"What happened?"
"That High-Dimensional Lifeform didn't say a single word. More precisely, he made no sound at all. After filling me with countless consciousnesses, he suddenly unleashed some kind of attack without warning."
Liu Di seemed to be floating in the air. He could not see his own body or sense his condition.
Yet he could clearly see his own "corpse."
His body was now at the end of the River of Time, sliced into pieces.
"And then I died!"
After that.
An old man and a little girl descended from the sky, riding inside a bubble.
They said something to that High-Dimensional Lifeform, and he left.
But Liu Di could not hear what they were saying at all. It was as though he had been sealed inside a stuffy glass dome.
Liu Di turned around blankly.
Beside him, also floating in the void, was Magic Child in his little-boy form. His body was half-solid and half-transparent, and his face was filled with confusion.
Liu Di looked horrified. "Magic Child, you died too?"
Magic Child said, "Looks like it."
The two ghosts floated in the air.
Liu Di's worldview was quietly collapsing.
After a long while.
Liu Di and Magic Child both looked to the right.
At some unknown point, a figure had appeared there, dressed in a pitch-black cloak and holding a black scythe.
The Grim Reaper?
Liu Di and Magic Child both froze.
The Grim Reaper said, "Come. I am here to lead you away and guide you onto the Road of Exile."
The air fell into an eerie silence.
Neither Magic Child nor Liu Di could believe it.
How could demons and ghosts possibly exist in this world?
The Grim Reaper's face was hidden within black mist beneath his hood. Looking at the two of them, he