Illimitable Until Death

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The sound has disappeared from this world.

The sound of the ground being blown up by the invisible handcuffs.

The sound of the tree being intercepted by the hand of the black shadow.

Petriqi’s maddening snoring.

Birds and beasts in the forest.

All the sounds are in this moment, disappearing from the ear, the heart, and even the mind.

There was only one voice left, and it sounded softly in the mind of the square.

"Hey..."

That is the sound of something shattered.

This sound can be the crack of anything.

However, in this moment, even if you don't need to deliberately think and recognize, you can understand with instinct.

The source of this cracking sound is not something else, it is the soul.

The soul of Petitius.

When the dagger of the moon was not in the chest of the priest, and the line of death that belongs to the soul alone, the soul of Petitius was killed.

Therefore, the soul of this madman is broken.

This fact can be confirmed in the party.

Because, the same cracking sound, Fang Li has already heard in his own soul.

Can not withstand the record of death, under a serious burden to the broken soul, on that day, is in such a voice, let the soul space in the square cracked.

Now, the same voice is coming to mind, so that the party is almost realized in a flash.

"This is the death of the soul..."

In the case of death, the prophet that was intended to be resurrected, when the result of death was fixed and the transferred soul was obliterated, there was no way to be resurrected.

However, this is nothing more than a result theory.

If the result of death is not fixed because of the ability of the dead eye, then death is nothing more than a stage in which Petitius turns to new life.

In this case...

“When the soul enters the stage of death, can it really only die?”

When the human body is destroyed, it will die in most cases.

This is common sense.

However, in those worlds that carry the mystery that can happen, there is still a existence that will not die even if the body is destroyed.

Therefore, for such a existence, often the death of the soul is the real death.

However, this is only limited to these worlds.

If there is a broken soul, then it will not die.

This kind of existence, in the space of the Lord God with all possibilities, is definitely there?

However, even if it exists, as long as it is alive, the eyes in the square can kill the other party.

In other words, for Fangli, there is only one value of its existence.

That is death.

Everything is dead in everything.

The party is the existence that can record all of these deaths.

Even so, the soul of the square has objects that cannot be recorded.

That is itself.

Recording the dead soul, but unable to record his death.

This is a testimony to the sentiment generated by Fang Li’s observation of the death of the vegetable moon.

"Although for the death of everything, the weight of a person's death is too small, but this person's death, and sometimes, can do things that can't be achieved by the death of everything."

There is a saying in mankind that death is worthwhile to die.

In other words, the so-called "death" is not something that counts value by quantity.

The death of everything is death.

The death of a person is also dead.

Since all are dead, why is the number of the party that is the advantage?

Not all dead?

The death of the body is death.

The death of the soul is death.

However, Petitius can transfer the soul to other bodies when the body dies, thus achieving the goal of surviving.

This result is not dead.

When the soul was killed, Petitius was really dead.

This is death.

Death is only a result.

Whether the object is killed by the body or the soul is killed, as long as this existence is still alive, it is not dead.

Only when it is over, that is death.

Then...

"Even if the soul is broken, as long as there is no end, it is not dead."

Fang seems to understand.

As a way to end the death of others, the only way to meet them is to have a second way besides the same death.

Although I still don't understand why my soul can record death, the origin of its own nature has not yet been found. It can be seen through the cultivation of the death of Us, and there seems to be some understanding of what to do.

"Hey..."

The ice-blue magic eye slowly dimmed in the eyelids of the square, and restored the dark color.

"Hey..."

An invisible magic hand raging in this space also stopped unconsciously and gradually dissipated.

The surrounding area has completely turned into a ruin, either a pitted cave or a ruined tree residue, which is unimaginable.

Only in the square, the half-elf girl holding silver hair in one hand, holding the moon blade in one hand, pierced it into the chest of the person in front of him.

There, Petitius kept his madness, but his body shape seemed to be frozen and solidified there.

In the eyelids, I have already lost my anxiety.

When the square pulled out the sharp dagger from the body of Petitius, there was no trace of wounds on his body.

Peitiusius kept this appearance and died here.

Looking at this kind of Petriqius, the voice of mercy in the square broke the silence around.

"There is this crazy look to death, you are really helpless, Peitius-Roman Nikon..."

In addition to Fang Li, another person present was also touched.

Looking at Petriqius to keep the madness of death, the heart of love Mi Liya is actually an indescribable sadness.

"Ugh?"

When Love Melia reacted, she discovered that she actually shed tears.

At the moment, Emilia quickly wiped away her tears, and then she was confused.

That way, it’s like being surprised at why you feel sad about the death of a madman who doesn’t take human life seriously.

If it is said that Petriqis is dead, this is a crazy look, then, love Mi Liya probably has this innocence and kindness until the same death?

This is the shortcoming of Emilia, and the advantage of loving Melia.

Therefore, the party did not bother such love Emilia, but silently waited for her to adjust her mood.

After half a ring, Emilia returned to God and whispered to the side.

"Let's go…"

Fang Li nodded.

After all, even if Petit is dead, things are not over yet.

The whale's crusade is still going on.

Although, in this case, the result is already doomed.