"...Another death, is it?"
When Lu Ping'an awakened from death once more, the corners of his mouth carried a smile.
This time, it was not a cold smile or a bitter one, but a genuine joy from the depths of his heart.
It seemed that everything had begun to change.
"The losses... are still acceptable."
Lu Ping'an glanced at the Life-points consumed for this revival—around the equivalence of two deaths.
It appeared that even fragments of a God Above Gods couldn't match the destructive scale of its true form.
In fact, he could have reduced the cost in the moments leading up to his death.
Faced with an attack that required a charge-up time, he was fully prepared, even ready to pre-emptively self-destruct... For him, dying was the best way to preserve his Life-points; after all, beings beyond the Tenth-order seemed capable of harming the very roots of the soul with even a Flat A attack.
Yet, at that moment, he willingly stopped himself.
