Hera turned to look at Ekaren and immediately dumped all the memories of what had happened into his head.

Aikalen paused for a moment, then nodded in understanding.

Hera also read Aikalen's memories to see what he had done.

In Ekalen's memory, a strange little flower bound the two sheep-like monsters behind him with vines.

After a moment of ferocious mockery, a bunch of strange hearts appeared around the little flower.

These loving feelings flowed into Xiaohua's body, emitting a burst of white light.

After the white light, Xiaohua transformed into a sheep-shaped monster that looked extremely powerful.

Then came the confrontation between Aycaren and him.

However, Hera noticed that Ekaren died several times along the way.

But after his heart shattered, it miraculously reassembled, allowing him to continue fighting.

"Won't you die?"

Hera turned to ask Ekaren, who was standing to the side in a daze.

"Huh? Ah!"

No, no! This is only unique to me when I fight monsters.

If my compassion were shattered in actual combat, I would truly die.

Aikalen was startled, but quickly realized what was happening and explained to Hera.

"oh."

Hera nodded and began wandering through the ruins, searching for corpses and eating them to replenish her energy.

After all, the battle just now had cost Hera too much energy; she had lost both of her clones.

Ekalen glanced at Hera, then looked down at the familiar corpse buried under a rock beside her.

The beautiful body was pinned down by the shattered ruins, her tear-streaked eyes still wide open.

This is Yamada Kyu-nin.

She gripped a script in her right hand so tightly that her fingernails tore through the paper.

Was she still fighting for her dream in her last moments before she died...?

Aikaren stared blankly at Yamada, her calm eyes revealing a cryptic expression.

Hera, while gnawing on a corpse, walked over to Yamada's side.

After seeing the complicated look in Aikalen's eyes, he turned and left.

At that moment, the world seemed to have disappeared, leaving only Ekaren's quiet figure standing there, and Hera searching for corpses everywhere.

After a long time.

In the mountains and forests.

Aikaren placed a handful of golden flowers on the small mound in front of her.

The soil on the slope was still very fresh, looking as if it had just been buried.

"Can we go now?"

Hera came up behind Ekaren and gently poked his back.

Aikalen shuddered violently, and then her face turned bright red.

"Okay, okay, that's fine, ma'am, could you please come with me, boss..."

Aikalen didn't dare turn her head back, her face flushed and an indescribable expression on her face.

Hera nodded slightly, then turned and urged her feathers to fly away, "Hurry up and follow."

Only after Hera left did Ekaren breathe a sigh of relief, and the flush on her face eased slightly.

He glanced down at Yamada's grave again and sighed.

"Although I haven't known you for long, you are a good girl."

May you achieve your dreams in your next life.

After saying that, he took out an orange-yellow antenna made of pixels and placed the phone behind his back.

The phone gradually widened, transforming into a cartoon-looking jetpack.

After checking again and finding no one else around, Aikaren activated his backpack and flew away.

...

Underground, in a dimly lit sewer.

[Autumn] drags its broken body, moving forward with difficulty.

In front of the sewer, there was a somewhat dilapidated operating table and a pile of surgical instruments placed around it.

On the operating table, a man in black wearing a bird-beak mask is stitching up an abdominal wound.

Hearing the noise, the crow-man turned his head warily.

When he saw that it was Qiu, he quickly sat up from the operating table, loosened the silver needle, and left it hanging on the wound.

"Boss, are you alright?"

Seeing Qiu's body covered in wounds, the crow man carefully stepped forward to help him up.

[Qiu] directly pointed to his left arm.

"Give me……"

The crow-man shuddered, glanced at Qiu's empty left arm, and began to tremble with fear.

But when faced with Qiu's cold eyes, the crow-man lowered his head resignedly.

He pulled out a scalpel and pointed it at his left shoulder.

"ah--"

Half an hour later, Qiu finished sewing up her left hand.

After a short while, I checked for any adverse reactions.

Seeing that there were no problems, he sat down wearily on the sofa next to him.

Recalling her battle with Hera, Qiu's lifeless eyes revealed a hint of resentment.

"Why... are you still so strong..."

His right hand was clenched into a fist, as if he was struggling with something.

After a moment, as if resigned to his fate, he slowly released his hand.

"I really don't want to... be with 'you' in capturing [life]..."

[Qiu] slowly closed his eyes, and a wisp of spiritual information flew out of his mind and drifted to all parts of the world.

...

Great Xia.

A beautiful girl dressed entirely in white sat amidst a sea of ​​flowers.

Her near-perfect body was clad in clothing made of leaves and petals.

A ray of sunlight shone through the trees onto her kind face, making her look so beautiful.

She lowered her head and gently stroked the injured little rabbit lying on her lap.

A green light floated from her hand and landed on the little rabbit's wound.

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