Chapter 209: The Innocent and the Faithful

Even as my fingers twitched and my body readied to return to combat, my consciousness still felt somewhat reluctant. Staring up at the ghostly figure of Tian Mo, I slumped back down into inaction, almost in a petulant manner.

Then I lowered my head and stared at the darkness below my mental figure. I was just so tired, so exhausted, and in so much pain. Already I could feet the beginnings of agony throbbing through my battered body, and the temptation to just stay here in blissful unfeelingness, in the warm embrace of a darkness free of pain, was too strong to resist.

My shoulders slumped, and my head hanging from my shoulders, I seemed as if I was going to return back to losing consciousness.

"…"

Tian Mo's spectral figure regarded me for a moment, looking almost as if he was astonished by my reluctance.

"You…" he growled angrily. His visage flared up into a demonic mask as he glowered at me. "You heard me, didn't you? Now get up! Immediately!"

"…I don't wanna."