Seeing this scene, Shen Tang’s eyes welled up, choking back tears as she stepped closer, "Ah Jin, is it you? I can’t be wrong, right..."
"Roar!"
The Black Panther lifted its head and roared at her, full of intent to drive her away.
Although it had barely regained a sliver of sanity, it remained on the edge of madness, ready to lose control again and tear apart all living things in front of it.
Yet Shen Tang didn’t retreat an inch, her voice soft, "Don’t be afraid, I’m not here to hurt you, I’m here to help you, I can heal you."
The Black Panther stood up, baring its sharp teeth, a menacing growl rumbling in its throat, already in an attack stance.
But it suppressed the desire to attack, that small shred of sanity sparking doubt.
Why does this female know his name?
Does she know him?
What is the relationship between them?
The headache is intense.
So intense it feels like it’s about to split open... Many things can’t be remembered.
The only memory fragments remaining are being trapped in this damned place, endlessly killing to suppress the uncontrollable power within.
Seeing the Black Panther seemingly trapped in chaos, clutching its head painfully, howling low on the ground, Shen Tang seized the chance to approach, gently placing her hand on its head and once again injecting spiritual power.
The Spirit Tree, having been refined hundreds of times, had grown into a tree over a meter tall. Shen Tang could wield more spiritual power, successfully dispersing the black aura on the Black Panther. The madness in its eyes gradually faded, revealing a glint of human clarity.
The Black Panther slowly calmed down.
Was it... successful?
Shen Tang held her breath, waiting for its response.
The Black Panther stood up, looking at Shen Tang.
Its gaze was no longer insane, but cold and unfamiliar, devoid of any emotion.
The smile on Shen Tang’s pale face slowly froze, her heart sinking bit by bit, as she tentatively whispered, "Ah Jin..."
The Black Panther’s gaze remained unmoved, only filled with irritation and hostility, coldly spitting out a word, "Scram."
"If you don’t leave, I’ll kill you."
He remembered.
He was ill.
Abandoned by his family here.
He didn’t understand why such a weak female appeared in the Abyss, and why she possessed spiritual power.
This spiritual power could temporarily relieve his symptoms but couldn’t cure the root cause. He didn’t know when he would go mad again.
He was the abandoned Cursed Son, destined to kill all living things he saw in his madness. Everyone should stay far away from him, leaving him alone to rot in this hellish Abyss!
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