"Oh, that's interesting." Hearing the other man's words, Yami stepped forward and kept pressing the knuckles of his fingers, making a "click" sound, "I've never heard such a strange request, but I can grant you."

Familian reached out and stopped the tooth behind her, "It hurts, doesn't it?" As she spoke, she reached out and gently stroked the other man's abdomen, which was a deep wound that probably penetrated his body from the blood on the ground.

The other party didn't seem to feel anything, "I want them to kill me, it's really boring to live like this, it's been a thousand years......

Familian suddenly pressed hard against his wound, but although the other man was expressionless, he did not continue. "Every man, every life, every soul, has a reason for being. Don't you feel ashamed to give up for no reason?"

Yami looked at Familian in a daze, as if she couldn't believe the words coming out of her mouth, "Then why did you kill these guys?"

"Don't interrupt me, Yami!" Familian screamed viciously, but responded to him anyway, "Isn't the reason for the existence of these guys to evolve into Achucas?"

Yami's mouth was open, not knowing how to refute. Familian's brain circuitry was a little strange, and he didn't know how to answer.

"If you lose that reason, how about I give you one?" Familian said as the wings behind her slowly opened, looking extremely gorgeous, "Follow me, I'll take you to see a new world and give you a new heart."

"Hey, Fami!" Ulquiora stepped forward, "Don't do anything superfluous."

"Don't worry, your." Familian smiled at Ulquiora to indicate that she was fine, "If you're the slightest bit unwilling, follow me. Of course, no one will stop you if you want to die, but do you think you are like this mess?" She pointed to the bloody corpses all over the floor. Seeing that the other party did not move, Familian folded her wings and walked over to Ulquiora, "Let's go, your."

"That's it?" Yami looked at the two people in the distance in a daze, and then looked at the dying one under the boulder, scratched his head and followed.

The human form looked at the few people who were gradually moving away, and his eyes gradually glowed with a different brilliance. Just as he was about to lose sight of several people, he stood up, and the wounds on his body healed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, there were no scars left. He looked at the scene full of stumps, gritted his teeth and silently followed.

"Why are you optimistic about that waste, it's so weak." Yami followed behind the two of them and stroked her chin.

"That's a strong man, isn't it, your." Familian looked at her brother, but Ulquiora didn't react, and he seemed angry at Familian's unwanted actions.

"Strong?" Yami was puzzled, "Where do you see it, it's obviously a waste."

Familian was very upset that he screamed "waste" one by one, and glared back at him, "How could that group of weak people not be able to kill one of them, even if they are weak? The only possibility is that he is stronger than those vanities. And he didn't fight back, just passively beaten, maybe he was really looking for death as he said."

"So, that creature doesn't want to live, why don't you kill him?" Yami asked a stupid question.

"I like it!" Familian replied with a particularly willful attitude, "What, do you have any grievances?"

"Fami, forget it this time." Ulquiora abruptly interrupted their argument, "Next time, I don't allow anything like this to happen."

Familian tugged at Ulquiola's batwing and said, "Don't be angry, your. You should be happy. I've evolved into Achucas, and I'll be able to help you a lot in the future."

Ulquiora turned her head to look at Familia, let her tug at her wings, and sighed softly, "As long as you don't mess with me, and don't be in any danger, you can do me a great favor."

"Is that what you usually do?" Someone else's voice suddenly came from behind a few people.

Yami stopped and looked back at the other party, "Heh, you guy, you really dare to keep up, how can you walk without a sound." Well? Where are your wounds?" Yami's face was shocked

Doubtfully, the other party may really be the same as Familian said, different from those miscellaneous pieces.

The figure stood behind them, covered in blood, but there was not a single scar in sight, as if it wasn't him who had been lying there before.

"Do you think that everyone walks as loudly as you do, as if they were afraid that others would not know?" Familian said a few words, and then looked at the visitor with a smile, very satisfied with the other party's performance.

"Super fast regeneration," Ulquiora muttered, the other party is indeed not simple, ordinary voids do not have this ability, "report your name and origin."

The other man walked over to a few people and stopped, "My name is Soi Inmotaylor. As for where I came from, I don't even know how long I lived......

"Stop," Yami said with her hand to stop, "can you say something realistic, you kind of shitch who doesn't even have the power to fight back doesn't know how long you've lived, when I'm an idiot?"

"Shut up, tooth-tight." Ulquiorra snorted a pointless provocation and stared at Soy with her eyes glued to Soy in a cold voice.

"I forgot how many roads I've traveled and how many battles I've been through. But I never won once, and I never had a friend." Soy said mechanically, with no emotion in his words, "I don't have any fighting abilities, I don't have flashes, I don't have steel skins. The only thing I can do is keep hurting, keep healing, just like you see. Gradually, I felt that my life was meaningless, that I was like a lamb that could be slaughtered infinitely, whether it was void or death, as long as they showed their fangs, I would bleed. I controlled my ability to regenerate and try not to heal, but when I was mortally wounded, it was no longer under my control. Over time, I gradually lost my response to the pain, and only the pain made me aware of my existence, but I had no reason to exist."

"Well," the knuckle horn sounded, "I just didn't enjoy it just now, why don't you let me enjoy it?"

"Stop, Yami, I'll cut off your hands if you do anything else." Ulquiola's tone sank, "Since you decided to follow us, I won't stand in your way, but your life or death has nothing to do with me." Then he looked at Familian, "He you brought him, and he will be handed over to you."

Familian smiled and nodded, "That's right, it seems that you still have hope."