Transmigrating into the only holy female in the interstellar world, the orcs who have no descendants

Rosie held Kyle tightly, her fingertips turning white from the strain, her body trembling slightly. Her voice was hoarse and filled with tears: "Smodo, didn't you say holy water can cure all diseases? Why doesn't it work on Kyle? Are you lying to me?!"

Smodor shuddered at Rosie's yell, and the golden glow on his head dimmed a bit. He quickly waved his hands, looking aggrieved, "Your Excellency, I swear to God! I, Smodor, may love money, but how dare I lie to you about something like this!" He rubbed his hands together, his eyes flickering, "This holy water is indeed a healing product, but... it counteracts dark powers!"

Lu Ye tried to touch the holy water, but as soon as his fingertips made contact, they hissed and suddenly retracted. His face turned pale, and a fine layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead. His body trembled slightly, as if he had been electrocuted.

"What's wrong?" Luo Xi hurriedly supported Lu Ye, her voice trembling, afraid of hearing any bad news.

Lu Ye gritted his teeth, enduring the severe pain, his voice hoarse as if it had been rubbed by sandpaper: "No... This holy water... is useless to me, on the contrary..." He didn't say anything else, but the painful expression on his face said it all.

Rosie's heart sank. She hugged Kyle, feeling icy cold, as if she'd fallen into an ice hole. What should she do? What about Kyle?

Xuanqi remained silent, his amber eyes gazing at the holy water, seemingly lost in thought. He could sense a powerful vitality within the holy water, but at the same time, a force diametrically opposed to the dark energy, subtly repelling it.

At this moment, in Kyle's sea of ​​consciousness.

Endless darkness, like sticky ink, surged and twisted, ready to swallow everything. Kyle felt like he was trapped in a giant maze, with no exit, no direction, only endless darkness.

He was in a trance, like a lone boat tossed in a storm, liable to capsize at any moment.

"Roar--"

Sharp roars came from all directions, like the whispers of evil spirits or the wails of wronged souls.

Countless hideous faces gradually emerged from the black fog. Those faces were twisted and deformed, carrying endless resentment and anger, like demons crawling out from the depths of hell.

These monsters are all transformed from Kyle's inner demons.

They recreated the bloody scenes of Kyle suppressing the star region riots: battlefields where blood flowed like rivers, planets littered with corpses, those desperate wails, those hateful eyes...

Scene after scene, frame after frame, like a kaleidoscope, flashed before Kyle's eyes, shocking his mind and tearing at his soul.

"kill!"

A bloody giant beast suddenly jumped out from the black fog, opened its bloody mouth and bit towards Kyle.

Kyle's eyes focused, and dark golden flames ignited in his amber pupils.

He had no weapons, only his fists.

He swung his fist and attacked.

There are no fancy moves, only the most direct and primitive fighting.

"boom!"

The fist collided with the beast's head, making a dull sound.

The giant beast's head exploded instantly and turned into a cloud of bloody mist.

Kyle didn't pause, he flashed and rushed towards another monster.

Tear, trample, crush...

He was like a tireless beast, killing crazily in this dark maze.

His armor was already in tatters, revealing the strong muscles inside.

His body was covered with scars and blood.

But he did not retreat, he was not afraid, he only had endless fighting spirit.

"Kyle!"

Luo Xi's voice suddenly rang out in the darkness, like a ray of light, penetrating layers of fog.

Kyle's body trembled slightly.

He raised his head suddenly and looked in the direction of the sound.

He saw Rosie's figure appear not far away.

She stood there, looking at him quietly, her eyes full of worry and heartache.

A warm feeling surged in Kyle's heart.

He knew he was not fighting alone.

He also has Sissi and their cub.

"Roar--"

Those monsters seemed to sense Kyle's changes and became even crazier and more violent.

They came from all directions like a black torrent, ready to completely drown Kyle.

A hint of determination flashed in Kyle's eyes.

He took a deep breath, and the dark golden flames on his body suddenly surged.

He will try his best to fight his way out.

Rosie carefully placed Kyle next to the holy water font.

The moment the holy water touched Kyle, it boiled violently like an ice cube splashed with hot oil, making a sizzling sound.

White mist rose from the holy water, entangled with the dark energy on Kyle's body, and repelled each other, like two armies facing each other in a fierce battle.

Rosie's heart was in her throat.

She stared at Kyle closely, afraid of missing any details.

Priest Smodor took out an old tortoise shell from somewhere, muttered something, and then threw the tortoise shell into the air.

The tortoise shell spun a few times in the air, and then fell to the ground with a "click".

Priest Smodor quickly picked up the tortoise shell and examined it carefully.

His face turned pale in an instant.

"How...how is this possible?" Priest Smodor's voice trembled slightly. "On the tortoise shell...there's actually a reverse scale totem!"

Luo Xi suddenly grabbed the arm of the Smodor priest and said in a hoarse voice: "Tell me, what does this reverse scale totem represent?"

Priest Smodor was grabbed by Rosie and it hurt so much that he grimaced but did not dare to resist.

"Your Excellency the Holy Lady... please calm down..." Priest Smodor's voice was tinged with tears. "This reverse scale totem represents... a sign of great misfortune..."

"A bad omen?" Rosie's body swayed slightly and she almost fell down.

Lu Ye quickly supported her and comforted her.

"What exactly is it?" Rosie's voice trembled slightly. She forced herself to calm down. "Tell me, what will happen to Kyle?"

Priest Smodor took a deep breath and spoke slowly, his voice low and slow, like a judge sentencing someone to death: "If... Marshal Kyle can't wake up within three days..."

He paused, as if he couldn't bear to say the rest of the words.

"What will happen?" Rosie's voice was hoarse, like a string rubbed by gravel. Every word trembled, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to go out at any moment. Her eyes were filled with despair, like a small animal cornered, helpless and hesitant.

Priest Smodor slowly closed his eyes, and as if he had exhausted all his strength, he finally squeezed out those few words from his throat. Each word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Luo Qian's heart hard: "Soul... is completely destroyed..."

Luo Xi's body trembled violently, as if struck by lightning, and she froze completely. Her face instantly turned as pale as paper, bloodless, as if her life force had been drained away. Her lips trembled slightly, but no sound came out.

The soul is completely destroyed...

These four words, like a spell, kept echoing in Luo Xi's mind, making her dizzy and almost unable to stand.

She couldn't imagine what she would do if Kyle really...

No, she can't accept it!

Rosie shook her head violently, as if trying to get rid of this terrible thought from her mind.

She held Kyle tightly, as if he was holding on to her only hope, afraid that if she let go, he would disappear.

However, Kyle's body became colder and stiffer, like... a lifeless stone.

Rosie's heart sank little by little, as if she had fallen into a bottomless abyss, without a ray of light in sight.

"No... no..." Rosie's voice was a little tearful, as if she was comforting herself, or praying to God, "Kyle... you will be fine... you will definitely be fine..."

With trembling hands, she tried to help Kyle stop the bleeding, but she found that her wood-based abilities had no effect on the wound.

The wound seemed to be cursed, and it continued to bleed and could not be stopped.

Rosie could no longer hold back her tears, which burst out like beads from a broken string, dripping onto Kyle's face, mixing with his blood, making it impossible to tell one from the other.

"Kyle... wake up... look at me..." Rosie's voice was choked with sobs. She hugged Kyle tightly, as if she wanted to merge him into her body. "You can't leave me... you can't..."

However, Kyle didn't react at all. He lay there quietly, as if he was asleep, or as if... he was gone forever.

Luo Xi's heart was completely broken, as if it was torn apart by an invisible big hand, and the pain made her almost suffocate.

What should she do?