Human death.

Death of things.

The death of the beast.

Death of flowers, plants and trees.

The death of all things is recorded in this sea.

Hekati is assimilating such a sea.

So, at this moment, countless deaths surged into Hekati's heart and injected into her body.

"!"

Hekati screamed silently.

Having endured that kind of death, even the death of everything, Hekati felt everything brought by death itself.

That is fear.

That is despair.

The reason why Fang Li can bear it is because these deaths are slowly recorded by his own soul one by one.

However, Hekati sucked all the deaths that did not belong to him into his body in one breath.

The result is self-evident.

"!"
Chapter completed!