Yarra’s Adventure Notes
Chapter 521 - 84 Pannis Died Again_1

Chapter 521: Chapter 84 Pannis Died Again_1

When the colossal crab was about to reach the small island, only then did the girls clearly see it and Pannis. The pair looked both extremely distressed. The colossal crab initially had four pairs of legs, but only three remained. Its two pincers, one big and one small, were in a sorry state. The small pincer was completely broken and nowhere to be found while the large pincer was also broken, barely hanging onto the body with merely a bit of internal muscle and fascia. One of its protruding eyes was cut off, leaving only one eye hanging on the eye stalk. Its hardest shell, previously with some spikes protruding on the edges, now had half of the spikes broken off. Even its most defensive back shell was broken, leaving a large hole exposing the greenish lungs within, which were still trembling in contraction and relaxation. However, these horrific injuries did not affect its mobility. Despite having only three legs left, it still maintained balance on sea and land, albeit at a slower speed.

Pannis, riding on the crab’s back, was also in bad shape. One of his legs was twisted oddly from the thigh root, resembling a soft unfastened fabric whip, swaying freely while the crab walked. It was as if the bones beneath the muscles were completely shattered into pieces, creating an abnormal visual effect. On his abdomen, three transparent small holes were present, and another one on his chest. They were considered small only in comparison to his opponent, Melvis the deep-sea Whale Crab. In reality, each "small" hole was as thick as a grown man’s wrist. Fresh blood and chunks of viscera in various colors kept flowing from the holes, and even after some crude treatments, the bleeding couldn’t be stopped completely. Pannis showed no signs of pain on his face, but one of his eyes had been replaced by a bloody hole, looking quite terrifying. If one were to go around to his back, they would discover that his clothes there were soaked in blood too. A dreadful wound stretched from his left shoulder all the way to his right waist, and in its deepest part, one could faintly see the ribs covered beneath the muscles.

Pannis sat on the crab’s back with a languid smile on his face, nonchalantly waving at the girls. He behaved like he used to do when welcoming the girls back home at the entrance of the mansion, as if the blood-soaked man was not related to him at all. However, even after the crab had reached the island, Pannis still did not meet the girls, indicating that he indeed had lost his power to move. With Pannis’ personality, he would never just sit there aimlessly.

The colossal Whale Crab moved towards the girls, and every step it took on land, it shrank. By the time it reached the girls, the Whale Crab was only seven to eight meters high and over twenty meters long. As its physical size shrank, its voice also became quieter. Although it was still loud, it was no longer enough to cause pain in people’s eardrums around it. "Check on him," it said, "He’s in bad shape. I don’t know how to express it, but I am... truly sorry."

Anxiety and worry hit the girls. Without exchanging pleasantries with the Whale Crab, they quickly climbed onto its back with its cooperation. Pannis barely maintained his sitting posture, bearing the same ever-present smile on his face. He waved and said, "It seems you all made it. Congrats! Did everything go smoothly? I bet there was a fierce internal struggle. Have any thoughts?"

"Shut up," Lina snapped, glaring at Pannis. Under the amplified power of the Night of Life, she began to cast the Healing Divine Spell. Different strengths of radiance alternated, continuously blessing Pannis with divine spells that could bring the injured back from the brink of death.

"It’s useless. Don’t waste energy," Pannis smiled weakly. Although his wounds were slowly healing under Lina’s treatment, her expressions became increasingly grave, and Pannis’ face grew paler. Pannis said quietly, "Instead of wasting the Healing Divine Spell on me, you should save some mana for this crab. Don’t let it die. The population of Whale Crabs is already much less. Each loss is a substantial one. Don’t let them go extinct because of us."

"Why is this happening?" Lina’s eyes teared up as she asked hoarsely, "The divine spell is indeed effective and the wounds have started to heal. Why is the situation still deteriorating? What exactly happened?"

"It seems you don’t know," Pannis patted Lina on the shoulder with great effort, consoling her, "It’s not that your Healing Divine Spell is useless, but the attack of a demigod is special. Each attack from a demigod contains powerful rule-following energy. Therefore, when the victim’s internal organs are affected by the damage, this energy would invade and destroy the internal structure of the body. The severe injury causes the victim’s energy to become unable to resist, thus worsening the situation. Unless you can dissipate this energy, you can’t treat this kind of injury. As a prerequisite to dissipating this energy, as the healer, you need equivalent energy. In other words, only a demigod healer can heal the internal injuries caused by a demigod. So like I said, you’re wasting your time."

