Another World: My life is on the hook!

No one knows how long it has been.

The two people who were hurting each other crazily, in the midst of the distortion and rage, frantically declared the anger brought about by failure.

From the anger of wanting to tear the opponent apart at the beginning, to the chaos when it was completely controlled, the blood plasma and vines were intertwined, creating a terrifying scene like hell.

It was like an absurd and terrifying dream.

I don't know how long it took.

Accompanied by the turbulent vines tightening his body so frantically, he could even faintly hear the sound of his own bones cracking and shattering.

Then there was a loud bang in his consciousness, and he fell into darkness.

He knew that he should be dead.

Died in that battle.

But before his consciousness completely fell into darkness, he vaguely saw the pair of emerald-like eyes complicatedly opened from among the weeping willow-like branches and leaves.

……

That should be death, right?

Just like every death I've ever felt before, cold and nothingness.

In other words, death doesn't really feel like much, and the coldness and emptiness are just the slightest illusion produced when consciousness is dying.

Because he knows that he will not die.

He will never fail to leave a way out for himself, just like in his body, he still left himself with two chances of resurrection.

Only this time I don't know why.

His resurrection did not come as fast as the previous few times, but it seemed to have been waiting for a long time, as if a century had passed.

All the way to his ear, there was the system prompt that kept ringing.

【Ding!You have been supplemented with the mana of flesh and blood, your physique points have increased by 100 points, and your ability to control flesh and blood has improved! 】

【Ding!You have been supplemented with the mana of flesh and blood, your physique points have increased by 150 points, and your ability to control flesh and blood has improved! 】

Similar reminders kept ringing in my ears, followed by the crackling sounds of bones twisting and flesh wriggling.

Excruciating pain!

Unbelievable pain!

It was as if the outside body was being chewed by a huge spider, crushed little by little in the ferocious mouthparts, and then assembled again.

This process seems to have lasted for so long.

It wasn't until the system prompts gradually stopped that the severe pain began to subside, and before his consciousness fell into nothingness again, he only remembered the last sound that sounded beside his ears,

【Ding!You gain a dash of divinity. 】

【Ding!Your recovery rate is 9%...]

……

"Head! Get your head!! Don't pretend to be dead!! What's wrong with you?! Did you blow it up?!"

"Why are you lying naked in this ghost place alone!! Wake up!!"

I don't know how long it took, but there were bursts of noise pollution that made people irritated and shouted.

Only then did Lynn's hazy consciousness slowly show signs of recovery.

Eyelids slowly opened.

But just opened it a little bit, and before he could see clearly what was going on, he called out with a slap, and turned his head in the same direction with a slap.

(ヾ????)——

"Head head head head! Wake up! Wake up!!"

Accompanied by the sound of shouting.

On a clearing surrounded by thick blood mist, a little black-haired loli eagerly grabbed Lynn's neck, sat on the ground, and flapped.

He was a little bit awake, but was soon fanned back.

Beside her, a big tongue subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then crookedly used the words Sir Egwene taught him to write, and rolled up a sign, which read:

"Boss Zuo Zuo, although I don't like him, but if you smoke like this, there is a high probability that you will kill someone."

Staring left and right.

stopped.

Beside her, a young man wearing an ancient medieval aristocratic costume knelt there on one knee, held Lynn's shoulder, and murmured:

"I just checked his body, except for the kidney, there is nothing serious about it, and it seems that he should have just used up the chance of resurrection given to him by the mistress. Before that, he should be Died once, but strangely..."

The young man was thinking, looking at Lynn's body.

"His physique seems to have been greatly improved. Compared with before, he is now..."

Then under the staring gaze of Zuo Zuo and Big Tongue, the young man stretched out his hand in thought, and with the flash of light, a bone cutting knife appeared in his hand with a swipe.

Zuo Zuo said in a daze, "Sir Aiwen, what are you going to do?"

But she wasn't done yet.

Just heard a puff.

Zuo Zuo: "(wДw) Wow!!"

Accompanied by the burst of blood plasma.

One of Lynn's hands was chopped off by Sir Egwene, and blood was everywhere.

But a strange scene appeared, the plasma that shot out seemed to have a life of its own, gurgling up, and then like a colony of ants returning to their nest, they quickly moved towards Lin En's dead body. Arms gathered in the past, and the hand wriggled unexpectedly, wanting to go back by itself.

Zuo Zuo and Xiao Baobei were both dumbfounded by this scene.

Ser Egwene narrowed her eyes.

Watching the broken arm slowly climb out of flesh and blood vines, watching them reach out to the broken hand, and then connect together smoothly, the wound on the wrist also began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But halfway through the healing, the wound seemed to remember something, and a blood vessel suddenly protruded from it.

Pooh--

Spit at Ser Egwene.

Then he drilled back quickly, and the arm healed quickly.

Ser Egwene: "..."

Zuo Zuo: "..."