But as the battle continued, something that had been lurking vaguely in Kirk's subconscious suddenly awakened!
It was an insight into death!
The closer he came to death, the more times he brushed past it, the more deeply Kirk understood its true nature.
It was eternal silence!
Cold, eternal silence!
No more passion, no more injury, no more pain—but no more feelings or warmth, either!
Neither wind nor rain, neither sunshine nor storm.
Kirk didn't want that kind of life. Even being cast into hell and consumed by its flames seemed better than becoming the maddening Lord of Eternal Silence!
But his senses were also sinking into the cold, step by step.
Death was like a bone-chilling wind, freezing him little by little.
His gaze once again took on the same emotionless quality it had when he'd comprehended the Death Domain, becoming utterly dispassionate.
He regarded the Bio-Insects' attacks with absolute objectivity, without the interference of emotion!
His contamination level kept climbing, finally breaking through 100 once more!
Kirk's eyes turned bloodshot, and the veins beneath his skin burst one after another. He looked like a living corpse.
"Heh heh. No matter how many trump cards you have, you'll end up as my servant in the end." The sinister voice said, "Welcome to the Kingdom of Eternal Silence!"
Kirk's eyes reddened. "What? Am I dead?"
"Not yet, but you're close," the sinister voice replied. "Your body has been injected with too much Parasite virus. You've lost your mind and are about to become a living corpse. You might as well be dead."
Kirk's world had already turned bloodred!
"No! How can I die here?" Kirk roared. "Wang Han and the others are waiting for me to return. We promised we'd all make it back to the real world, back home!