Hela turned to look at Aidan and immediately dumped all the memories of what had happened into his head.
Aidan paused for a moment, then nodded in understanding.
Hela also read Aidan's memories to see what he had done.
In Aidan's memory, a strange Xiaohua bound the two sheep-like monsters behind him with vines.
After a moment of ferocious mockery, a bunch of strange hearts appeared around the Xiaohua.
These loving feelings flowed into the Xiaohua's body, emitting a burst of white light.
After the white light, Xiaohua transformed into a sheep-shaped monster that looked extremely powerful.
Then came the confrontation between Aidan and him.
However, Hela noticed that Aidan died several times along the way.
But after his heart shattered, it miraculously reassembled, allowing him to continue fighting.
"Aren't you going to die?"
Hela turned to ask Aidan, who was standing to the side in a daze.
"Huh? Ah!"
No, no! This is only unique to me when I fight monsters.
If my compassion were shattered in actual combat, I would truly die.
Aidan was startled, but quickly realized what was happening and explained to Hela.
"Oh."
Hela nodded and began wandering through the ruins, searching for corpses and eating them to replenish her energy.
After all, the battle just now had cost Hela too much energy; both of her clones were gone.
Aidan glanced at Hela, then looked down at the familiar corpse buried under a rock beside her.
The beautiful body was pinned down by the shattered ruins, her tear-streaked eyes still wide open.
This is none other than Yamada Kunin.
She gripped a script in her right hand so tightly that her fingernails tore through the paper.
Was she still fighting for her dream in her last moments before she died...?
Aidan stared blankly at Yamada, her calm eyes revealing a cryptic expression.
Hela, while gnawing on a corpse, walked over to Yamada's side.
After seeing the complicated look in Aidan's eyes, he turned and left.
At that moment, the world seemed to have disappeared, leaving only Aidan's silent figure standing there, and Hela searching for corpses everywhere.
After a long time.
In the mountains and forests.
Aidan placed a handful of golden flowers on the small mound in front of her.
The soil on the slope was still very fresh, looking as if it had just been buried.
"Can we walk now?"
Hela came up behind Aidan and gently poked his back.
Aidan shuddered violently, then her face flushed bright red.
"Okay, okay, that's fine, ma'am, could you please come with me, boss..."
Aidan didn't dare turn her head back, her face flushed and an indescribable expression on her face.
Hela nodded slightly, then turned and flew away on her feathers. "Hurry up and follow."
Only after Hela left did Aidan breathe a sigh of relief, and the flush on her face eased slightly.
He glanced down at Yamada's grave again and sighed.
"Although I haven't known you for long, you are a good girl."
May you achieve your dreams in your next life.
After saying that, he took out an orange-yellow antenna made of pixels and placed the phone behind his back.
The phone gradually widened, transforming into a cartoon-looking jetpack.
After checking again and finding no one else around, Aidan activated his backpack and flew away.
Underground, in a dimly lit sewer.
[Autumn] dragged her broken body, moving with difficulty.
In front of the sewer, there was a somewhat dilapidated operating table and a pile of surgical instruments around it.
On the operating table, a man in black wearing a bird-beak mask is stitching up an abdominal wound.
Hearing the noise, the Crow Man turned his head warily.
When he recognized [Autumn], he quickly sat up from the operating table, loosened the silver needle, and left it hanging on the wound.
"Boss, are you alright?"
Seeing [Autumn]'s body covered in wounds, the Crow Man carefully stepped forward to help him up.
[Autumn] directly pointed to his left arm.
"Give me..."
The Crow Man shuddered, glanced at [Autumn]'s empty left arm, and began to tremble with fear.
But when he met [Autumn]'s cold, icy eyes, the Crow Man lowered his head resignedly.
He pulled out a scalpel and pointed it at his left shoulder.
"Ah--"
Half an hour later, [Autumn] finished stitching up her left hand.
After a short while, I checked for any adverse reactions.
Seeing that there were no problems, he sat down wearily on the sofa next to him.
Recalling her battle with Hela, [Autumn]' s lifeless eyes revealed a hint of resentment.
"Why... are you still so strong...?"
His right hand was clenched into a fist, as if he was struggling with something.
After a moment, as if resigned to his fate, he slowly released his hand.
"I really don't want to... be with 'you' in the hunt for [Life]..."
[Autumn] slowly closed his eyes, and a wisp of spiritual information flew out of his mind and drifted to all parts of the world.
Great Xia.
A beautiful girl dressed entirely in white sat amidst a sea of flowers.
Her near-perfect body was clad in clothing made of leaves and petals.
A ray of sunlight shone through the trees onto her kind face, making her look so beautiful.
She lowered her head and gently stroked the injured little rabbit lying on her lap.
A green light floated from her hand and landed on the little rabbit's wound.
The little rabbit, which originally had a large gash on its body, miraculously healed its wound.
Upon seeing this, the girl smiled sweetly.
The next moment, her beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and her expression turned joyful.
She put down the rabbit, stood up, and gazed in a certain direction.
"Great, at least we don't have to take over innocent people's bodies anymore."
Africa, Atan Country.
Vast flames burned across the city.
The once bustling city was transformed into a living hell by the flames.
Screams, wails, and sounds of fighting echoed throughout the city.
A figure streaked across the blazing red sky like a missile.
It crashed heavily onto the burning building.
The already dilapidated building could no longer withstand the pressure and collapsed.
They smashed the man down.
The surrounding area was filled with flickering firelight.
A person engulfed in flames and with dark skin stepped barefoot onto the collapsed building.
"Ha..."
He slowly opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of scorching flame.
He suddenly thrust his hand into the building and lifted a person whose body was charred black from the fire out of it.
"Heh! ' Starlight '? Nothing special!"
A fierce burst of flame erupted from his hands, burning the person he was carrying to ashes.
The flames on his body flickered, the man's pupils contracted slightly, and then he began to tremble wildly.
Hahaha! I found you again! I found you again!
This time I'm going to beat you to death!
He grinned wildly, looking like a demon in the city ablaze with flames.
Russia.
The heavy snow covered the ground with a layer of white carpet.
In the vast expanse of white snow, a woman dressed in a light blue dress sat on a throne made of ice and snow, like a noble royal.
She raised her fair hand and caught a snowflake.
The snowflakes didn't melt; instead, they stayed in the palm of her hand.
She stared at the snowflake, as if she saw something.
She slowly stood up from her seat, her clear white eyes turning in one direction.
"Hopefully, this time it will be successful..."