He slowly reached out and patted Fran on the shoulder.
"Her memories have also merged with mine, so I naturally know who you are, and I naturally know the relationship between the two of you."
sorry."
Fran could hardly believe it. He took two steps back, trembling, and fell to the ground with a thud.
Tears mingled with blood as they slid down his cheeks.
The Symbiote knew that although Eileen was still alive, he understood that his Eileen would never come back.
He looked down at Fran and did nothing, only letting out a slight sigh.
Our gaze turned to Hera, who had been waiting for a long time.
"Sorry for the long wait, thank you for helping me so much, [Life]."
Hera nodded slightly. "You told me to tell me what I should know, what that is, why you know I am [Life], and what you are."
Hera had never been so curious before, and she asked a whole series of questions.
He was slowly resolving Hera's doubts.
"What you should know is about your background."
"Background?" Hera hadn't really thought about her background before, and she wasn't curious about it, but she still listened to Him.
"You and I are the same kind, both being at the top of the heterogeneous pyramid."
The Light God Society called us "Materials," but we preferred to call ourselves "Five Calamities," or "Ultimate Children."
You are the "life" among the "five calamities," and I...
He slowly placed his hand on his chest.
"It is the sky."
The Five Plagues, Life, and the Sky—these were all things Hera had never heard of before.
"Then who else is there besides us?" Hera asked.
"Among the five calamities, besides the two of us, there are the land, the ocean, and the four seasons."
By the way, let me tell you that the biggest difference between us [Five Calamities] and other alien species is that we all possess our own unique symbiotic characteristics.
"Mine, as you should know, is centered around me, and it coexists with humanity."
[Sky] Slowly extended a finger, pointing at Hera, "Would you mind if I cut off one of your hands?"
Hera paused for a moment, then shook her head. Although she didn't know what He was planning to do, she eventually agreed, "No problem."
Whoosh!
With a flick of her finger, a blade of wind severed Hera's left arm.
It was dragged into the air by a whirlwind.
"You should know how to coexist with humans, it's something ingrained in the instincts of every alien species."
[Sky] glanced at Hera's severing hand, then looked at Hera again.
Hera nodded.
But actually, I didn't know that before.
However, during her time with Xinglan, she sensed the unique hybrid pattern between the alien species within Xinglan and Xinglan herself, and she eventually figured it out.
[Sky] nodded slightly and pulled Hera's hand in front of Fran.
"Control this hand and coexist with Fran; that's your special symbiotic ability."
It allows your clone to coexist independently with a human.
!
Hera was astonished by her own unique ability to allow her clones to coexist with others.
In other words, Hera actually had the ability to grant others a similar regenerative ability to herself.
The special investigation team...
Never mind, I won't think about that now.
Hera's severed arm writhed, trying to form a symbiotic relationship with Fran.
But Fran lay on the ground, his eyes vacant, showing no reaction whatsoever.
Seeing this, a hint of helplessness appeared on Sky's face.
"Sigh, there's no way you can force yourself to coexist with someone like I can. You can only do it if the other party is willing."
Hera nodded, walked up to Fran, and poked him with her now-grown-back left hand.
"With your current injuries, you'll die soon. But if you coexist with me, you'll gain regenerative abilities and won't die."
Hera was absolutely right. Fran's thigh was bleeding profusely, and with that much blood loss, he would die within minutes.
Fran's eyes turned to Hera, then drooped limply to the side as if his soul had been ripped away, and he spoke.
"It doesn't matter, if I die, I die..."
Hera is now in a bit of a predicament. The other party doesn't want to live, and she doesn't have any leverage over him, so she can't force him to coexist.
But now I really want to try out my special symbiotic ability.
I had a bit of a headache for a moment.
"elder brother……"
But at that moment, Sky suddenly called Fran "brother," which startled Fran, who turned to look at Sky.
But then he lowered his head again, because he knew that Eileen at this moment was no longer the Eileen he knew.
Fran was still the same. [Sky] forced a smile, a mixture of helplessness and heartache on her face.
"Eileen and I have a symbiotic relationship. Now I am both [the Sky] and Eileen."
Brother, even if I'm really not Eileen anymore, Eileen wouldn't want you to die like this.
Sky's eyes drooped, revealing heartache and a hint of sadness in those starry eyes.
Fran's eyes, which had already lost their light, slowly widened.
He recognized those eyes; they were exactly the same as Eileen's, unique eyes.
"Please, Eileen, don't die."
Looking into the sky's sincere eyes, Fran nodded silently.
[Sky] A smile appeared on his lips as he turned to look at Hera.
Hera understood immediately and, controlling her severed hand, began to coexist with it.
Wisps of crimson gas slowly emanated from the severed hand, seeping into Fran's body as if they were alive.
Fran did not refuse, but closed his eyes and accepted it all.
The crimson mist seeped into Fran's body, and his severed arm quickly withered and turned into wisps of dust that drifted into the air.
"Well……!"
Fran's body suddenly twitched, all the veins on his body bulged, and then his face began to contort as if he were in great pain.
The cracking sounds of flesh and bone growing slowly came, and Fran's broken ribs and wounds on his body slowly healed.
Within seconds, his wounds were completely healed.
Although it seems fast, it's not even in the same league as Hera.
As his wounds healed, Fran's pained expression returned to normal.
He slowly got up and looked at his injuries, which had all healed, feeling somewhat uneasy.
"Kneel down," Hera's emotionless voice rang out.
Fran knelt down as if by reflex.
He looked up at Hera, somewhat bewildered, but for some reason, kneeling before her, he felt neither humiliation nor the will to resist.
Hera was very satisfied, and her perpetually expressionless face slowly broke into a smile.
If it were an ordinary person at this moment, they would probably jump up excitedly.
Thinking this, Hera waved to Fran, signaling him to get up.
Fran obediently stood up, stood still, and silently lowered his head, like an extremely obedient servant.
He felt as if Hera had given him a command, similar to telepathy, to keep his head down and not speak.
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