The Gold Bug's antennas twitched, and with a flash of light, an image appeared before Ling Yun as if projected, showing a figure with blood oozing from its seven orifices.
Desiccated and withered.
It was Ling Yun's mother.
Despite being reduced to such a ghastly state, Ling Yun recognized her at once.
"Run! Yun'er! Your father is already dead, there's no time, don't look back! Hurry and run! Find a chance to escape!"
Her mother's image pleaded within, her voice mournful as if a cuckoo bleeding from the heart.
"Mother, what's happening?"
Ling Yun cried out loudly.
At that moment, a sudden change occurred.
A blaze of fire suddenly appeared on her mother's legs, and the flames spread rapidly.
As if gripped by some mysterious force, the image of her mother was dragged toward the antennas of the golden bug and absorbed.
"Mother, what's wrong? What's happening? Don't go!" Ling Yun became frantic.
There was a snap, as if something had broken into two pieces.
