Do you know who is the saddest? Do you know who is the stupidest person when you know you can do it? Do it knowing you can't do it!

I don't think anyone ever knows how something will end, and until the dust settles, everything is not yet known. As in the current situation, I don't know who will emerge victorious, but I am sure that one of us will die.

At this time, I was like a spectator, standing in the void of space, watching the battle through the images coming from my eyes, and I wanted to ask the woman to understand, to ask the ins and outs of the matter, after all, I can't be treated like a blindfolded donkey, just bury my head and walk forward.

I thought back to what had happened before, the spaceship He Xiaoyang was on was shot down, and then the spaceship suddenly appeared, the earth trembled, the floor collapsed, and the unknown woman rescued me at the critical moment.

The people of the city were taken captive by the spaceship, including He Xiaoyang, and if I wanted to save him, I had to enter the spaceship, destroy the ship's power engine, and make it lose its protective barrier, and then the woman would use her own way to rescue everyone and destroy the spaceship.

Yes, it all seemed so plausible and natural, not like a plot that had been planned for a long time.

But why do I feel that the breath emanating from my body has the same smell as the tentacles that came out of the ground before, I may not know what this energy is, but the smell emitted from it is like the stench of rotting rotten flesh in the dog days, which makes people sick.

I wanted to stop the fight, but the only thing I had at my disposal now was these eyes, which were like I was in a small dark room, and my eyes were the windows to the outside world, and as the battle continued, my eyes began to dim, and the windows became smaller and smaller, and finally there was a small opening, revealing a glimmer of light.

Just as I was anxious, a white light suddenly flashed in the darkness, gradually spreading from a small white dot to all around, and finally forming the outline of a human figure.

"Who are you?" I looked at the figure in front of me and asked tentatively.

The figure didn't answer, and I didn't ask more, now that my body doesn't belong to me, what's the use of knowing who she is, it's just to have one more person to accompany her in the dark.

However, out of curiosity, I couldn't stop looking this uninvited visitor up and down, only to see that the white light on its body gradually weakened, and its originally hazy body gradually became clearer.

I saw her white-clothed body, under the slender jade neck, a crisp chest like clotted white jade, half-covered and half-hidden, a bundle of plain waist, not even a hand, the skin is better than snow, extremely beautiful, like a fairy in the sky, the beauty is spotless.

I'm not a person, but it's hard to take my eyes off her, and I think it's probably the inexplicable attraction between people.

Yes, we are like a semi-circular magnet, looking for our own other half in the world, we may be attracted by many people, but what we want in the end is the one who can form a perfect circle with us.

"Who are you?" I asked again, and my eyes were nowhere to put for a while, and I didn't look at her, and I didn't look at her.

She didn't answer, but a slender tentacle stretched out from her white dress and placed it lightly on my forehead, and with the white light shining, she read the information in my head, and I understood where she came from.

We exchanged memories of each other, but her memories were short, and from her brief memories, I could only know that she was from Dream Star, her name was Jerry Phis, and her mission was to heal every creature that came to this space, that is, the tentacles.

I think I understand why I can feel the tentacles regenerating an infinite number of times, and it turns out that she is healing, which means that these tentacles are not actually reborn, but reborn. The power of the dream star in the mouth of the person holding the knife may be the power of healing.

It's just that the person with the knife can get the help of the power of the dream star, presumably he has also been to the dream star, and the relationship with the original residents of the dream star should be good, if he forcibly plunders to obtain this power, he will inevitably be rejected by this force, but obviously that force is willing to help him.

"How did you end up here?" , I asked suspiciously.

The battle outside must have entered a white-hot state, and my body is conservatively estimated to have been injured many times, and she appeared here, which means that no one is healing my body now, and when I think about it, my heart is cold, I don't want my body to be missing arms and legs, and become disabled.

"It was your consciousness that sent me here," she replied softly.

I think she must have read the language information from my memory, so she can speak such standard Mandarin, the earth language that all extraterrestrial visitors must return.

"My consciousness? But my body is out of my control, and I don't even know where I am. I sighed lightly, I knew that I was trapped here, and my body was robbed, so I might as well be hacked to death by that person.

"The scene of the dream star flashed through your mind, and I followed this consciousness and found the subject of this consciousness, which is you," Jerry Phiss explains.

"The scene of the dream star? Could it be the group of jellyfish that just poured out of the box? ", I whispered to myself. It should be true, because apart from the ruins of the city, there is also the group of creatures that emit white light, like jellyfish, and there are no other strange creatures to be seen.

"Your mission is to heal those tentacles all the time, so who gave you this order?" , I think I asked in vain, because we have exchanged each other's memories, and her memories are blank except for those just now.

"Blank?" , I suddenly seemed to think of something, if the body can be occupied, then the memory will most likely be modified, just like me at this time, I don't know anything about the battle outside now, that is, about this battle, my memory is also blank.

But I still have a fluke mentality, the creature from the dream star in front of me is obviously more advanced than the earth creature, just put the tentacle on my forehead, I already know all the knowledge and memories in my brain, so the memory just now is not an exchange, but she forcibly read all my memories, for what she shared with me, maybe there are reservations.

Jerry Firth frowned and didn't answer, but I seemed to know the answer from her expression, and she didn't know who gave her the order.

Perhaps it was without Jerry Fissi's healing, and the power of control over my body diminished slightly, and I gradually regained control of my eyes.

Through the picture reflected by the eyes, I saw that there was thick smoke all around, and all the ruins within a radius of dozens of miles were razed to the ground, and the white armor of the person holding the knife in front of him had been broken, and purple liquid was oozing from the terrifying wound, presumably his blood.

I hurriedly looked down at my body, fortunately my legs were still there, but I felt that something was missing from my arms, yes, my left arm had been severed, and strands of blood were dripping from the smoke and dust on the ground.