In many cases, this word is associated with various meanings of gods, ghosts, and chaos.

Humans’ fear of “death” may have existed since birth. When faced with a crisis that may lead to their death, various physiological phenomena will surge like a tide, and vital signs will gradually disappear.

This is a pure instinct engraved in human genes. Regardless of the person's own will, perhaps the body itself will choose a way that is more conducive to survival.

Therefore, there should be an absolutely clear dividing line between "life" and "death".

No one can be alive and dead at the same time. This is a spiritual analysis problem that only exists in the philosophical discussion system, not an objective reality.

But Bering was not.

He was a "living" corpse from the very beginning.

He can move, jump, and think. Except for his inability to feel pain and extremely pale face, he is almost the same as a normal person.

This state clearly violates the basic laws of this world.

Even in a world where supernatural powers exist, it is impossible for an unfounded energy to provide support for Bering, a guy who has almost never consumed any external substances?

Not to mention his almost instant predictive powers.

To be honest, he has always been curious about what kind of state he is in.

If there was anything that interested him more than his past abilities, it might be his current special body that was almost indistinguishable from a perpetual motion machine.

“I’m really curious.”

With his hand on Hela's skull, Bering muttered to himself: "What kind of existence am I?"

"I can understand that I am a 'mistake', a strange product that is different from most of the current prophets. But, you know, what is important is always what comes after the turning point."

Pressing his fingers into Hela's eye sockets, Bai Ling said softly, "Just like every story has its beginning, everything has its origin. There is no creature in this world that pops up without any basis. Even Sun Wukong has a stone that gave birth to him."

So, what is the origin of his "mistake"? What kind of power allows Bering to succeed in an almost bizarre way after thousands of himself? This is really a curious question.

He even had a hunch that if he could figure out this problem, then he might have a better way to deal with time.

"I once used memory modification methods in Tartarus to change my cognition and successfully summoned my previous self."

Bai Ling: "I once said that my existence is his masterpiece. But it is really hard for me to imagine any way to put me in a similar state. So, I thought of you."

What is he talking about? The pale eyes of Hela, who was only bones left, looked at Bering.

Bai Ling said slowly, "You hold a part of the power of 'death'. Although it has nothing to do with the law, in this place so close to the sky, the power of death can also be connected to the law. It's like a signal. The closer you are, the stronger the signal."

"And my current state is obviously not completely dead, so I thought that maybe I could have some relationship with the law of death. Therefore, I planned to use you, who has mastered some of the power of death, as an amplifier to dissolve the law of death itself."

How is this possible?! When she heard the white voice, Hela said in horror with a cracking sound: "You want to touch the law itself? No, this is impossible!"

"Let's not talk about how you can use me, an alien species, to contact such a complex law of 'death'. Just wanting to touch it is absolutely stupid! You have to know that it is a law! It represents the most constant component of a thing! If you really touch it, you will be annihilated from the root!"

This is not Hella exaggerating.

You know, the law represents the basic substance of the world structure. It can be said that everything in this world is built on the framework constructed by different laws, so the law itself represents different corresponding contents.

Just like a computer, the motherboard, graphics card, and monitor are the laws themselves, and the other things are software built on the laws. Software relies on hardware to drive and cannot exist independently from the foundation.

Therefore, actively contacting the law itself is an extremely stupid behavior.

The other laws were fine, but the law of "death" was pure nothingness. If a living being came into contact with this thing, it would probably be denied from the root, until its existence was wiped out.

This is "death", which is the foundation second only to "time".

But Bering didn't care.

He smiled and said, "No, it won't happen. I have time. In the face of time, even death will fail."

As he spoke, Bai Ling looked at his palms thoughtfully: "What's more, I have a hunch that I may have a certain relationship with 'death'. After all, my existence is very special."

This relationship was already sensed a long time ago.

Bai Ling heard Han Qianqiu, the little girl adopted by Qi Guang and the half of the "Pale Lady", say in person that he felt a similar breath of "death" from himself.

As for the Pale Lady, she was one of the tools created by the Oathbreakers to achieve the Origin, and she has an unfathomable relationship with "life and death".

As a being half a step above time, if she said so, then Bai Ling felt that he probably really had an inexplicable connection with "death".

As for how to communicate death...

Bai Ling picked up Hela's bones and said, "The normal method will definitely not work. But coincidentally, I have a not-so-normal method."

"I have a body that can travel between Tartarus and the Abyss. I only need to rely on this body and dive into the sea of ​​consciousness. Perhaps I can use some means to float up from the law of time and then dive into the shallow level of death."

The general meaning is that the ferryman's body can travel between the sky and Tartarus, so Bering can rely on her body for navigation and swim upward from the lowest level of time until "death".

This is a very bold idea.

You have to know that the entire sea of ​​​​consciousness is the manifestation of "time", and Bai Ling himself doesn't know what exists at the bottom.

But anyway, it's not impossible to try.

Since time is the most basic foundation, we only need to go upstream from time, and perhaps we can reach the slightly shallower laws.

There is the possibility of trying.

Thinking of this, Bai Ling took a deep breath.

Then he turned his head to look at Starscream next to him.

And Red Spider shrugged, then picked up something casually.

It was a body.

