"I'm very interested. Just how many times can you all be resurrected?"
Zhou Yuanjue's calm voice drifted from behind Yuan Luàn, completely shattering all his hopes.
'I can't escape…'
'That last death already used up my chance to resurrect…'
For the Seven Mo Luo, relying on Doctor Nightmare's immense power, they had each split off half of their soul's true form beforehand, storing it in a special state within the Nightmare Space. When their main body died, this half of their soul's true form would grant them the chance to be reborn.
However, Yuan Luàn had already used his chance. In other words, if he died again now, he would truly and completely fall into eternal annihilation.
A long life that had spanned thousands of years would end at this moment.
Extreme fear assaulted his mind. Resentment, helplessness, trembling…
But after that moment of fear, a strange sense of calm surprisingly washed over Yuan Luàn's heart.
