The strongest animal trainer in the universe

What does it really feel like to die?

People who have never died must not be able to describe the feeling in detail.

Even the person who feels death himself, if he comes back to life.

I don't even know what it's like when you die. ...

fear?lonely? ...

Or relieved, at ease...

But in fact, all these feelings are not the feelings at the time of death.

These are all people's usual perception of the unknown before death.

True death is a temperature.

A hypothermia that slowly paralyzes and loses the sense of maintaining the body.

At the time of death, when the brain loses consciousness little by little, and is replaced by numbness little by little...

That, in fact, is what death really looks like.

The handsome young man was lying on a white bed.

Although his brain has lost the ability to think, his body is still incomparably alive.

Even his heart was still beating warmly.

... yet his hands and feet were cold.

A cold that resembles ice corroded from the inside out.

Sitting next to the boy's bed was a young man with messy black hair.

He had the same hands with black nails as the boy with his eyes closed.

But their hands are not the same...

Because even if the boy's hands are completely cold, it can be seen from the outside.

I can also know how beautiful and soft this young man was before he was alive...

And his hands are one of the proofs of his soft appearance.

A long white gown covered with precious stones covered the young man's body. This long gown, which was accidentally discarded in the underground abyss of Jidia, was once the evidence that the young man was ordered to accept the inheritance when he was in danger.

The black-haired young man still remembers the time when the young man wore this long robe like a god.

The boy's eyes seemed to have been washed by the purest water.

It is full of endless brightness and beauty...

Before meeting the boy, the black-haired youth had never felt a little bit of warmth and happiness in this purgatory world...

Even before he learned the knowledge of human beings and what the word happiness really meant.

He didn't even understand why the hands that hugged the boy were always eager to hug him again.

This young man is not the light source in his dark world, and it is even more impossible for him to abandon the past...and transform into a mortal with too many useless emotions.

He was just his enjoyment, a enjoyment he had never imagined or met before.

His body exudes a fragrance that can soothe his mania, and his skin can bring him the joy of being washed.

He is the supreme delicious food, and it is the happiness that should be held in his hands like a treasure.

His happiness is to be able to keep this boy by his side...

You can plunder and absorb from him anytime, anywhere...

However... the person who was regarded as such a treasure by him died.

Lying in the human prison controlled by countless weapons and institutions.

He watched many humans die, he watched his companions feast on...

However, he failed to see the boy who was supposed to be alive and standing there waiting for him.

"So everyone in this world deserves to die, they... all should die!!"

Countless black monsters heard an angry voice, a voice that could make them tremble and surrender in fear.

What is the master saying?

Why is he so angry? !

Was it because they accidentally destroyed what he wanted to get?

"Master! Humans have activated the nuclear cannon, now we should leave!"

Qin Liexi sat on the soft white bed carried by the huge Huoerjia, and he saw his faithful servants through the tentacles of Huo Jia.

A purple-black eyeball full of scars and stinging...

"Oh... I thought that human beings are so cowardly that they would not dare to die with us."

Without the slightest panic of imminent disaster, Qin Liexi hugged He Jiu who was lying safely on the bed, and put him on his lap.

Like an adult holding a child, Qin Liexi embraced He Jiu in his arms.

Lowering her head, Qin Liexi tried her best to sniff the warmth on He Jiu's body...

However, although the dead body still has a very weak life reaction, it is not as sweet and warm as before.

"Throw those useless wastes to humans to play, and take the big monsters to the giant peak and leave here... The people who should be killed are almost dead anyway..."

Qin Liexi said so coldly to the servant standing below.

"Yes."

A crisp and forceful answer showed that this servant obeyed Qin Liexi's orders.

The huge Huoerga was originally an extremely ferocious creature.

But at this moment, when facing Qin Liexi, he only acts as a caring and silent mobile mount.

Let the explosions in your ears be noisy, and let the flesh and blood around you fly around.

Knowing nothing about He Jiu, he knew before he died that he might never wake up again...

