Xingchuan floated up again, pulled out the gun from his waist and shot into the water. The water became calm again.
He slowly stopped, his expression became sluggish, and he walked back step by step. There were deep bite marks on his arms and legs. The trouser legs on his thighs were completely torn to pieces, and a piece of meat looked more like it had been severely beaten. He tore it away hard, blood staining his whole body red.
He walked back to the shore in pieces. He stood sluggishly on the shore, his wet hair covering his bloody face, and the pistol fell from his hand. At this moment, he looked more like a water ghost than a water ghost in the lake.
"Harry... I know you hate me... but... I'm really running out of time... When I die... who can... change you back..."
I immediately stood beside him. He narrowly escaped death and came here to find Harry, not to let Harry heal him, but to change Harry back...
He said he was running out of time...
Yes, he knows that his power is passing away and will soon disappear completely and he will be unable to use it...
Xingchuan…
It turns out you wanted to make up for it...
But at that time...
Harry…
Already on the way to find me...
Fate is so insidious that we both missed this best opportunity.
It turns out that the cruelest thing is fate.
This is what Bianhua wants me to see, the memory of his master. He is explaining to his master, and he is trying hard to give his master a chance to live. Because he knows that only if I completely forgive Xingchuan, Xingchuan will have the motivation to live and will no longer long for death to atone for his sins from me.
I stretched out my hand and touched the sluggish Xingchuan in front of me. At this moment, he lost the power to live...
He worked hard to survive and returned here with his broken body in order to restore Harry before he died.
And Harry... is gone...
He lost his bearings.
I am dead…
Harry is missing...
He also lost his last chance to restore Harry...
He has no purpose to live...
He turned around and walked straight towards Steel Ghost City, a place full of high radiation that even level 4 ability users must wear protective clothing to enter.
I watched in amazement as he walked toward the Steel Ghost City step by step, watching his skin begin to corrode, blister, and rot in the intense radiation. However, there was no expression on his face, no expression of pain corroded by the radiation. There is no calmness to die, no expression...
He walked through the Steel Ghost City like a soulless body. Radiation corroded into his skin, corroding into the flesh torn by the water ghost. The blood boiled in his wound, and yellow liquid began to flow out of the wound. A mouthful of yellow water overflowed. His mouth and face were rotten.
However, he still walked forward, walked forward...
He walked out of the Steel Ghost City, he fell to the ground, he passed out, the wind and sand gradually covered him, but he was not dead...
His skin began to heal and reconnect, and he was slowly recovering. His ability was not self-healing, but he could change and his body was adapting to the environment. When he was awake, he wanted to die, so he didn't use his abilities, but when he was comatose, his body was instinctively using his abilities to survive, changing his genes so that he could still survive here after being seriously injured.
He woke up slowly in the wind, looked at his recovered hands and cried with his head in his arms, wailing in pain under the blue sunlight in the sand...
The world slowly disappeared from around me. In front of me was Xingchuan, who was still sleeping, and beside him was the flickering picture. The picture extracted and recorded from my mind showed Xingchuan's painful expression as he begged to die.
The weak flower whiskers let go of my parasitic flower and slowly retreated into Xingchuan's clothes. The ice blue ghost flowers also closed one by one, retreated from Xingchuan's back to the back of my hand and slowly disappeared.
Xingchuan…
In order to change Harry back, I have tried hard...
He dragged his broken body, trying to make up for his mistakes...
He turned Harry into a water ghost because he was conceited and confident that he would not die so soon. Turning Harry into a water ghost was a punishment in his eyes.
However, he did not expect that death would come so quickly, and despair devoured his fragile heart mercilessly. He wanted to make up for it before he died. He believed that he could do it, but obviously he did not expect that fate would be worse. I like to see the painful look on his face when he is defeated.
Destiny wants to see what this son of the sun, who has been living in pride, looks like when he falls.
Destiny succeeded, and Xingchuan was completely shattered, turning into an obscure and dull stone under the sand, living and perishing in time, waiting for the God of Death to free him completely.
Xingchuan has really received the punishment he deserves, and why should I be cruel to him...
I let go of my hand, took the blanket and gently covered it on his back. He harmed Harry because of his anger, but he didn't expect that in the end, he would do even worse harm to himself.
I opened the door. Hagers was still in front of the door. He looked at me calmly: "What did you see?"
I took off the instrument from my forehead and put it into his hand: "See for yourself." I walked past him and left alone.
Xingchuan's parasitic flower is begging for my forgiveness for Xingchuan and explaining why he gave up. From the moment I met him again, he never thought of explaining to me. He had been like this before, unwilling to explain his own affairs because he had closed his heart.
And now, he just wants to die, and he won't explain it to Harry and me. He repeatedly provoked us and wanted us to kill him. However, he did not expect that Harry forgave him and I took him back to the Queen's City.
I walked out of the palace. The sun was very dazzling. The two men below had been beaten with bruises and swollen faces. They were even wrestling together. They had no fighting skills at all, just like two children wrestling together.
The surrounding soldiers seemed to feel something strange, and no longer shouted, but watched quietly.
I walked down and A Gu saw me and asked everyone to disperse. I walked up to two men. Their legs were still intertwined, and one was holding the arm of the other.
"Have you finished the fight?" I said solemnly.
They both stiffened at the same time, quickly separated from each other and stood up, turning their faces away and saying nothing.
I turned around and said, "Follow me." I started walking back.
A Gu waved his arm: "It's all gone."
The crowd behind me dispersed, and Harry, A Gu and Harry followed me quietly, all silent.
"It should feel good." I said from the front.
They still didn't speak at the back.
"When you have a good time, don't bring your personal emotions into the battlefield and affect your battle. You should be able to do that."
"Yes." He Lei and Harry each responded in a low voice. Although the atmosphere was depressing, it did not have the previous murderous aura.