The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

"Are you out of your mind?"

Why are you so eager to die?

Could it be that he suffered some kind of shock?

After being scrutinized by those pitying "gazes" for a long time, Ning Feng felt an urge to twitch his cheeks, but he held back and sighed:

"No...it's okay, I'll be more careful next time."

Never mind, next time... I definitely will.

Alice nodded in satisfaction, pleased with Ning Feng's honest and obedient attitude.

"Okay, you and your friends can stay here for a while without worry."

Before figuring out why that divine being had approached them, it was best not to involve these mortals.

"I don't know what that guy was after..."

Ding.

The sound of metal clashing came from behind.

Alice: Hmm?

card!

Suddenly turning her head, Alice stared in shock as Ning Feng lifted a dagger with a shattered blade from his temple, looking at the broken blade with a puzzled expression.

On Ning Feng's temple, there was a white spot that was slowly fading away...

"What are you doing?!"

Tick.

There was no blood on his temple, but the web of his right hand, which was gripping the dagger, had been reopened by the recoil after the force of the swing.

"why?"

Ning Feng frowned deeply as he watched the wound on his hand heal rapidly.

What is the nature of this unprecedented regenerative ability?

Moreover, if the regenerative ability is so strong, it will make restarting itself much more difficult.

"Don't try to kill yourself!"

Whoosh!

The dagger in his hand was sucked away by a tremendous force, and then compressed into a ball by an invisible force and fell to the ground.

Do you want to die?

"........."

Sensing the vast difference between them, Ning Feng remained silent.

The truth is self-evident.

Alice looked at the silent Ning Feng and suddenly realized she had misjudged this man, and immediately lost interest.

So easily they give up their own lives.

It turns out he was just a coward.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking, but… no death is something to be encouraged.”

Even if it's a sacrifice, it's the same!

Suddenly losing the motivation to continue leading him on the tour, she slowly began to speak:

“I swore that I would not allow anyone to commit suicide in front of me again.”

"No matter what you do elsewhere, in my city, you... are not allowed to die."

The crystal floated away slowly, leaving Ning Feng standing silently by.

Alice's calm voice rang in Ning Feng's ears.

she says:

"I won't let you die."

Chapter 489 Out of Control

Alice walked away.

Whether it was because she was disappointed by Ning Feng's choice or because she saw through Ning Feng's true nature, she left after making her declaration.

Ning Feng did not try to stop him, but just stood there in a daze.

He didn't have that luxury.

He muttered to himself:

"They won't let me die..."

No, I won't die.

They won't let me die.

will not die.

Not dead.

……

He broke down the sentence again and again, chewing it over, thinking about it, and analyzing it.

Finally, Ning Feng came to a conclusion:

"Something's wrong."

Yes, there's a problem.

And it's a big problem.

Being in the Sky City, which is Alice's domain, means that no one can escape her control over their every move.

Not to mention, the city itself is alive, and Ning Feng could sense the faint gazes that were curiously observing him.

Ning Feng didn't know its motives, but whether it was following Alice's orders or helping it escape its fate of destruction, it made no difference.

I'm not going to die now...

"They won't die."

The fact that he couldn't die meant that he couldn't restart, and this inability to restart filled Ning Feng with an unprecedented sense of panic.

Ning Feng suddenly realized that he had lost control of the situation.

Without a restart, there is no future to see, and even less ability to lead everyone to the right path...

"........."

disturbed.

Panic.

fear!

Unprecedented emotions surged within Ning Feng, engulfing him and threatening to drag him into this bottomless abyss.

Winter thud winter thud!!!

His heart began to race abnormally, his breathing became rapid, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and even his eyes began to glaze over...

winter!

Ning Feng knelt heavily on one knee, supporting himself with one hand while clutching the front of his shirt tightly with the other.

Just before his consciousness completely collapsed, Ning Feng's almost out-of-control will suddenly stirred, awakening the last vestiges of his rationality.

"No, it's not that things are out of control, it's that...I'm out of control."

I lost my composure in the face of fear, and even began to self-destruct.

No.

This is not me.

This shouldn't be my ending.

"We cannot let the situation continue like this."

Taking a deep breath, Ning Feng loosened his grip on his clothes and raised his hand to his eyes with his palm facing upwards.

Ignoring all the abnormalities in his body, he focused all his attention on his palm.

He looked at it very carefully, as if he wanted to memorize every line on his palm.

He wanted to memorize every single detail, every line and every undulation.

Time and again, as his memories deepened, the abnormality in his body gradually dissipated, and he began to calm down.

"call……"

After a long while, his body swayed, and he finally managed to exhale a breath.

cough cough cough.

Haa... Haa...

He forcefully inhaled air into his lungs, and his unfocused eyes gradually regained their former tranquility.

After mentally reconstructing the entire structure of his hand, his mind finally returned to calm.

This feeling was novel; Ning Feng had never imagined that he would have an experience where he almost lost control.

Ning Feng had witnessed many people's breakdowns and madness before their deaths, and their reactions varied, but he had never truly experienced it himself.

He was not afraid of death, never had been.

However, Ning Feng himself did not expect that he would experience the kind of loss of control that he thought he would never experience, after learning that he "could not die".

Others go mad because of death, but he loses control because of his immortality.