After so many things, Iskandal Kayan has always thought he was fearless because he had nothing.
However, when all his cherished things truly disappeared in the wind of time, he realized that he was not fearless, and he was more afraid of losing than anyone else.
Every reason that inspired him to fight for it is now proved to be a false statement, but the exiles are whispering to the ghost.
He no longer felt angry, no longer sad, and had even decided not to declare war on fate.
Of course, he could also see disappointment in the eyes of the war coach, because he had become an empty shell and had no effect on him anymore - Kayang knew this very well. For Abaddon, the so-called brotherhood was just false, and everything depends on value.
If he had believed in each other's friendship, then after losing her, he would never believe it again.
The reason that drove him to continue fighting for the Black Legion seemed to be the only instinct left, just like a vehicle that was driving at high speed, even if he released the accelerator, he would still roll forward.
But from the bottom of his heart, he was already tired.
What made him even more tired was not only reality, but also his dreams that had been surrounded by the past, and the howlings of the wolf that he thought had gone away were back.
They are encountered when Kayan relaxes and forces herself to fall asleep.
On that lonely soul was thrown to the end, the wild wolf of Fenris roared and broke into the ruins and burning streets at night.
For a long time, he thought that the wolves in his dream had disappeared, and after meeting Abaddon, he thought he had defeated the demon.
But in fact, the pack of wolves in his heart never left.
Whenever he dreams at midnight, the sudden release of adrenaline will wake him up from his shallow sleep, his hands will tremble due to the lag effect, and his body is covered with frost condensed by sweat.
The wolves seemed to follow him in the hallucination, and he could hear their howl slowly disappear into the surrounding cabin.
Sometimes, he could even feel these sounds flowing in his blood vessels, leaving marks on the gene chain.
Even though these space wolves only exist in their memory, they still chase after themselves with the desire to hunt.
In addition to this nightmare, another dream that plagued Kayang was what he once thought he would be forever lost and despised for—
emotion.
Whenever he was chased by a group of wolves in his dream, a piece of black wings wrapped him back and took him to a safe altitude.
Then he would look at her and recall the time they spent together again.
"Nifetari—"
She was so close to herself that in the past, anyone who dared to touch herself like her at that moment would be ruthlessly destroyed.
But she belonged to him. No matter how others laughed at her, she was Kayan's Nifetali, his blood guard, so he allowed her to gently brush her fingertips in her gloves with a sharp blade across her cheek.
She is a spiritual race, to be precise, a dark spiritual race, a race that is almost despised by the entire Galaxy.
When Kayan was the loneliest and most desperate, she was the only one who was with her.
In those days, two lonely and tortured souls drifted in the cold void, obtaining the most insignificant warmth from each other—
All he and her had is a simple and selfless closeness.
"You're safe."
She put her pale, weird, yet extremely beautiful face to Kayang's cheek and whispered softly.
"The wild wolf will never hurt you."
At this moment, Kayang's blood will turn from cold to warm.
"I...Nifetari..."
"Shh, there's one more thing."
Her eyes caught Kayang's gaze.
"I hate you. You could have let me accept death calmly, rather than die in such a painful way."
Nifitari's smile disappeared, she retracted her crystal claws and gently covered her lips on Kayang's lips.
Then, she whispered an ancient spiritual language, and then began from her face, gradually shattered and dissipated like the wind—
"Nifetari!!!"
Kayang screamed in horror and suddenly stretched out his hand to hold the other person's remaining body.
This action made him sit up directly from the bed, and after looking around, he found that he was still in the lounge on the boat, with a smart figure who looked like a cat and was lying on the floor of the cabin.
When Kayang woke up, she stood up quickly, showing unnaturally smoothness in her movements.
In fact, she is not a creature, but more like a ghost wearing a lynx appearance.
And when you approach the beast, you will feel that she is different from any known creature.
She never blinked, and would not drool. The beast's claws and teeth were shining with black glass luster, and the fur emitted the smell of ashes after being burned by fire, which reminded people of a destroyed world.
"Owner."
The pet greets Kayan in his mind, which is a bunch of thoughts that contain recognition and obedience, not just a word.
"Nagua."
Kayang responded to the greetings telepathically.
"Your dreams are having that noisy dream again. You miss the female alien and the scent of blood full of pride."
As a demon, Nagua always tries to pass on his pleasure to Kayan, as if he should also enjoy it.
But Kayang didn't feel any joy.
After waking up from the dream, his heart was still extremely empty.
"Kayang."
Suddenly, a monotonous mechanical sound came into the inner room, neither emotion nor age could be distinguished.
"You're awake."
"That's right."
He replied to the empty room, stroking Nagua's soft fur—they were barely different from the real fur.
The demon lynx lies down as if it is unaware of nothing, without any sign of joy or boredom.
"Your reservation time is up, Kayang."
"Have there been any changes in the orbit of Nesson IV?"
“As usual.”
The mechanical sound was confirmed, but it was also expected.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Kayang devoted great patience to this task, so he even doubted whether he was too bored, so he wasted three years on such a task.
Since agreeing to Huron to kill the commander of the Star Knights' Chapter, Kayang sent his most powerful spy to sneak into the Star Knights' home planet to collect evidence of the other party's "betrayal".
Compared to the straightforward killings in the past, this time he unexpectedly wanted to kill someone by borrowing a knife.
His spy did not disappoint his entrustedness and found many clues, outlining the deeds of the Knight of the Astral Realm annexing the loyal Soul Drinker, but the key evidence was never found.
During this period, he had not been suspicious of his spy, because his telepathy with the other party had been interrupted several times in the middle, although the other party explained that it was because there were psychics in the nest, and that anti-psychic devices were placed in some key departments.
But Kayang was still very cautious. Although he was very confident in his soul mark, so many years of life in the eyes of fear had already made him extremely alert.
Even though Zorg told him early that the critical evidence was still found, but he could not obtain it and needed to take action himself, he delayed the action time again and again.
It took three years to delay.
During this period, Abaddon also summoned him to give up this indifferent task and hand it over to others, but Kayang was very persistent in completing him.
He had an inexplicable interest in the man who had severely damaged Huron, and it was also a rare embellishment of his boring life.
Of course, he was not completely idle in the past three years. Abaddon gave him a series of tasks, the most of which were the reconnaissance of the Misty Star Domain and the Kadian Star Domain.
Obviously, this war coach will make big moves soon.
And now, Kayang has decided to end the mission in front of him. He is going to the surface of the planet to obtain the critical evidence, and then watch how the imperial judges judged their former "heroes".