Her delicate profile, her closed eyes, and the huge sickle tightly grasped in her hand all reveal her identity.

This is the guy who once wanted to cut off Bering’s limbs and take him away - the ferryman.

Just now, Bering sent Red Spider to get the ferryman's body.

This is not difficult. Bering can understand the location of the narrow space of time, and Red Spider has the ability to travel through space, so he only needs to move his hands a little to bring that guy's body out.

Now it seems that this thing has other uses besides diving into the deepest part of the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

With similar thoughts in mind, Bering laid Hela flat on the ground and put one hand on her head.

"Wait, what are you doing?!"

As if she had seen through Bering's thoughts, Hela, who was left with only a skeleton, shook her skull in fear.

Bai Ling said nothing, but just closed his eyes slightly.

Then his consciousness gradually sank.

Along with Hela's consciousness.

The surroundings were deathly silent, even lonelier than the Sea of ​​Consciousness. If the Sea of ​​Consciousness was a bottomless ocean, then this place was an abyss, empty and even without the most basic "water".

Sure enough, this is "death".

It took Bailing barely a moment to figure out where he was.

Just as he thought, with the help of Hela as the "signal enhancer", the attraction of "death" is stronger than time.

"So now I am being pulled into the dimension of death?"

Floating in the endless darkness, Bai Ling simply closed his eyes: "Is this the law of death itself, a pure place of death?"

It is so empty that it fits the word "death" very well.

Changing his posture, Bai Ling stroked his chin and said, "But if it's so empty, I can't see anything unusual. Although my initial guess was that I had something to do with the Law of Death, based on the current situation, even if there is a connection, there is no sign of it in this empty space."

Even Sherlock Holmes wouldn't be able to reason about a place where there is nothing, right?

Tsk.

Looking at the darkness before him, Bai Ling smacked his lips, which was rare.

Fortunately, his concept was not erased by the law of death itself.

It seems that his relationship with death is really not simple.

But why is this?

In the pitch-black darkness, Bai Ling couldn't help but wonder: "Could it be that some kind of existence created me? Did it use the power of the law of death? Or..."

Just as he was thinking.

Next second.

A faint light appeared beside Bai Ling.

The light was very weak at first, like a candle flame, flickering slightly.

However, soon, the light spread rapidly and soon gathered around Bai Ling's body, directly "illuminating" Bai Ling's entire body.

This is……

Bai Ling couldn't help but lower his head.

Then he saw a strange sight that was enough to shock him!

"Wait..." he muttered, "Isn't this... light?"

The red light he saw before was actually not the faint flickering flame of a candle.

But...it's the faint light reflected from deep within the pupil.

That is to say.

At this moment, a pair of huge eyes were under Bai Ling's feet, staring at him!

Damn it!

Bai Ling barely hesitated for a moment before trying to pull his consciousness back to the real world.

'This is the pair of eyes I saw in the consciousness space before, there is no mistake! ' He was filled with horror, 'Why does it appear in the Law of Death? Is it related to the Law of Death? ! But it's impossible! The Law of Death is an unoccupied law, and there shouldn't be any living things! Otherwise, I wouldn't have the courage to come here! '

No, that's not the point.

The key point is that I have now been seen by these eyes.

Bai Ling had no idea what would happen if he was locked by these eyes.

The unknown is the most terrifying thing!

So he didn't hesitate at all and decided to evacuate immediately.

But before he left.

Soon, a pair of huge hands stretched out from the endless void.

The hand that was almost equivalent to a planet just appeared and completely enveloped Bai Ling's figure in darkness. Even the light in his eyes was covered by the hand, leaving only complete darkness in front of Bai Ling's eyes.

Then, this hand grabbed Bai Ling at an unimaginable speed! This is...! Bai Ling felt that his spirit body was like a tuna wrapped in it, swimming in the dark shadows with that hand.

This was the first time that he was attacked and unable to escape before he realized anything was wrong!

Sure enough, is it because this is not his sea of ​​consciousness? !

As the law of death itself, if one wants to leave this place, it will be as difficult as leaving his sea of ​​consciousness, as if there is a certain delay?! Thinking of this, Bai Ling subconsciously began to struggle.

He intended to break free from the other party's restraints.

But unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free completely.

That hand was so huge that even Bai Ling was just an insignificant bacterium in the palm lines that were as huge as a mountain range.

Even if he struggled to free himself from that position, he had no way of escaping the restraint of that hand.

Could it be that he was really going to fail here today? A similar thought flashed through Bai Ling's mind.

However, thanks to his physical condition, although similar desperate thoughts appeared in his mind, they only flashed by in the end.

Before long, Bai Ling began to think carefully about how he could completely break free from this bondage.

"Is it fog? The fog of chaos or the fog of no name? Or something else..."

Bering's brain was racing.

soon.

After he calculated more than a dozen ways of escape.

The hands seemed to be frozen in place.

Not long after, a voice echoed in Bai Ling's ears.

"Are you... the Prophet?"

The voice sounded indistinguishable from that of a man or woman. There was no such concept as timbre, range, or pitch. It seemed to flow into Bai Ling's mind in the form of a stream of information: "I have always wanted to... meet you. Now I finally have the chance."

"I was hoping we could...talk."