In Hull's eyes, Panis behind him is now more like a dead soul than himself. He himself is a half-human and half-uncle, and the Panis he saw can only be considered half-human now, because his body is almost half left.

Panis was in a particularly miserable state. Above the waist, most of the right half of his body had been blown up. From the wounds covered with minced flesh, you can see the twitching lungs, the swelling stomach, and even the heart that was barely struggling and beating. The blown range extends from the abdomen to the face, and even half of his face is left. A pale skull can be seen on the right half of his head. The right eye has become a black hole that goes straight to the brain, and the white half of the teeth are exposed outside. The exposed teeth open and close when speaking, looking like a real skeleton. If the black hole's eye sockets can be beaten, it will be exactly the same as the real undead.

Panis held a one-handed sword in his left hand and stood shakingly. Every time he swayed, a piece of internal organ would fall from half of his body. It is unimaginable how much pain he would suffer just by maintaining a simple standing movement. But Panis was like his body was not his own, and he didn't look at his scattered internal organs and his broken body. Instead, he was smiling, with a wanton and ferocious smile, and there was a crazy light flashing in his only eye.

"Why are you still not dead?" Hull looked at Panis's face, then looked at his hand holding the sword, then looked at his face, and gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "It has become like this, how can you still not die? You should be dead."

"You are not dead yet, how could I die first?" Panis smiled fiercely and evilly. The one-handed sword in his hand twisted hard and said in a hoarse voice: "I would not close my eyes without watching you die with my own eyes. Also, maybe you don't know. Thanks to your Danakus's gift, I can crawl back from hell even if I die. So from the beginning, as long as you are caught up by us, there will be no chance of survival."

"This is impossible, you should be dead. You cannot be alive like this." Hull's eyes were filled with disbelief and surprise. The strength of his body was gradually losing, losing the support of the divine grace. The skin on his body was shriveling at a speed visible to the naked eye, getting closer and closer to the original appearance of a mummy. The sound gradually returned to the original harshness of rubbing steel.

"What a pity, I'm still alive." Panis's vocal cords were severely injured, and he could only say in a very unaudible voice: "So, go to death with regret and confusion, and go to hell to study why I'm still alive."

"You don't have to be proud, although I'm going to die, but you, you, all the stupid mortal lives in the world will come to accompany me soon. Hahaha." Hur used his hand and pushed Pannis's one-handed sword out of his body, covering the wound without blood flowing out of it, and said with a crazy laugh: "My Lord is about to come back, and he is using the body of your companions, hahahaha, then you will taste the taste of despair, and it is yours once.

The despair brought to you by the woman himself, hahahahaha, as long as I think about it, I feel that I have never been so happy. I will wait for you in the world after death, and wait for you to accompany me to see how your world is washed by the anger of my Lord. I just hope that by then you will not collapse because you die in the hands of your woman. If you collapse so simply, even in the world after death, I will lose a lot of fun, so you have to work hard, hahahahaha."

"Don't worry, no matter what your plan is, I will do my best to destroy it." Panis narrowed his only eye and said coldly: "I will do everything possible to prevent your master from reviving. If he has recovered, I will let him return to his eternal sleep with my own hands. This time I will not be afraid anymore. I will not let Neli's sacrifice be wasted. I will fulfill her unfulfilled wishes and protect this world for her. So, you can die with peace of mind, go to hell and wait for your two companions, and I will send them down to accompany you. Also, remember to say hello to Danacus for me, tell me, and wait for me to come to him."

After saying that, Panis used the last energy in his body to swung the sword held in his left hand again. The destructive fighting spirit flashed on the surface of the sword and stroked Hull's neck. The head of a mummy flew high, rolling in the air for several times before landing on the ground. Even though he was dead, Hull's three black eye sockets still seemed to be filled with endless mockery, mocking Panis' helplessness about Nellie.

With a "clang", the one-handed sword slipped weakly from Panis's hand, falling on the ice surface and making a crisp impact. Panis was no longer able to support it. He shook it back and forth a few times, and fell back straight backwards. Halfway through, a rough arm stretched out, held his body, and helped him sit slowly on the ground. Asker's cold and hard face showed a complicated expression, and looked at Panis' wound with a little sadness in his eyes, and whispered: "Kyle, didn't you say you knew what you were doing? Why did you finally come to this point? Even if you want to do something for Nelly, there is no need to pay your life. If you live, can't you do more for her?"

