My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 733

Chapter 733
Patrick did not regret what he had chosen to do, even if he would die like this. It was good that he could die together with her.
It was not that he was negative, but that he had no strength to speak now, so he slowly closed his eyes, holding her tightly.
It was so silent.
Lucy and Gary seemed to be quietly waiting to die.
On the contrary, Christina was in a good mental state. As she lay in Patrick’s arms, she gradually calmed down. The more determined she was, the weaker the hallucination became.
She felt he was unusually cold, raised her head, only then did she notice his pale face.
Christina was shocked and held him back tightly. “How are you feeling?”
“Are you feeling unwell? What’s wrong with you?”
As soon as she woke up, she was questioned by Alisa, but she had no memory of what had happened before. Now, she suddenly realized that they were all trapped in danger.
Patrick opened his eyes and looked at her. He didn’t know if it was an illusion that he was a little more energetic and not so stuffy.
He couldn’t see clearly because of the darkness, but as he touched his body, the bloody wound had healed, and even the burned scar on his palm had become smooth.
Patrick perked up.
He immediately remembered that Christina, who was holding the Scepter, had made a dead branch gradually sprout buds.
Patrick was excited and surprised to be sure that his wound had healed.
Before he could say anything, Samba’s sad cry sounded.
Barbarian would cry too.
Samba was big and physically much tougher than ordinary, but his mother could not survive such torment. He knelt sadly, lowered his head, and wept.
The sound of his crying was so clear in the silence, burrowing into their ears, sad and lingered.
The Barbarian Leader wouldn’t breathe any longer.
Samba laid his mother flat, knelt properly as if he was mourning for her in the ceremony of sacrifice.
Although Lucy and Gary couldn’t see, they felt his sadness.
Lucy was not in the mood to sympathize. Anyway, they all would die. Those who died early could be mourned by others. But who would cry for her when she died?
She suddenly felt it ridiculous that everyone had no feelings for death.
Lucy found a comfortable place, lying to rest in peace.
Patrick pulled Christina along. He wanted to ask her, but she got up and insisted on looking at the Samba. In this cave, her eyesight was normal but a little dim. She knew that their current situation was related to her.
“Human Cub, my mother is dead.”
Samba was simple-minded, but he was emotional. He knelt sadly in front of the corpse of the Barbarian Leader.
Hearing what he said, Christina sobbed and knelt beside him.
She knew that Samba had been growing up on his own for he was exiled by the Barbarian Leader. Therefore, he was alienated from her, but he still cared, after all, she was his mother.
Gary and Crabbie found a good place and waited for death calmly. Listening to the sobbing of Samba, they also felt sympathetic. A Barbarian like Samba was simple-minded and had well-developed limbs, who would probably survive until the end, in other words, the last one to die.
In their current situation, it was an extrication to die earlier.
Christina imitated the farewell ceremony of Samba, touching the forehead and brows of the deceased.
She did not notice that the Barbarian Leader moved her finger and clenched Samba’s fist. Samba was stunned.
On the other side, Patrick felt a warm stream of energy in his body. When he had the strength to move, he came to Alisa by feel.
“Let this snake drill down. It takes a lot of effort to drill up, but the soil will become softer deep down. There is a pool below. We will all have a chance to leave here.”
Patrick had sensed that Alisa and Nagar shared a common life for their consciousnesses and senses were connected. Alisa could control the snake to save them.
This was the only way for them to survive that Patrick could think of.
But Alisa ignored him. She looked numb and desperate without saying anything.
Raphael’s original body was buried in the mud and could not be found. In front of her, her son in an unfamiliar body was dying.
Alisa was devastated.
She knew that her son had done a lot for her. Alisa had lived for thousands of years and owed nothing but the son she gave birth to on impulse due to her wrong love relationship.
On the other side, Augustus knew that he was about to die. His chest was pierced by a branch, let alone fell heavily in this place. His breathing became harder, but he was not resigned. He turned in Alisa’s direction and roared her name, looking so grim.
“Alisa,” Augustus shouted hoarsely, eager for her to take one last look at him.
He was old, but Alisa was still so young and charming. How could he accept it?
He felt that it was not his fault that he hurt her back then. He still loved her and had never betrayed her.
Alisa ignored him. She just wanted to stay with her son quietly until he died. As a mother, she was too failed to protect her child.
She heard the idea that Patrick had just put forward to ask Nagar to fight its last strength to drill down. The pool below might give them a chance to live, but Alisa didn’t want to. Since her son was dead, letting everyone be buried here might also be a good ending.
An exciting voice disrupted Alisa’s thoughts. “My mother is alive!” Samba shouted.
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Lucy and the others were in a daze because of the lack of oxygen, so they didn’t know what Samba was shouting about. All she wanted now was to die in peace and for this brainless barbarian to stop being so noisy.
However, Alisa could understand his language immediately.
She was shocked and immediately turned to Samba. The old Barbarian Leader, who had passed away just now, sat up alive, looking energetic.
Alisa had known for a thousand years that her master could control life and death. Her master’s anger could wither everything, and at the same time, it could make everything alive.
“I beg you to save my son.”
Alisa crawled to Christina excitedly and trembled. She kept kowtowing and begging.
“Bring my son Raphael back to life. I can promise you anything.”
Christina was confused and looked down at her hands. She also felt incredible.
At this moment, the ruby at the head of the Scepter, which was abandoned in the corner, glowed faintly. Although a third of the Scepter was removed, it still possessed incredible divine power.
The voice in Christina’s mind was screaming wildly. Suddenly, she realized that as long as she could control her mind and suppress the voice, she could do anything.