I can't describe what it's like for a soul to be roasted by fire, if you had to give an example

- Contrast the feeling of burning your skin, maybe like your internal organs are on fire. Compare the feeling of your skin being burned by boiling water, maybe it's like drinking boiling water into your stomach.

No, it's not appropriate, because the soul is not in the internal organs, nor in the stomach.

If these seven days of pain made Ding Jiayi's life worse than death, then compared to the current soul torture, the previous pain was pediatric, tickling.

There are many vulnerable parts of the human body, such as the eyeball, such as the tongue, such as some or two balls, these places cannot bear the slightest pain, because the nerves are too dense, and any little injury will cause the pain to be magnified exponentially.

If there is anything that is a hundred times more sensitive than these, it is the soul.

Ding Jiayi smashed the stone ground under his feet, shooting like a meteor towards the river of blood, he desperately got into the river of blood, churning, struggling, but the blood could not extinguish even a trace of fire, on the contrary, the blood around him continued to snort and evaporate, turning into red smoke.

The blood was ineffective, and he stepped over the river again, shooting into the mountain, and he landed in front of Nesario, crying madly:

"Ah!! kill me!! teacher!!!kill me!! please!!!"

Nesario was indifferent - it was better to look at him than to see the urine pills, because the urine pills were already there.

The black flame on the urine pill was finally extinguished, and the black color dispersed, revealing his white body. He remained on his knees with his head in his hands, motionless.

His eyes were closed, and two lines of tears flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.

There were no blood blisters, no drying, and there was no sign on his skin that he had just experienced seven days of inhumane burning.

But at this moment, he was still in pain, more painful than being burned by the black flame, and this pain was in his heart.

The reason why he was still kneeling there and holding his head was because he didn't dare to look at Ding Jiayi, he couldn't look at the face that was tormented by pain and distorted, and he couldn't listen to the cries that were scorched by the flames to madness.

Ding Jiayi shot into the distance again, ravaging the earth madly, every punch was a big hole, and every foot was a deep hole.

Uhimamaru looked up, wiped away his tears, and stared at Nesario with resentment. He crumpled a magic ball with a dazzling red light in his hands and slammed it down on Nesario.

Nesario tilted his head and easily dodged the blow, then he was shocked as he heard the boom behind him.

The magic ball smashed onto a boulder dozens of meters high, and the stone instantly turned into countless dusts and drifted away with the wind.

"Honkai Bomb?" Nesario's eyes widened, "Where did you learn that little one?"

Urine pill didn't speak, his expression was gloomy and he threw one Honkai bomb after another at Nesario, as if it was to hit his self-confidence, each one was barely dodged when it came to his eyes, it seemed that it was so difficult to dodge, but his face was full of ease and casualness, and the Honkai bullet didn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

The urine pill was exhausted, and he gritted his teeth to condense the mana in his hand, but the red color on his palm gathered and scattered, and he could no longer form a complete Honkai bullet.

He put down his hand, fell to his knees and wept.

Ding Jiayi scurried around the earth, rampage, trying to find the feeling of numbness, but everything was in vain, no matter what he did, it could not alleviate the pain of the soul, and the pain of the flesh was already insignificant in comparison.

Brother Dan stood at the gate of the palace and watched this scene, but shook his head slightly, secretly sighing that Nesario was ruthless. But it doesn't matter, as long as a person can't die, if he can't die, there will always be a chance to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, and there will always be a chance to help him complete the god-killing plan.

"A and B, your pain today is your achievement tomorrow, in the face of suffering, there is only one difference between the winner and the loser, the successful can survive, and the loser can't. Brother Dan said with a smile.

He smiled happily, because he knew that Ding Jiayi couldn't die, and a person who couldn't die after such hardships would become a great thing!

He was confident that if he dragged any of the Seven Sovereigns over to suffer this crime, no one would be able to survive for five minutes.

"How can he sleep when he's so noisy?" complained Lilith from inside the room.

"Then you don't want to sleep, come with me to see him, what could be more pleasant than watching others suffer?"

Compared to him, Lilith was still slightly normal, so she scolded:

"You're such a pervert!"

Brother Dan turned back into the house, pressed Lilith under him, and smiled evilly:

"But you just like perverts. ”

Then, as if to reflect the frantic cries outside, the palace also reverberated with crazy groans.

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Another day passed, and the entire B19 floor was already difficult to find a piece of intact land under the ravages of Ding Jia and B, and the blood river was half dried by him, revealing a dark red riverbed.

