Chapter 575

This is not the first time that nefitari showed her desire to kill. Kayan looked at her and didn't speak.

"We --"

When nefitari struggled to get up, blood dripped from the corners of her mouth, and her wings were received behind her and trembled together.

She shook and fell again.

Kayan stepped forward and gently folded him in his arms.

"Nefitari..."

"Kayan -"

There was silence again. This time it lasted for a few minutes. No one spoke.

Suddenly, the dignified air was separated by a bunch of flashing lights, the storm caused by convection gave a whistling roar, and countless ghosts also whined in the strong wind.

Kayan could feel them trying to reach out and scratch nifetali's skin and hair.

The unwise longing is driving them, and these sons of lust and iniquity are longing for her soul all the time.

"Nefitari."

It was an apology greeting. He saw himself through nefitari's eyes: a tall outline surrounded by a hot golden halo.

"Are you okay?"

Nefitari responded with a cold stare.

"I'm thirsty."

She held out her hand, gently picked up Kayan's face and said weakly.

"I'm thirsty."

It's just a repetition.

"Nefitari..."

"I'm thirsty."

Her voice rose from almost inaudible to a whisper.

Nefitari is dying, Kayan can feel it.

He could feel it a long time ago.

Her heartbeat was scattered and weak, and her pulse became weak, beating intermittently in her chest. The pain soaked every inch of bone and flesh, even her soul.

Even the proud wings and feathers have become sparse and messy. The blood vessels under the translucent skin look like the black lines of marble. Those inclined eyes have lost their brightness and vitality and become dim and dull.

Kayan painfully put his hand around each other's hair.

"Sorry..."

Nefitari looked at him, her expression suddenly became gentle, put her face into his arms and whispered:

"Promise me to die, will you?"

Hearing this, Kayang felt a pain in his chest and didn't know how to answer.

Yes, nifetali didn't think she would die without his permission.

Because she died long ago.

Nefertari was once killed by the evil devil. It was an irreparable death, but Kayan stubbornly resisted the torrent of fate

Nefitari's soul was bound in her dead body.

Moreover, he infiltrated half of his spirit into nefitari's body, used his psionic power to control her dead organs to continue to work, and brought her every nerve back online.

In a sense, nefitari is his string puppet. She can't live or die by herself.

But Kayan doesn't regret doing so, even if it makes him have to consume a lot of energy every day——

Without a response, nefitari raised her pale face and showed a bitter smile.

Kayan was distressed by her weakness. The storm in the void was her curse. The new God was taking her life away from her body every minute.

If it weren't for Kayan, she would never be here, because this is a restricted area of her kind, and no IDA people are willing to follow here.

This is nefitari of Kayan, a descendant of the cursed race. Her race no longer has a place in the universe.

"Kayan, you can't change your fate. I'm dead."

Suddenly, she backed away from Kayan, spread her wings and wanted to fly back to the high place.

"No! I won't allow you to leave!"

As soon as Kayan's heart tightened, he immediately stretched out his hand and clenched it slowly.

The psychic mind bound nefitari's ankles and wrists and dragged her back to the ground.

Nefitari struggled hard and screamed against her.

It's only a small matter to trap her, but it's difficult to appease her soul. Nefitari's mental instability means that Kayan must use extraordinary means.

And she is one of the few things he doesn't want to hurt at all.

Kayan ignored Gaia's reproachful eyes and nefitari's cry, and scattered her mental power into her mind - such a subtle mental power operation is not simple, but he is better at the destruction of violence.

Following the sixth sense, I went through those superficial thoughts, angry emotions and deep pain, as well as all emotions and memories to the deepest part of her mind.

There are tens of thousands of bioelectrical signals connecting consciousness and body. Nefitari uses them to manipulate her body. She can cut off these connections with a simple mental shock.

But instead, Kayan carefully controlled them and cleared them of these connections.

Gradually, nefitari's heart slowed down, her eyes gradually closed, and she lay on the deck again, like a broken puppet.

Kayan regained his mental power. The man-made sleep won't last long.

Yes, no race is more pathetic than the IDA cursed by the gods.

Kayan held out his hand to pick up Nefertari, but as soon as he touched, the other party's body was fragmented, like ashes, up the air flow.

"No! No!!!"

QIANZI roared in horror and tried his best to gather the fragments, but no matter what means and magic he used, the fragments will continue to split into smaller pieces.

Kayan knelt on the ground with weak knees. The whole person immediately crawled and beat the ground hard.

"Why! Why! Why! What did I do wrong! I hate you! I hate you!!!"

Suddenly, a cold golden light shone on Kayan. He raised his head and his tearful face solidified in an instant——

"This --"

He opened his mouth slightly, but he didn't know what to say.

A small whisper came from the space. Kayan listened and gradually frowned.

"I..."

"Er!"

In reality, the huge impact shook soshiyang more than ten meters, and the soul spear came out, rotated in the air for several times, and then heavily inserted into the ground.

When he stabilized his body, he saw that the creature just stepped back.

But it still straightened its arm, as if to grasp an invisible nightmare, and the flame on its body began to flicker.

The illusion of countless faces gradually slows down, leaving only two faces - one sad and one angry. They are changing alternately at an unpredictable speed.

Not far away, sol and Talos also approached carefully, with a mixture of foresight and curiosity on their faces.

Then, the monster began to change again, and spots and sprays gradually appeared on it.

Its skin gradually faded. First, the burning spirit fire sucked inward, and then the tiny explosion of flesh, blood and bones. The scream became pitiful, as if the real terrorist creatures were sobbing.

Flesh and blood are fused, tendons are connected, bones are broken and quickly rebuilt, and everything is recast in the white hot dense etheric matter.

Although very slow, the eruption of energy began to roll back, forming solid bundles of matter and finally taking shape——

He squatted at first, then stood up awkwardly and dispersed the fire of sub space.

Kayan took a deep look at the opposite soshyang, his lips wriggled and seemed to say something, then his eyelids closed and fell forward heavily to the ground.