Chapter 101 Just... longing for a hug

In the space of spiritual consciousness.

Xia Ming, who was pressed down by the dominating witch, opened his eyes.

"Hill...Vina..."

His consciousness seemed to be a little erratic, and he murmured the witch's name in a daze.

It was a long and painful journey of darkness and despair, with invisible pain and visible pain.

The memories and emotions that dominated the witch for countless years, filled with infinite bitterness, hatred, pain and despair, were all experienced by him in a short moment.

Such pain and torture can truly be called the most cruel punishment in the world.

This is...the witch's past...

Is this... the origin of the Dominator Witch?

She was locked underground, placed on a cold operating table, and was cut and studied bit by bit from beginning to end. The slices were brutally kneaded and fused with various psychic reagents and spiritual materials, and then sewn to her soul body.

.

Abyss, hell.

Darkness, despair.

The woman who once brought her peace of mind and made her feel warmth and light was the enemy who personally pushed her into this hell of despair.

She couldn't resist, and she couldn't resist. The chains of the contract bound her, leaving her at the mercy of others. She could only watch the enemies who tied her chains perform various cold and cruel experiments on her.

and torture.

Even the hatred and the will to survive in her heart were spurred on by this woman. Her soul and her heart were completely controlled by this woman.

But the cold and cruel Alice probably didn't expect that one day the prisoner named Silvina would be able to break free of the chains she had set. Not only did she survive the destructive power of Haishiz, but she also successfully completed the mission.

Revenge, let her be destroyed by the monster she created with her own hands.

If the controlling witch had not forcibly broken away from the chains of the contract, she was attacked unconsciously by Haishizi from the spirit world.

I'm afraid Alice wouldn't be able to let Lao Pi and others take the witch's body in time. Now Xina hastily moved and fled to the desolate and isolated place in Pala Town.

But everything is in the past.

The important thing is that Xia Ming's personality and will persisted and survived in this boundless painful purgatory forced to share by the dominating witch.

No collapse, no dissipation.

The passivity of his unyielding will allowed him to stand up tenaciously and unyieldingly again and again when he was on the verge of collapse and could no longer bear it.

Just like the witch on the cold operating table, relying on a stubborn and angry fire of hatred, she collapsed and resurrected, fell and stood up again and again.

It is precisely because he has personally experienced the witch's past that it is no exaggeration to say that Xia Ming is the person who understands her best in the world.

At this moment, waking up from the pain that seemed like a dream, he opened his eyes and looked at the dominating witch with a shocked face. Regardless of their positions, he just wanted to stretch out his arms and hug her tenderly.

In that endless purgatory-like darkness, Silvina also longed for salvation and redemption countless times.

How great would it be if a ray of light suddenly appeared in the despairing darkness and illuminated her eyes?

In that dark abyss, why couldn't a straw of hope be extended to her?

Even without these, even without light, without hope.

But...it's really cold...it hurts, it's really painful...

Dad...Mom...

Is there anyone...is there anyone who can give Sylvina a hug...

However, in that cold underground experimental base, everything she hoped for could not come true.

Everything she longed for was nothing, nothing, just nothingness.

Even that small wish at the end only reflected the colder and crueler reality, causing her to experience deeper despair from soul to heart.

"Xia Ming, you actually...!"

The dominating witch watched in shock as Xia Ming opened her eyes. After accepting her tragic past of despair and pain, she had not yet collapsed, and her consciousness was still so solid.

How can this be!

How could anyone else besides me be able to endure such an abyss of hell!

Her mind was suddenly stunned by this incomparable shock.

And under this huge shock, for no reason, a trace of joy and joy arose in her heart that she had not expected.

At this moment, when she was dazed and confused, Xia Ming underneath her opened his arms towards her.

Damn it, this guy is going to take advantage of the situation and counterattack!

She was about to gather her thoughts and react quickly, but at this moment, Xia Ming's arms had already closed, hugging her tightly and forcefully.

What!

Her pupils suddenly dilated, her clenched fists unconsciously unclenched, and a more violent tremor than before struck her soul.

I……

I got hugged by this bastard!

I was hugged by this man!!!

Suddenly, long-lasting memories and longings invaded her heart. The tragic memory of being in hell reminded her again, and she recalled the little wish she had in her heart when she was walking in boundless darkness and pain.

Even if no one comes to save me, even if no one gives me hope and light.

but……

But walking alone in such loneliness and despair, it really hurts and feels so cold...

Will anyone come and hug me, even if...even if it's just a fleeting warmth...

She roams the wilderness alone under the name of the Dominant Witch, and is hated and feared by everyone.

She thought she was used to being alone and she no longer needed hugs.

As long as she has this power and is accompanied by her group of loyal puppies, it is enough.

She had already forgotten about it.

But no matter how loyal the puppy is, it only behaves well and loyally because it is controlled by her mind. She has always known this in her heart.

She has always placed herself above all people and creatures, so high and above them all that no one is qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with her.

She doesn't need hugs, she enjoys this loneliness and coldness that transcends everything else.

But...is that really the case?

It is clearly a space of spiritual consciousness, but the dominating witch hugged by Xia Ming felt a kind of tolerance and warmth that she had never felt before from such an embrace. That small warmth, the warmth that she had always hoped for and longed for...

"Sylvina."

Xia Ming's dreamy voice sounded softly in her ears.

Many years had passed, and this was the first time someone did not call her the Dominant Witch with hostility and fear, but instead whispered her real name so kindly and tenderly.

"It's very tiring to be alone..."

He gently stroked her long hair and her scalp, gently and warmly, as if she had felt the peace of mind many years ago.

Hatred is just a sharp knife, tenderness is the poison that corrupts the will.

The mind of the dominating witch trembled with fear and confusion, feeling the warmth of this embrace, the tenderness from the top of her head, the breath of the man in front of her...

She panicked, she was scared.

"You...you, you, you, what are you doing! Let me go, this witch!"

She was at a loss and punched out a pink fist.

boom!

The panic and violent force that surged out of his fist instantly punched the unsuspecting Xia Ming into pieces.

The dominating witch stared blankly at Xia Ming, who was beaten to pieces by her and disappeared without a trace, and then looked at the fist she had just thrown out in panic with a sense of loss.

That warmth... disappeared.

That peace of mind...has also disappeared.

She looked at the empty and lonely spiritual space around her at a loss, and suddenly shouted eagerly to the surroundings:

"Asshole! Pervert! Scumbag! Where did you die! Don't hide!"

"Come out, this witch! Come out! We haven't decided the winner yet!"
Chapter completed!