"Su Ming'an, if you're in great pain, I can help you," Noel said.
"..." Su Ming'an closed his eyes, "Help me."
He knew what Noel meant.
"Swoosh!" A light sound, and in a flash, fine silken threads pierced his spine, lifting his consciousness high out of his body. Because he offered no resistance, those silken threads quickly pulled out his soul.
Viewing the earth from the perspective of his soul was quite an interesting experience. Floating high above, Su Ming'an watched as his body slowly collapsed, the light fading from his pupils, and his consciousness little by little dissolved into nothingness...
Before the rewind, he thought, Noel's way of killing was really not bad, hooking a person's soul out alive, letting the body exhaust its life force to death. When he died, he didn't feel any pain, only a bit tired...
He faintly heard Noel's voice:
"Ming'an, please don't forget to respect life just because you've grown accustomed to death..."
...
The twenty-ninth cycle.
