The male supporting role was captured by the protagonist after his rebirth

Zhang Yi traveled through the alien space at an extremely fast speed. His figure was like a flash of lightning. In the moment of opportunity created by Obernius, he had disappeared into the thick fog.

Kadilais looked at the thick fog with a frown on his face. Not only could the fog block his ability to detect the two people's auras, it was also extremely toxic.

Even he didn't dare to stay in it for long without an antidote.

After all, the land is not his home ground, the ocean is.

Katiles turned his gaze to Obengius.

He never thought that his good show would be ruined by such a strange person who was not even at the captain level.

He narrowed his eyes, exuding a cold and tyrannical aura, and licked his teeth lightly with the tip of his tongue: "Disgusting bug... I will crush you to death bit by bit."

A gorgeous dagger was stuck in Obenius' chest, and blood was flowing down his body toward the crystal shield, dyeing the pure white crystal into deep red.

His face was pale, his breathing was rapid and heavy, and every breath seemed to be using up his last bit of strength. Although his eyes were firm, they were already filled with fatigue and pain.

Each of Ipsilon's two attacks contained destructive power. Even if Obenius burned his life, he had already reached his limit.

His body was already covered with wounds from the continuous attacks, and the dagger had pierced deeply into his chest, causing severe pain with every heartbeat.

Blood continued to flow from his body toward the crystal shield. The bloodstains on the shield were like blooming flowers. Although beautiful, they also revealed a sense of tragedy.

Although his body was crumbling, his will was as strong as the crystal shield.

Obengius used up the last of his strength, raised his shield high, and prepared to meet the next attack from Katiles.

There was an unyielding light in his eyes. Before he got involved in this matter, he had already prepared himself to die.

Katiles stretched out two fingers and flicked them lightly, and an inconspicuous drop of water shot towards the shield!

The water droplets drew an almost invisible track in the air, heading straight for the crystal shield in Obenius's hand.

"Kaka!"

Fragments flew everywhere, and the fragments of the crystal shield reflected dazzling light in the sunlight, like a broken dream bubble.

Blood spurted out from Obengius's body, drew an arc in the sunlight, and then fell to the ground like gorgeous red roses.

His heart was pierced by this ordinary drop of water, leaving a bloody hole.

Obengius's body shook and he fell to the ground with a bang.

When his memory flashed back before his death, he remembered a fairy tale he loved very much as a child.

By the warm fireplace, his mother patted his back gently and told him the story:

"The nightingale, who is keen on singing praises of love, dyed the white rose red with blood in a lonely night to fulfill the young man's feelings."

"Because the young man needs a bright red rose to catch up with the girl he loves..."

Young Obengius said in confusion: "Why did the nightingale have to sacrifice its life? Mom, this is too pitiful!"

It was not until today, when his blood dripped onto the crystal shield, that he finally understood the nightingale.

It turns out that in this life, people can give up their lives for something, whether it is a certain belief or a certain person.

His life, his blood, was all to protect everything he cherished.

As Obengius fell heavily to the ground, a picture album flew out of his arms, scattered all over the sky in the strong wind, and finally fell to the ground.

His blood fell drop by drop on the paper, on those pieces of eternal pure white.

"I will make it with moonlight singing

Dye it with my own blood

The only thing I ask of you

Is to be a true lover. "

Adonis, be brave for me.

There was still a lingering glow in Obengius's eyes. As he looked at the thick fog deep in the Star Island, there was a smile of happiness and relief on his face.

"You're going to die now?"

Katiles walked down from the waves and kicked Obengius's body twice casually. After confirming that he was dead, he grinned and said, "I thought you were very capable."

No matter how tragic the scene was, to him it was nothing more than the dying struggle of a tiny insect. He did not need to feel sorry, nor would he feel pity.

"Tsk, that's really troublesome."

Although Zhang Yi and Deng Shentong escaped into the fog, as long as they dared to appear on the sea, Cartiers would be able to discover them immediately.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, penetrating the thick fog, as if he could see through everything:

"I want to see how long you little mice can hide."

Originally he was just in a whim, but one thing after another was beyond his control. This feeling made the proud Katiles feel very unhappy.