But amidst the vast fog rising again, He Jiu slowly opened his eyes.

He Jiu, whose mind was completely blank, stared blankly in front of him...

But where he lies, he doesn't know anything...

I don't know who I am, I don't know where this place is...

【Owner……】

An old voice like a ghost floated from the depths of the fog...

There seemed to be something buzzing next to He Jiu's ears, as if preventing him from being able to hear this sound.

"what……"

When he was about to turn over, He Jiu finally realized that his body was like a useless weight.

He knows that he has a body, but when he wants to control the body to do any action...

He can't do it...

【Owner……】

The erratic voice came again, and He Jiu wanted to turn his face to look.

But when he opened his eyes, he could only lie there, paralyzed like a dead person...

【Master, why did you choose the evil way? 】

"Did I choose?..."

He Jiu didn't know at all, he didn't know anything.

Like a completely blank sheet of paper, he has no memory.So you can't comprehend what you are talking about by choosing an evil way?

[Yes...you chose...you chose a path that you can't turn back, you can only bear it. 】

"……Yeah?……"

He Jiu's voice was so soft that he couldn't even hear him.

In the white world, he seems to be a person without a past.

Or something, gently wiped away his past...

【You should wake up...】

Another young voice interrupted the conversation between He Jiu and the old voice from the depths of the fog.

It was a very familiar voice, and it took He Jiu a long time to realize that it was his own voice.

"who are you?"

【I am the current you...】

"I?……"

He Jiu was still in a daze, responding slowly.

He couldn't move, like a piece of wood that was about to rot.

There is no choice but to wait for the already clear ending.

"I... shall we... should we wake up?..."

【We are all too hungry.If you don't wake up... you will lie here forever. 】

That self explained slowly, with indescribable sadness and helplessness in his voice.

However, he was too hungry, even He Jiu felt that he was too hungry...

"What shall we eat when we wake up?"

He Jiu has no memory, but he vaguely feels that his hunger should be filled with something different.

【Probably... people...】

But after hearing this answer, He Jiu felt that the answer shouldn't be the same thing as himself...

"Can you only...cannibalize people?..."

The faint voice of mosquitoes and flies asked slowly and hesitantly...

[We... have no choice. 】

That self coldly cut off He Jiu's redundant thoughts.

But not having a choice is a choice in itself.

Because, he can still choose not to choose...and then just lie here.

keep on starving...

【Owner……】

It was that old voice again.

He Jiu opened his closed eyes again.

"You...do you have anything else to tell me?..."

【Master, you... have died...】

At that moment, He Jiu finally couldn't keep calm after hearing these words.

Pain, severe pain.

The constant ferocious voice from the depths of his mind was the source of his pain.

"what--!"

His forehead is full of veins, and even the whole white world he lives in is beginning to twist...

"This is not my world, this is my mind... Is something talking? Stop talking! Stop talking! Ugh!"

He Jiu is like a rotten wood nailed in place, he was expecting to slowly usher in an irreversible rot.

But something completely out of his control broke the program.

Before completely losing control, the real He Jiu was held in Qin Liexi's arms.

He took the wings of the giant peak and floated up to the cold sky.

He is already dead, unable to overlook the collapsed city...

So in the same way, he also failed to glance over Lan Qi's head, his old friend...

It was a one-sided brush.

This is also the first time that Lan Shen looks at the world with those deep eyes that originally belonged to Lan Qi.

A tall and handsome man with long black hair reaching his waist.

Thin ruthless lips, eyebrows and eyes like blades.

The dark blue spiritual flame ignited little by little from Lan Shen's fingertips.

The huge monster crashed down in front of Lan Shen.

"Patriarch...Patriarch...did it! She did it!"

Even in this doomsday-like catastrophe, the Lan family with a family background of thousands of years is still because of its owner...

survived...

"Yes, the Patriarch did it. She did it, but she also died..."

Xinqiu holds two babies who are less than one month old in her arms.

A baby boy, a baby girl...