Shinavis felt his consciousness floating and swelling, as if the rootless duckweed in the sea could not find a place to stay.

He didn't know where the end was, nor how long he would have to wander like this again.

Accompanied by this feeling of drifting is the pain that cannot be described in words - this is a pain that comes from the depths of the soul, which seems to tear his body and consciousness apart.

"Where am I?"

"Am I dead or alive?"

In the deep darkness, Shinavis's consciousness raised such questions, but no one could give him the right answer, including himself.

The God of Death in the Temple of Death is dead, and now the real God of Death is only one step away from him.

Shinavis seemed to gradually gain a clearer consciousness - he was really going to die, and he was getting closer and closer to the edge of the cliff.

In that place, there seemed to be an extremely powerful suction force that made him unable to resist even if he tried his best.

Shinavis's consciousness became more and more painful, and the feeling of tearing became stronger and stronger. It seemed that it would not take long for his soul and body to completely turn into pieces under the blow of this extreme pain! Then it dissipated between heaven and earth!

Shinavis had countless grievances and complaints in his heart, but there was no place to tell him!

What he is about to face is endless dark torture!

"Ah! I'm not willing!" Shinavis roared!

However, this roar from the depths of his soul would not bring any change in the status quo. He felt that his body was still being pulled towards the edge of the cliff by the suction force that made people feel fear!

From the outside, Shinavis was still lying on the edge of a solemn tank cemetery. Next to him was a rolling armored vehicle and a black shadow that almost melted in the night.

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After the dark shadow slowly emerged from the night, he quietly came to Shinavis' side. His steps were very light, and even left extremely shallow footprints on the ground covered with fine dust due to being bombed. If you don't observe carefully, you will not be able to find it at all.

It's like a lonely ghost wandering between heaven and earth, with no place to come or destination.

He was alive, he had been here, but he had left almost no trace.

Not only do you not see his footsteps, but you can’t even hear his breathing, and you can’t feel the fluctuations that normal living organisms should have on him.

He stood in the night, as if he should have belonged to this night.

If you observe carefully, you can see him, but you cannot feel his existence.

This is a sense of extreme contradiction, but it makes people feel extremely harmonious in this person.

He seems to exist, but it doesn't exist. I believe... everyone will feel this way after seeing him.

However, in the past few years, he has not been seen too many times. Moreover, those who have seen him have all died almost - well, most of them died on the spot. Of course, it is not denied that some people can live for a long time, but this comes from his "gift".

This black shadow will not bring people a sense of fear, but anyone who sees him will not feel any happiness... Of course, this is just the first impression. If you observe it more, the fear will continue to increase. The reason is very simple, because - unknown.

Humans are always afraid of unknown people or things, because ordinary people can hardly judge whether the black shadow standing in front of you is a human or a ghost.

After the shadow came to Shinavis, he did not make any move immediately, whether it was to help the other party or to make up for a knife.

He just watched quietly, regardless of the mercenaries who were searching in this direction in the distance.

Gunshots rang out in scattered stars, and the mercenaries of Morence Military Resources Company were replenishing guns against the undead enemies.

And these gunfires did not cause any fluctuations in life on the black shadow.

After staring at Shinavis for two minutes, the black shadow finally made a hoarse and non-human voice: "The declining Temple of Life... has what I want, I have been waiting for more than twenty years... It's not as good as human or ghost."

At this moment, the seemingly clear night sky suddenly thundered.

This is probably like a bolt from the blue.

"I hate thunder, and even more so, thunderstorm nights, which will arouse some unpleasant memories of me." As he said, he stretched out a hand.

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Shinavis was unwilling to give up, really unwilling to die like this. He was the shadow of a god for many years, waiting for him to grow old, waiting for him to get sick, and waiting for him to die.

He is the shadow of that person, and he cannot compete with him head-on, so he can only wait.

After waiting for so many years, Shinavis finally waited for the result he wanted and finally could finally send him off. However, the position under his butt was not warmed up yet, he had not found his new account, and he was not able to face all the gods in the dark world proudly, he was about to die?

Even if he really goes to hell, Shinavis will regret it - why, why did he come to Africa to deal with Apollo?

A quasi-god-level figure was killed by a carpet bombing like the b-52 before he could emit his brilliance to the whole world?

Shinavis' consciousness was still sliding towards the edge of the cliff. He tried all kinds of ways to stop this slipping trend, but he couldn't do it. He watched... as half of his body was pulled outside the cliff by the terrifying suction force... At this critical moment, it seemed that a hand suddenly stretched out from the void, grabbed his body, and then easily defeated the terrifying suction force and pulled Shinavis's body back.

He almost died, just a little bit.

To be precise…Sinavis died halfway and was stopped by the owner of that hand.

His death process was artificially interrupted, and he survived temporarily... As for how long he could live, it may not be up to Shinavis himself to decide.

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"Hiss..."

Shinavis seemed to have a breath of air conditioning, which was a clear feeling of pain.

The pain is very sharp, which is completely different from the pain of broken bones in the body.

He felt his consciousness gradually return to his body and finally had the ability to open his eyes.

So he saw the night and the black shadow that had almost melted into the night.

The black shadow was stretching out a hand and putting it on Shinavis' arm, and the clear and sharp pain came from this.

No, to be precise, the black shadow was holding a syringe in his hand, which had been accurately pierced into the vein of Shinavis' arm.

Shinavis didn't know what kind of potion this black shadow injected him, but as the potion was slowly injected, he became more and more awake.

Even if it is a temporary rejuvenation, this state of awakeness is already a miracle.

Shinavis didn't know who this black shadow was, and he didn't think about resisting, because in this state, he couldn't even lift a finger. Resisting to this unknown mysterious black shadow was like a fool.

After giving Shinavis the injection, the black shadow retracted his hands. His hands clamped the syringe in his palms, and then gently pressed...

The glass syringe turned into countless glass debris and fell down one after another, landing on the dust on the battlefield, and it was no longer possible to find traces.

And the only metal needle was left in the black shadow's hand.

He pinched both ends of the needle with his index finger and thumb, and then the slender needle was pinched flattened directly, twisted and deformed, and almost no longer saw its original appearance.

The sharp needle did not pose any threat to the skin of his hand! Even the cuticle of the skin could not penetrate!

Shinavis is now extremely awake. He doesn't know if he is looking back. However, the clear pain in his body has been reminding him... He may not be able to live long.

Looking at the black shadow's movement of syringe crushing with both hands just now, a look of horror flashed in Shinavis' eyes.

He is actually a master and knows some of those who are more powerful than him, but Shinavis has never seen him. A person can be so strong.

He had just gotten so close, but he didn't hear any sound related to rupture at all!

The glass syringe is silently turned into powder!

Then...Sinavis couldn't help but have an idea... If the other party's palm slapped his head, would his head fall into the same fate as the syringe?

"If you want to speak, you can speak now. Of course, you can't say too much." The hoarse voice of the black shadow made Shinavis' weak body feel goose bumps. What kind of sound is this... This tone seems to be tug in the head!

Shinavis tried to open his mouth, but unexpectedly, there were not many changes except for the faint sound.

"Who are you? Why save me? How long can I live?" Shinavis opened his mouth and asked three questions directly.

It seems that after he woke up, his thinking became clearer.

"You want to know too much, but I can only answer you one question." The black shadow looked at Shinavis. Yes, the latter felt that he had made a look down. From Shinavis's perspective, he could not see clearly what the other person's face looked like. His whole body was shrouded in shadows and darkness.
Chapter completed!