Chapter 4: Living

Death is always an unknown existence for the living. No one knows what the dying person will see or hear after taking his last breath. Maybe this world of death is really as unknown and interesting as described by the predecessors, but no one is willing to face it and remains deeply afraid of it.

Similarly, Liu Ende was also very frightened because what he saw now was endless darkness. What was even more terrifying was that he had no way to think or recall. He was trapped in darkness and could not do anything. This might be the real fear brought about by death.

"Xiao Ya." Liu Ende no longer had the chance to win her back. He no longer had the chance to prove to her that he could give her the life she wanted. But it was really sad. She had already seen no hope from Liu Ende, and she would never see it in the future.

Time was passing by minute by minute, and Liu Ende really didn't know how long he would sleep, until suddenly, in the dark, Liu Ende's hand seemed to touch a sharp piece of iron. This was the first time Liu Ende had the sense of touch again. It was right next to Liu Ende's right hand. The iron piece seemed to give him perception, which made him ecstatic and enabled him to move his right hand upwards little by little. This was not just a simple piece of iron. Liu Ende touched a round handle wrapped in cloth. Everything was so real.

At this moment, it was as if a miracle had happened. A faint beam of light was seen shining down from directly above Liu Ende. Although it was only a thin ray of light and could not illuminate everything in the darkness, with light, there was hope.

Liu Ende felt his eyelids move, and then he slowly opened his eyes. As his eyes opened, the light became brighter and brighter, even a little dazzling.

"Am I still alive?"

Liu Ende asked himself, facing the dazzling light, he would not use his hands to block it. He had enough of the pain brought by the darkness and finally saw the light. What did this little dazzling discomfort matter?

The light gradually expanded from a tiny dot to a circle like a wellhead, and then continued to expand until it filled all the dark corners in front of Liu Ende's eyes. Blue, this is the light blue in the sky, dotted with thin clouds, everything is so real! Liu Ende couldn't help but take a breath. Although the air smelled a little unfriendly, I was surprised that I could breathe it. If I could go back, I would tell Xiaoya about this strange thing. I swear that Xiaoya would be so surprised that she would open her mouth and act coquettishly and get into my arms, just like before! "Could this be the world after death?"

Liu Ende whispered to himself, but he was surprised to find that his voice had changed. This was not surprising. That bastard must have been too angry and cut Liu Ende's throat. But he hoped that the police could bring them both to justice, otherwise a dead hero like him would really remain unknown.

"I really hope that girl can survive and run away!"

Liu Ende talked to himself, but in his heart he smiled bitterly and shook his head. He was obviously a dead person, but he still cared about the safety of the living person. He tried to move his limbs, and then slowly sat up. He felt a sharp pain coming from his abdomen, which made Liu Ende wake up. It can really be said that this sharp pain made him sober up, and all the lost consciousness was restored at this moment. He covered the painful part of his stomach with his left hand, clenched his teeth, and forced himself to sit up.

"Huh? That's weird! Why is there a big hole here?!"

Liu Ende felt that one of his fingers had been dug into the wound, and the pain was so severe that he had a spasm. He looked at his left hand again. Wow, it was covered with blood. He looked down. Was this his body? He was actually wrapped tightly in a thick chain mail. The light of the iron rings that shone silver in the sun had been covered by the dark red blood. He looked at the painful part of his abdomen. There was a huge wound there. It was savagely split by a sword. The chain mail here was cut open fiercely, and there was a huge wound inside. Fortunately, thanks to the protection of the chain mail, the cut was only the muscle, so his intestines did not flow out.

But such a serious injury made Liu Ende panic. He wondered what the reason was. He couldn't be a normal ghost. He was about to see the blood run dry. He covered the wound on his stomach, supported himself with his right arm, and crawled back little by little. After crawling twice, his right hand touched a cold piece of flesh. He looked closely and said, "Wow!"

This shout shocked Liu Ende's stomach, because he actually felt a severed hand! Liu Ende, who had grown up in a big city without disputes, had never seen such a cruel scene. When he looked up again, the scene in front of him shocked Liu Ende! It turned out that he was lying on a small hillside, surrounded by broken corpses. Looking up and looking down, there was a large plain below, densely covered with corpses, and a large number of crows and wild dogs eating carrion. So much meat meant that they would not starve for the next month.

Although the distance was far, Liu Ende still didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that the highly alert wild dogs would hear him. He wondered if they would be interested in living people since they were used to eating dead people.

No, I can't die like this! Liu Ende thought to himself, clenched his teeth, and used all his strength to climb up. It hurts! It hurts so much. The tearing pain from the wound in his abdomen soon covered Liu Ende's forehead with sweat. He was already out of breath after just a few climbs, but there was still a field of corpses in front of him that stretched as far as the eye could see. If he continues like this, even if he doesn't attract the attention of those wild dogs, he will bleed to death! He picked up an iron sword that had fallen on the ground. It was a very ancient thing. According to Liu Ende's knowledge of history, it was not a Chinese weapon. Strictly speaking, it was a bit like a Germanic sword, but it was not the same. No matter what, Liu Ende felt that this thing was quite handy. He would rely on it to fend off the wild dogs that found him. Although it could not provide good protection, it was better to have it than not. Thinking of this, he sheathed the iron sword. It might be a standard weapon. The sword and the scabbard were like original. Perhaps, this was Liu Ende's own weapon and he didn't know it. You have to use a cane to walk. I looked around and was lucky enough to find a very unique flag under a cold corpse. It was a spearhead flag inlaid with six iron plates, which looked very much like the flag of the Roman Legion in the movie.

"I really didn't expect that there would be Roman troops in hell. It seems that the world of the dead is very tolerant. At least every dead person can die again here!" Liu Ende shook his head in self-mockery. He really didn't understand the world of the dead more and more. Maybe he could even see his grandparents who had passed away for a long time. Liu Ende missed them so much!

There was no time to waste. Liu Ende used the flag to prop up the ground, using it as a crutch to support himself and stand up. He looked around at the hell-like surroundings. No, Liu Ende guessed that this was the first level of hell. He didn't know how to get out. Anyway, he had to take one step at a time!

Standing up, Liu Ende endured the pain and looked around. There was no life on this battlefield full of corpses, except for the wild dogs walking among the corpses. They were only responsible for taking food from the dead and filling their hungry stomachs. He was now in a favorable position. At least he was well hidden. Those beasts who were intoxicated with the flesh of the corpses would not look up and look around. This was not a perfect plan after all. Liu Ende had to start thinking about how he could get out of this land of death.

It wasn't until his sight moved down to the lowest point of the terrain that he was attracted by the sound of flowing water coming from there.

"Maybe, this is what is called, um, the River of Forgotten!"

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Liu Ende muttered to himself, holding his stomach and leaning on the flag, he walked down this small hill step by step carefully!

(End of this chapter)