The earth-shattering shouts even reached B18, and the Wheel King stared at the toilet, his head was covered in a cold sweat, not knowing what was happening on the next floor, but without Brother Dan's permission, he didn't dare to go down to check it privately.

The members and students of the God-Killing Base had already discovered Ding Jiayi's anomaly, because once he rushed to the front of the building out of control and smashed a vacant lot in front of the door into a pile of rubble.

The people in the building rushed down to look at the scene in front of them, and after watching for a while, many people ran back quickly, because Ding Jiayi's state was too crazy, and it was easy to lose their minds after watching it for a long time, and they went crazy with him.

Akmund regretted it very much, he regretted that he should not have agreed to Brother Dan to let Nesario be Ding Jiayi's personal teacher, and it was not such a method of pulling seedlings to help him grow! For the first time in his life, he was dissatisfied with Brother Dan.

When Tussaud saw this scene, she once chased after Ding Jiayi desperately, but she couldn't catch up, so she could only go back to the building and sit on the ground, crying heartbroken.

Akmund couldn't take it anymore, he found Nesario on the mountain, and asked angrily:

"Mr. Wings, are you teaching students, or are you taking revenge on the avengers?!"

A trace of green fire condensed from the tips of Nesario's fingers and lit it on the door of Akmund's head, and the green fire flickered for only 5 seconds, and the once invincible Elder Ereda was almost incontinent.

He couldn't say another word and returned to the building in despair.

After watching all day and crying all day, Tussaud had dried his tears, and he said to Akmund, who had returned from the mountain like a lost soul:

"Teacher, I want to hug him, I want to know how much pain he has, I want to bear it with him. ”

Akmund's eyes were full of fear:

"No, don't touch him even if you're dead, not at all!" and he dragged her back to the dormitory, despite Tussaud's objections.

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On the ninth day, Ding Jiayi frantically rushed back to the mountain, grabbed Nesario's collar and shouted:

"Teacher, if you refuse to kill me, I will kill you!!"

Nesario smiled:

"You try?"

Ding Jiayi clenched his hands into fists and smashed them into Nesario's chest one by one, the empty sound shook the earth and the earth trembled, but Nesario smiled contemptuously, not dodging or dodging.

Ding Jiayi's last bit of strength was gone, and he curled up on the ground like a dead dog, even though the pain continued, he really couldn't go crazy.

There were signs of blurring consciousness, and he couldn't help but be elated, suggesting to himself: faint! faint! Even if you die!

He didn't faint, he didn't die, but vaguely saw a person, a woman.

The woman walked slowly towards him, and he saw clearly that she was the demon of his dreams.

He cried, for some reason, but he wanted to cry, although the tears were dried by the flames before they could leave his eyes.

The woman walked up to him and crouched down, reaching out to help him wipe the corners of his eyes, she couldn't see his tears, but she knew he was crying.

Her expression was still so cold, still so inviolable, but the words she said were extremely gentle:

"Child, do you hurt?"

"Hurt.....

"Then I will tell you my name, and when you hear it, you will no longer be in pain. ”

"Tell me quickly...... Please...... Tell me ......"

"Remember, child, my name is Chanel. ”

After the woman finished speaking, a smile bloomed on her iceberg-like face, and then turned into a wisp of smoke and slowly dissipated.

Ding Jiayi sat up, tears streaming down his face.

He still didn't know why he was crying, but this time, the tears were able to rush out of his eyes and onto his face.

There were two voices arguing in his head:

"I said I wouldn't let her go, why did you agree? It's good now, the people are gone, it's all your fault, it's all your fault!"

"Shut up! If she doesn't go, he'll die!

"She's not going, I'm going! It's useless for me to stay here!"

"Wake up, can you save him?

"Why? Why! She should have been the one who stayed until the end!"

"Yes, you want her to stay, do you know what happens if she stays?"

"I don't care! What if you become a demon? What if you destroy it? It's a big deal like ...... before."

"Shut up! Don't say it! Can't say it! At least not now!"

“......”

Ding Jiayi smiled, laughing so happily, happy that tears welled up.

The green flame was gone, but instead of disappearing completely, it was eaten by his soul.

His soul now shimmered an eerie green, no more pain, no more torment.

Nesario's eyes widened in shock - Midori had fused with his soul? this was impossible, he was either alive or dead, but it couldn't have happened!

Ding Jiayi ignored his shock, his smile was accompanied by tears, he looked at Nesario and said:

"Teacher...... That's what you want?"

On his back, a pair of huge black wings glowing green slowly flapped.