"Don't worry about me, I won't die, it's just that it hurts so much." Panis grinned with his half-left mouth, showing an expression that was even worse than crying, and endured the unbearable pain of ordinary people and said, "Old friend, do me a favor, help me open my backpack and take out Neli's wine."

Aske hesitated for a moment, his lips twitched and wanted to say something. Finally, he closed his mouth, walked away and picked up the backpack that Panis had thrown down before the explosion, took out two brown crystal bottles without any packaging and labels without a word and put them in front of Panis. A giggle came out from Panis' throat, stretched out his only remaining hand, gently stroked the smooth and cold crystal bottle, and said softly like a dream, "You said, can Nellie see it when we kill this half-dead person? Will she be happy if she sees it? Will she smile at me again?"

"Of course." Aske rubbed his eyes and nodded vigorously, "Nelly will be happy. This is a task we did not complete back then. Even if a hundred years have passed, as long as it is completed, it will be a regret in her heart. However, in order to make up for her regret, you even have to fight for her life. Even if she is happy, how could she laugh? "

"Ha, you don't understand, I'm atonement." Panis shook his head, his movements tugged at the damaged muscles, causing severe pain: "The sin I committed can only be cleaned with practical actions. This is just the beginning. I will not let go of any of the people related to Danakus and all those related to the servant of God. Maybe only in this way can I have the courage to face her again, even if it's just in a dream."

Like other companions, Asker didn't know what happened back then, so he could only look at him in confusion, but he could not ask the questions in his heart.

"To be honest, I really miss her, I really want to listen to her voice again, I really want to see her smile again. Even if I did something like that, I still have such unrealistic expectations. It's really a greedy and stupid behavior, but I just can't control my longing." Panis smiled self-deprecatingly, moved Neli's wine to his body, and used his strength to pick it up and hugged it in his arms, as if he had hugged Neli's body covered with armor. In Asker's silence, he hugged it hard for a while before he let out a sigh like a hoarse voice, and said in a low voice: "I can't hold on anymore, it's so fucking pain."

The next moment, Panis put down the bottle of wine in his hand and took out a dagger from somewhere. Before Asker could react, he directly cut off his neck with his backhand.

"Hey." Aske felt that his mind was not enough. He never thought that things would suddenly develop like this. As a result, just as he reached out his hand, he saw blood gushing out from Panis's neck like a fountain, and he had only had time to ask the last question: "Why are you?"

No one answered his question. The wound on Panis' neck was so deep that it took only a few seconds that a relief smile appeared on his face, stopping his breathing and heartbeat. Ask stood blankly on the ice field, looking at Panis's smiling corpse, unable to describe his feelings. This cold sand man assassin never expected that a seemingly simple pursuit made him lose his most respected and important partner, and was also one of the few friends. The wind on the ice field was cold and terrible. Although the sand man would not feel cold, Ask still felt the chill in his heart while standing next to Panis's body.

While standing still, Aske suddenly looked moved, as if he felt something. His blade-like gaze turned to the right. From the mist on the right, a familiar figure slowly tear open the mist and walked out with familiar steps. He looked back at the ground. The blood stains on the ground and the corpse emitted a faint white light, which was slowly dissipating like gasification.

"Are you paying attention to Neli's bottle of wine?" Panis, who walked out of the fog, said jokingly in a voice that made people want to hit him: "I said, don't worry, I won't die, why don't you believe it?"

Aske didn't know what expression to make on his cold face, and the gravel on his face was twitching, and he asked in a strange voice: "Is this the result of the reversal of the Death Word at that time? Even if he dies, he can recover in the best state?"

"Yes." Panis walked over and picked up the wine bottle and put it into the backpack on the side: "It also includes clothes that you carry with you, and even items before your death in the backpack. It's very magical, isn't it?"

Aske lowered his head and was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly, he suddenly stabbed the dagger in his hand at Panis strangely.
Chapter completed!