"In this case, if I want to restore my soul, it means I have to spend the price of a star-destroying life to restore it."

"It's like I kill the target with a life-consuming blow, and my health points are reduced to 9999. If I want to restore my blood, I naturally have to buy a bottle of blood medicine that can restore 9999 blood points to be even."

"Obviously, I can't afford it, so the system never finds what I want."

There was a hint of bitterness at the corner of his mouth.

Lin An looked at the words in the warning that his soul no longer belonged to him, and felt mixed emotions in his heart.

This is a very long, complicated, and weird piece of logic.

Yes, it is impossible for him to restore his soul and save his life.

So how does he survive now?

The answer is simple.

Under the curse.

He sold his life to death.
Chapter completed!