Beauty and the Beasts

Chapter 783: The End of the Dream (1)

There were about thirty to forty of those pink eggs densely piled together.

Bai Qingqing suffered a great shock.

F*ck, fancy giving birth to that many. Scorpion beastmen were even more impressive than snake beastmen!

Before she recovered from the shock, Bai Qingqing felt a dark cloud over her, making the hairs on her back stand up on end. There’s something up there!

Before she could dodge, a tall and well-built male figure weaved right through her and walked to the side of the bed.

“Chris, it’s been tough on you.” The man sat beside the stone bed and gently caressed Chris’s face, wiping away the beads of perspiration on her face.

“Hmph!” Chris’s voice was filled with hatred as she squirmed to the uppermost corner of the stone bed, refusing to make physical contact with that pile of eggs, as though afraid she would dirty herself by touching them.

“Take these things away!”

The dark aura on Saint Zachary intensified. Clearly, he had tried to mask that aura in Chris’s presence, but despite his intentions, the aura exuding from his bones would not disappear.

“If you’re mad, you can take it out on me.” Saint Zachary’s voice was so gentle it was unnatural, completely out of place with his aura. “These are your babies. Don’t take your anger out on them.”

Chris cast a glance at those eggs, intense pain flickering across her eyes. “Their father is a rootless beast. They’re born to be rootless beasts, born to suffer torment. They’re probably better off dead!”

Bam!

Saint Zachary suddenly pounded his fist upon the stone bed, causing it to crack as the loud sound rang. With that, the pile of scorpion eggs fell onto the floor.

The violent side that Saint Zachary had been concealing exploded in a full-blown manner, and now he exuded a dangerous vibe from head to toe.

Chris’s body trembled, and she immediately shrunk to the head of the bed.

At this moment, Bai Qingqing recalled the mating scene she saw previously, and for some reason unbeknownst to her, she also received information of Chris being beaten up by Saint Zachary like this.

But this time Saint Zachary restrained himself, unleashing that violence on the stone bed instead.

“If you don’t like it, just kill them!” Saint Zachary suddenly yelled, making Chris so startled that her body violently trembled. Even Bai Qingqing who stood a fair distance away from Saint Zachary jumped in fright.

That was terrifying!

After Saint Zachary said those words, he turned around and left. As his back view vanished behind the door, a deep voice came ringing over. “I’ll go find food for you.”

From the steadiness of the voice, one could tell that he stood still while speaking.

Saint Zachary clearly still loved Chris very much. But they wouldn’t be able to go back to the way they used to be. He won the affection of his spouse but lost to his own conceit.

His rank was already that of a king and above, so he absolutely had the capital to be conceited. But when it came to affairs of the heart, it wasn’t something that could be exchanged using such things.

Bai Qingqing suddenly felt pity for this scorpion beastman—he was originally God’s favored one, yet now one slip and he was reduced to a pathetic worm.

Suddenly sensing something, Bai Qingqing immediately looked towards Chris.

“Don’t do it!”

Chris picked up a piece of crushed rock on the floor and slammed it into that pile of scorpion eggs.

Bai Qingqing froze in her footsteps.

Chris, however, raised her head, and her gaze accurately landed upon Bai Qingqing.

“Why not? They shouldn’t have been born in the first place.” Chris’s expression was numb as she battered the scorpion eggs continuously, causing a patch of milky white substance to spill all over the stone floor.

That wet and gooey sound made Bai Qingqing’s scalp turn numb.

She reached out a hand to grab Chris’s arm, but she simply weaved right through Chris’s body, as though she was a mere shadow.

“Chris!”

A furious howl rang from outside. Right away, Saint Zachary’s figure appeared inside the stone room.

Looking at the goo all over the floor, Saint Zachary let out a painful howl as he grabbed Chris’s arm and sent her flying across the room.