before stepping into the Goblin nest, he had spent several hours feeling the temperature changes of the campfire, trying to connect those swaying flames with the energy flow in his body.

But in the end, he gained nothing.

Until... now.

At this moment when death arrived and his thinking was unprecedentedly active.

He seemed to have vaguely perceived the mystery within.

【Ember Afterimage】.

The answer was actually hidden in the title.

Only when the flames burned out leaving only residual ash, and the source of life slowly decayed leaving only the afterimage,

would the final step of entering the threshold finally fall.

The endless feeling of falling stopped suddenly, and his feet stepped on a solid feeling.

Xia Nan opened his eyes suddenly. ===== CHAPTER 312 =====