After Transmigrating As A Demon, I've Been Adopted By Angels! Chapter 219 – See You!

Davis became nervous.

Did something happen to Lilia?

However, Davis could feel that Lilia was in a good condition.

The dragon power in her body was abnormally strong. Davis could clearly feel the muscles in Lilia's body tighten as he hugged her arms.

Davis could only wait for her to wake up on her own.

He thought that she had taken a long time to prepare.

Without thinking much, Davis continued to observe the details in his line of sight.

However, Davis had a bold idea.

If he could not solve the white line, he could solve the person who created the white line.

Davis did not know why he suddenly had such a terrible idea at this time.

However, once that bold idea appeared, it spread like a raging fire in his heart.

Then, Davis instantly released the demonic power in his body and controlled the demonic power in his body, following the thin white line, ready to follow the clues to find the owner of the white line.

The demonic power in Davis' body continued to spread along the white line.

Soon, it crossed more than half the sky.

Davis looked at the black and white thin lines. He found something that surprised him.

Looking at the way and angle of the white line, Davis could deduce that the owner of the white line was one of the two kings!

Davis was shocked.

The leader of the ant colony, the queen ant, had her eyes on him.

What scared him the most was that he had no idea when the white line had connected to his body.

Davis did not feel any discomfort or tension.

His most confident intuition did not detect the white line.

When he noticed the white line, the white line had already connected to his body.

It was terrifying.

Davis immediately withdrew his demonic power.

He suspected that the owner of the white line was hiding in that chair.

If he recklessly extended his demonic power, he would most likely suffer a backlash from the queen ant.

The docile white line was probably just a disguise for the queen ant.

Like a calm hunter, it quietly waited for its prey to bite.

When Davis withdrew his demonic power, he found that the white line began to tremble.

It did not move, and the white line did not have any other reactions nor did it prevent Davis from withdrawing his own demonic power.

However, Davis had a strange feeling in his heart.

This was because in the white line, there was actually a feeling of ingratiation and grievance.

Davis directly and selectively ignored it.

That was most likely the queen ant's trap.

That queen ant, to be able to find his trace in such a short time, was definitely not a simple character.

He must treat it seriously, and cannot afford to be a little careless.

He called it lucky in his heart as if not for the fact that time stopped at this moment, perhaps, he had already been subconsciously controlled by that white line.

Davis was a little scared at this moment.

He recalled that when he had the impulse to investigate the white line, his demonic power was tightly wrapped around the white line.

It was very likely that he had been induced by the white line to have that terrifying thought.

This was because under normal circ.u.mstances, Davis would definitely not do such a risky move.

To act rashly before he was certain of his opponent's strength was tantamount to suicide.

It was obvious that it was that white line that made him lose himself.

Davis felt a lingering fear.

At the same time, his grat.i.tude toward Lilia grew stronger.

At this moment, Lilia's voice suddenly entered Davis' mind.

“Davis! Boohoo…”

After Lilia disconnected for a long time, she suddenly shouted Davis' name. Then, she started sobbing softly.

Her voice was very sad.

At first, it sounded like she had done something wrong and was regretting it.

After listening carefully, it sounded like she was crying because she had lost something important.

In short, Lilia's voice made Davis feel very distressed.

He thought of the poor little girl who had once hidden in the cave and cried.

That small and cute figure and the s.e.xy thing in front of him overlapped once again.

At this time, Davis suddenly remembered that Lilia had once been a very lonely girl.

If he had not gone deep into Lilia's soul, he would not have thought that the n.o.ble Dragon Race would have such a weak side.

At this moment, Lilia was just like before, without any disguise at all.

He did not know what had happened to Lilia.

Anyway, Davis' first reaction was to comfort the crying Lilia.

“Lilia, don't cry.

“No matter what happens, I will always be by your side.

“Can you tell me what happened?”

After Davis finished speaking, Lilia's emotions were finally calmed down.

Her cries gradually weakened, and then returned to calmness.

Lilia heard Davis' voice. After a long time, she seemed to remember something and cried out again.

“Davis, you're actually alive. How fortunate.”

After saying that, Lilia burst into tears.

Davis had never heard such a tragic cry before.

The cries he had heard before were only in the real world.

No one had ever cried so loudly in his soul world.

The sound did not weaken at all and it kept echoing in his mind.

The echoes of the cries, as well as Lilia's new cries, actually formed a symphony-like effect in Davis' mind.

Davis was very touched.

He could hear that Lilia was crying because of him.

It was a cry of joy.

It was a cry of loss and recovery.

Davis knew that the reason why Lilia was crying so miserably was all for him.

It could only be for him.

He did not expect that he had already occupied such an important place in Lilia's heart.

It was only after the crying had completely subsided that Davis asked with a complicated feeling, “Lilia, what exactly happened?

“Why are you crying so sadly?

“Tell me, tell me. With me sharing your feelings for you, you'll feel much better.”

Lilia was in a daze. She asked in a daze, “Are you the real Davis?

“How do I prove that you're the real Davis?”

Davis was speechless.

He did not know why Lilia had become like this.

His heart ached.

At the same time, he felt hatred for the white line.

If it was not for the white line that had wrapped itself around him, things would not have turned out this way.