Thoughts seem to sink in the dead sea.
The cold system prompts were like distant songs, distorted into a strange female voice in the increasingly blurred consciousness.
The cycle repeats, as if the essence of the world is a repetitive mechanical sound.
Falling, endless falling.
Except for Lin An, who raised his head high to grab the ball of light, as if trying to grab Hope's right hand, he could no longer move.
If it weren't for the instinctive struggle of life, Lin An even felt that he might have died.
He was like a body that had lost its soul and could no longer bend a finger.
Only his will is burning, or every cell, every atom, and every ray of spirit in his body is desperately trying to prevent him from sliding towards death.
This power was so unwilling that even when time ran out, it was still holding on to the last vestige of life.
However, when time burns to the end of death, perhaps not many lives in the entire universe have experienced it.
That is real exhaustion, real disappearance.
It is different from being killed by Chu Renmei in the secret realm. It is different from dying under the dream meme in a deformed state.
This time, Lin An felt for a long time what death was.
Gradually, the raised right hand gradually fell down, and finally slowly fell to the ground.
How ridiculous.
He fought desperately for a glimmer of hope, but the price of hope was his life.
.....
I don't know how long it took, maybe ten seconds, maybe a minute.
After hundreds of failed searches, the exchange system finally lit up, indicating that it had found what Lin An needed.
"Dip, the conditions are reduced and the query is successful."
"Currently redeemable props: Curse of the Dead (star-destroying)"
"Exchange requirements: 35 points + 1000 points of physical fitness/will requirements"
"Hey, do you want to redeem it?"
The ball of light shone like a light bulb, emitting a cold light above Lin An's head.
The light that kept flickering on and off seemed to remind Lin An to confirm the information.
Just in the mechanical repetition, Lin An was like a corpse, unable to make any response.
Everything seemed to come too late.
In other words, the search time is too long.
Even in the system's huge, nearly infinite exchange list, things that can save Lin An are extremely rare, and there are even fewer that meet the conditions.
Since Lin An didn't know what he needed, the system could only search mechanically until it found something that met the conditions.
Perhaps in normal times, this query time of up to one minute has no impact on any fifth level.
But for Lin An, it consumed the last of his life.
On the cold ground, Lin An, wrapped in the Death Armor, was like a hollow metal body.
A black stream of light traveled around the armor.
That's the last skill of the Death Suit, which brings the suit owner's soul into the world of the dead.
No matter how hard this black light tried, it could only swim back and forth on Lin An's body in vain.
It couldn't find Lin An's soul.
Within this once powerful body, there may be only the remains of a soul like ashes.
The skill machine is activated and operates repeatedly.
As more and more black lights appeared, they were like ants on a hot pot, eventually forming a black film to wrap Lin An inside.
The thin black light invisibly locked the soul remnants that should have been scattered within the armor as if by accident.
Perhaps the skill effect of the Death Suit affected the system exploration.
The doomsday system that was supposed to determine Lin An's death after three seconds of repetition still repeated the confirmation prompt.
Of course, this didn't last long.
After the energy of the Death Suit was exhausted and his soul spilled out, Lin An was truly dead.
"Hey, please confirm whether to redeem? This prompt will disappear after repeating for ten seconds."
"Hey, please confirm whether to redeem? This prompt will disappear after repeating for nine seconds.."
"drop..."
Mechanical prompts continued to sound.
The final activation of the Death Suit's ability didn't seem to change anything.
Without Lin An's confirmation, the system will not redeem anything, even if it can save Lin An's life.
It's like being trapped in an endless loop, like a bottle of water being dropped in front of a thirsty person.
Repeat for the sixth time.
Repeat for the seventh time.
Repeat for the eighth time.
Suddenly, an invisible force suddenly appeared in Lin An's body.
This power is so weak, it doesn't even look like power, but an idea, a thought.
In the thin gap between the armor and the black light, this force was like a rat in extreme panic, desperately running towards Lin An's head.
Under the slightly bulging black light, this invisible thing the size of a baby's fist penetrated into Lin An's closed eyes in the blink of an eye, and penetrated into the dead sea of consciousness.
In the dark sea of consciousness, this mouse seemed to be trying hard to find something.
But as the ninth repetition started, it didn't even find anything, and it actually froze in place in an anthropomorphic manner.
It raised its head stiffly and secretly looked at the system light ball through Lin An's eyes, as if making some kind of decision.
Struggling and hesitating.
"%…………&……&%&"
"%...&&...%&..."
Hiding within the black light barrier, it seemed to be complaining about something, but no one could understand what it was saying.
Of course, if Lin An was still "alive", he should be able to understand what it said.
In the end, this extremely tangled power turned into an insignificant, yet extremely pure and unknown force that suddenly penetrated the back of Lin An's head.
Suddenly, under the death suit, Lin An's back lit up with dark purple patterns.
As if activated, at the same time as the pattern lights up, a massive amount of spiritual power instantly pours out of Lin An's body!
At the same time, on Lin An's personal panel that no one could see, the black text representing Lin An's name jumped instantly.
"Forest%……&%"
"dragon……*&……"
"Lin%...an!"
"boom!!"
Under the blue system light ball, the cold corpse that had already turned its soul into ashes suddenly raised its hand.
A hoarse voice sounded with a hint of evil intent.
"Confirm exchange."
"Buzz!"
Under the confirmation prompt that appeared instantly, the light ball suddenly brightened.
It was deathly quiet inside the exchange point.
The flickering light shone on Lin An's face.
Behind the mask covered with dark golden patterns, there was a pair of eyes that Lin An was extremely familiar with.
"Patterns...mental mutants..."
"Shared spiritual power..."
"Heh...it's true."
"Lin An...without me..."
"You are such a waste..."
Stand up slowly.
Bathed in the system's light, Lin An stood upright.
From a distance, he looked like a silhouette in the darkness, or in other words, he was a shadow.
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