"Damn it." Lina punched the hard shell of the Whale Crab and said sobbingly, grinding her teeth, "Isn’t there any other way? I don’t want to watch you die."

"You can close your eyes, hehe," Pannis laughed weakly, falling backwards. Freya, who was closest, knelt beside Pannis and caught him. She allowed him to rest on her soft thighs. The luxury of her thighs cushioning his head made Pannis’ position especially comfortable. Pannis sighed with his eyes half-closed, "I wanted to walk with you all and seek my own redemption. But it seems impossible now. After I’m gone, you must be careful. The road after the legend is full of dangers at every step. You must stay vigilant. Sigh, actually this is fine. I’ve been too tired for many years. I really want to have a good sleep. Perhaps I won’t have dreams when I fall asleep this time."

"Don’t leave," Vivian held Pannis’s hand with tears flowing unstoppably on her cheeks. Her voice choked up without uttering a complete sentence.

Pannis gave a comforting smile to Vivian, gently pulled his hand away, and raised his arm with great difficulty to touch Vivian’s head. He said, panting, "Don’t cry, don’t cry. Actually, your illness..."

Pannis’ body suddenly became heavy and his raised arm dropped powerlessly. His voice ceased abruptly. Seeing this, the three girls felt a heartbreaking pain, and tears flooded out like a dam breaching.

"Kacha, Kacha."

"Pannis, you come back to me this instant." Lina forcibly pressed down on Pannis’ chest, sobbing loudly, "What do you mean by saying you’re too tired and want to sleep? Who doesn’t feel tired when facing the past? Being tired doesn’t mean you can just irresponsibly run away like this; you coward, come back."

"Crunch, crunch."

"Can’t you wake up?" Vivian picked up Pannis’ hand and held it up to her face. She felt his body temperature dropping bit by bit from skin-to-skin contact. Tearfully she said, "We were supposed to conduct experiments together, to explore the unknown together. Why did you suddenly leave?"

"Crunch, crunch."

"Mr. Pannis, you have yet to accept my feelings." Freya also felt a wave of heartache. As a noble young lady who centered her life around love, Freya was the most delicate. Even though her feelings for Pannis weren’t deep, seeing her close friends so heartbroken, Freya couldn’t hold back her own tears. "I wanted to admire the flowers under the moonlight with you. Do you dislike me so much you’d go to such lengths to avoid me? Sob, sob."

"Crunch, crunch."

"Is pasfruit really that tasty? Can’t you eat seriously?" Catherine deeply sighed, rubbing her temples firmly, showcasing a pained expression. Gritting her teeth, she said, "No matter how you put it, we’re in front of your corpse. If you insist on eating, that’s fine, but do you really have to make this crunching noise? Can you please read the room and show some respect?"

"Crunch, crunch. Alright, I’ll quiet down once I finish this piece."

The three grieving girls stiffened suddenly, twisting their necks like rusted machinery. Behind the girls, beside Catherine, Pannis dressed in black, sat cross-legged. He was nibbling on a red and green fruit, seeming content, as if he were watching a grand opera in the Holy city’s grand theatre.

The girls turned their heads back slowly. In front of them, Pannis’ body began to dissolve into a vague glow and soon disappeared into the air, as if it had never existed. Even though Pannis had always claimed he would not die, other than Catherine, who had witnessed Pannis’ death and revival up close and was profoundly affected, Lina and Vivian had only experienced it in the chaos of battle without forming any deep impression. As a result, it was better to claim that it wasn’t them forgetting in their emotional moments, but more of them not really believing Pannis’s claim from the very start - until now.

"You... you’re not dead?" Vivian’s voice felt so dry that it didn’t sound like her own.

"Yeah." Pannis nodded vigorously, nonchalantly saying, "Didn’t I mention before? I won’t die."

"Since you won’t die," Lina stuttered, "why did you say those words just now?"

"Ah, the reason is a bit complicated." Pannis scratched his head, and with a serious face, he replied, "Seeing you all so heartbroken and earnest, I suddenly thought it was my responsibility and duty to play along. So I came up with a few lines to suit the scene. How was it? Pretty effective, right? Haha, there used to be a time when I helped a friend write dialogues."

"Haha, haha, haha, not bad, not bad at all." (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to qidian.com and vote for a recommendation or a monthly ticket. Your support motivates me greatly. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com for reading.)