His self-esteem was challenged, which he could not tolerate.

Especially those guys who were self-righteous and performed tragic dramas in front of him, he must catch them and let them die in extreme despair and pain.

He stepped on Obenius's head and was not satisfied until the smiling face was crushed into a bloody mess.

"You like being a hero? I will tear the things you are protecting into pieces bit by bit!"

There was a dangerous gleam in Kadilais's eyes and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if to say that no matter where they hid, they could not escape his clutches.

……

Deep in the thick fog of Xingdao, Zhang Yi was carrying the unconscious Deng Shentong and moving at high speed. His steps were light and fast, as if he had merged with the surrounding fog.

Until the red dot on the map showed that they had moved away from Cartiers and reached the other side of the map.

Zhang Yi then stopped and took a deep breath, a look of relief appeared on his face. He knew that at least at this moment, they were temporarily safe.

He looked around and soon found a hidden cave. The entrance of the cave was covered by dense vegetation and almost blended in with the surrounding environment.

Zhang Yi walked into the cave carefully, making sure not to attract any danger that might be lurking nearby.

He took out a folding bed from the space and carefully laid Deng Shentong flat on the bed.

Deng Shentong’s face was as pale as paper, and his delicate facial features looked like a lifeless sculpture, beautiful but cold.

But the indicator light on his silver-white combat suit emitted a faint red light in the dim light, indicating that he was still alive.

This faint light was particularly conspicuous in the cave, as if it was a symbol of Deng Shentong's vitality.

Zhang Yi took out a stove from the space, raised the temperature in the cave to a suitable level, and then carefully undressed Deng Shentong's combat uniform.

At the moment of life and death, Deng Shentong injected compound No. 5 and briefly ascended to the Ipsilon realm. He pushed the Holy Body Blessing to its extreme, and even a six-winged phantom appeared.

Such drugs consume a lot of energy for aliens, and they are burning their lives every second.

Fortunately, with the help of [God's Gift], he did not die on the spot even if he took a full-strength attack from Cardiles.

He gently stroked Deng Shentong's white neck with his fingers. There was a small needle hole there, which was gradually healing.

Deng Shentong's body was smooth and intact, with no actual injuries on his body surface. It was mostly due to the severe aftereffects of using compound No. 5.

The blood on his mouth and nose had gradually solidified, and it seemed that his internal organs had also been severely damaged by the energy impact.

However, the combat suit's built-in repair function has injected him with drugs to maintain body functions and spare plasma to prevent shock due to excessive blood loss.

Zhang Yi took out a box of emergency medical supplies. At this moment, he was extremely grateful that he was a person with a strong sense of crisis.

Even though he never used them, he systematically learned from doctor Zhou Keer how to use these instruments and medicines.

Deng Shentong's current situation was like a rag doll with the cotton being emptied out, with only a skin on top. If he wanted to wake up, he could only wait until his supernatural powers slowly recovered to the level that could maintain the functioning of his body.

After finishing all this in a hurry, Zhang Yi felt a wave of fatigue coming over him. His back was already soaked with cold sweat and his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm down his emotions.

There was still a lingering trace of fear in his eyes, and his face turned pale from excessive breathing.

For a moment, the scene of Deng Shentong falling and some of the deepest fears in his memory gradually overlapped, almost making him feel that the world had stopped.

“Boom boom, boom boom.”

In the quiet cave, a heartbeat like a drum sounded. Zhang Yi grabbed Deng Shentong's pale wrist and knelt weakly beside the bed.

Zhang Yi curled up in the darkness, the cold and murderous aura on him disappeared completely. He was like a little animal that had lost its mother, leaning helplessly against Deng Shentong.

Only at this time, he didn't seem like an alien who always remained calm and composed, and people realized that he was just a young man in his twenties.

A faint but firm pulse sound came from the slender wrist. Zhang Yi pressed his face tightly against it, as if only in this way could he absorb a little energy.

He was so scared...

There was a gleam of light in the corner of Zhang Yi's eyes, and his almost inaudible murmur echoed in the cave, sounding so desperate and painful.

"Deng Shentong, please... don't leave me again..."