In this life dill did not live long. Because of the hidden dangers buried by the old disease, he passed away at the age of forty.

After returning to the void space, the mechanical sound of the system sounded around again.

Drops - When the maximum number of memory packs has been accumulated, they will be opened all at once.

Before the system's prompt ended, the surroundings began to shake violently, as if the earth was shaking, and the entire space was shattered in an instant.

When I opened my eyes again, I was surrounded by scorched black earth and clusters of evocative blue fireworks.

Dill watched "herself" walk on the land with her feet on her feet. The temperature of the ground was scorching, and every step felt like walking on a red-hot charcoal fire.

Soon, blisters appeared on the fair and tender skin. However, as if he didn't feel the pain, he still walked forward without slowing down.

The blisters make a "sizzling" sound when they touch the rough sand, and then they swell, burst, and leak blood, red with yellow pus.

The charred earth left a blood-colored footprint that stretched out to the end of sight

I don't know how long it took, the dark environment became brighter, the scorching temperature subsided little by little, and the previous demonic scene also dissipated like a fog. It's as if everything you've just experienced is just a nightmare.

It's just that the scars on her feet haven't gone away.

At this moment, she is in a magnificent palace, with gorgeous and complex relief patterns and majestic furnishings, all of which show the rich heritage of the palace owner.

Everything around them seemed to be heaven and hell compared to before, except for the roars of wild beasts that kept echoing in my ears.

She sat down, took out a tube of ointment from her bosom, and applied herself with great skill. The milky white paste was applied to the fresh wound that was still oozing blood, and quickly turned into a colorless and odorless liquid. The water was like the best binder, and in an instant it stopped the blood that continued to seep out.

Seeing that the wound was no longer bleeding and slowly began to heal, she stood up and walked towards the source of the beast's roar.

Walking down the narrow corridor with a long plush red carpet, she came to a tall, quaint patterned wooden door.

The vermilion lacquer on the wooden door has become mottled, as if it has gone through the vicissitudes of time, with traces of time carving.

She stood in front of the wooden door, listening to the deafening roar that became clearer and clearer across the door, but her face was still unfazed.

Stretched out his hand and pushed it away heavily—

The form of the beast inside the door is completely exposed.

Without the restraint of an iron cage or chain, this huge beast stood in front of her in the most primitive, free, and dangerous posture, looking at her with fierce eyes.

The beast crouched on the ground, and though its entire body was curled up in a clump, it was still surprisingly large.

The space inside the door is different from the outside, there is no restriction on the roof or walls, and it is more like an open and flat field.

Dill, however, could not see the shape of the field, for her vision was occupied by the crouching beast in front of her.

She stood before the beast, neither advancing nor retreating.

A man and a beast looked at each other as if they were facing each other, gradually