595 That's death
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The sound of the ground exploding as it was ravaged by an invisible hand.
The sound of trees being cut off by the hand of a dark shadow.
Peticius roared like a madman.
Birds, beasts and insects chirp in the forest.
All the voices disappeared from Fang Li's ears, heart, and even his mind in this instant.
There was only one voice left, and it sounded softly in Fang Li's mind.
"Smack..."
It was the sound of something shattering.
This sound can be the cracking of anything.
However, only in this moment, even if you don't need to think and recognize deliberately, Fang Li can rely on instinct to understand.
The source of this shattering sound is nothing else, but the soul.
The soul of Peticius.
When the waning moon dagger sank into Peticius's chest, cutting the line of death that belonged to the soul alone, Peticius's soul was killed.
So, the madman's soul was broken.
Fang Li can confirm this fact.
Because, the same shattering sound had already been heard by Fang Li in his soul.
Unable to bear the constant recording of death, his own soul that was shattered under a severe burden, and on that day, it was in such a voice that a crack appeared in Fang Li's soul space.
Now, the exact same voice came into his mind, making Fang Li realize it almost instantly.
"This is the death of the soul..."
Petiqius, who used death as an opportunity to resurrect him, could no longer be resurrected when the result of death was fixed and the transferred soul was wiped out.
However, this is nothing more than consequentialism.
If the outcome of death is not fixed by the ability of the Eye of Death, then death is merely a stage in Peticius's transformation to new life.
Case...
"When the soul enters the stage of death, can it really only die?"
When a person's body is destroyed, it dies in most cases.
It's common sense.
However, in these mysterious worlds where anything can happen, there are still beings who do not die even if their bodies are destroyed.
So, for such an being, often the death of the soul is the real death.
But this is also limited to these worlds.
If there is a soul that is destroyed, it will not die?
Such an existence must exist in the main god space with all possibilities, right?
However, even if such an existence exists, as long as it is alive, Fang Li's eyes can kill the other party.
In other words, for Fang Li, there is only one value for its existence.
That is death.
There is death in all things.
Fang Li is the existence that can record all these deaths.
But even so, Fang Li's soul has objects that can't be recorded.
That's what it is.
Recording the dead soul, but unable to record their own death.
This confirms Fang Li's previous perception when he observed the death of Caiyue Pleiades.
"Although the weight of a person's death is too small for the death of all things, the death of this person, sometimes, is something that can not be achieved by the death of all things."
There is a saying in human beings that death must be worth dying.
In other words, the so-called "death" is not something that is valued in terms of quantity.
The death of all things is death.
A man's death is also death.
Since they are all dead, why is the side with the most numbers an advantage?
Aren't they all dead?
The death of the body is death.
The death of the soul is death.
However, Peticius was able to transfer his soul to another body when he died, so as to continue his life.
The result is not death.
And when the soul is killed, Peticius is really dead.
That's death.
Death is only a result.
Regardless of whether the subject is physically killed or the soul is killed, as long as the being is alive, it is not dead.
Only the end is death.
So...
"Even if the soul is broken, as long as there is no end, it is not death."
Fang Li seemed to understand.
As an existence that gives death to others, how can there be a second way other than the same death?
Although he still doesn't understand why his soul can record death, and the origin of his own essence has not yet been found, through the death of Peticius, Fang Li seems to understand what he should do.
"Zheng..."
The ice-blue magic eye slowly dimmed in Fang Li's eyes, regaining its dark color.
"Hum..."
The invisible magic hands that were raging in this space also stopped unconsciously and gradually dissipated.
The surrounding area has been completely turned into a ruin, either potholed caves or scattered tree debris, unimaginably messy.
Only Fang Li, the silver-haired half-elf girl in one hand, held the moon blade in the other, and stabbed it into the chest of the person in front of him.
There, Peticius maintained a mad appearance, but his body froze there as if frozen.
In his eyes, he had long lost his anxiety.
When Fang Li pulled the sharp dagger out of Petiqius's body, there was not the slightest wound on his body.
Peticius, who remained like this, died here.
Looking at Peticius like this, Fang Li spoke out with pity, breaking the silence around him.
"You remain in this crazy state until you die, you are really hopeless, Peticius Romaniconti..."
In addition to Fang Li, another person present also felt this.
Watching Peticius die in a frenzied manner, an indescribable sadness rose in Emilia's heart.
"Huh?"
When Emilia reacted, she realized that she had actually shed tears.
At that moment, Emilia quickly wiped away her tears, and then became confused.
It was as if I was surprised that I was saddened by the death of this madman who didn't take human life seriously.
If Peticius was in this crazy state until he died, then Emilia probably also had this innocence and kindness until she died, right?
This is not only Emilia's shortcomings, but also Emilia's strengths.
Therefore, Fang Li didn't bother such Amilia, just silently waited for her to adjust her mood.
After half a ring, Emilia came back to her senses and whispered to Fang Li.
"Let's go..."
Fang Li nodded.
After all, even if Peticius was dead, the matter was not over.
The Moby Dick crusade continues.
Although, in this case, the result is already predestined.