"Ugh.
His life force was in a state of heightened fullness, but after all, the cultivation time was too short.
The taste was still lacking.
If it had been the ninth Blood Moon, I wouldn't have had to live so frugally.
But there's a fool who will be hatching soon.
I'll eat you first, then after some time, eat that fool, and my condition should improve a lot..."
As he thought of this, Long laughed maniacally.
...
Having lost his heart,
Dean became like an engine without energy, and his eyes gradually turned to a shade of gray.
As consciousness hung by a thread,
The slideshow of his life flashed through Dean's mind, with only one final thought remaining: fortunately, my roar of rage should have served as a warning... Brian and Susan should have received it...
At that moment,
Long, holding Dean's heart, drew close with a sinister smile,
"You're probably thinking that because of your warning, your relatives could hide.
Don't worry.
I won't lay a finger on that Brian.
