My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 645

"Now, tell us what happened. We all thought you were already dead," Vulture, who couldn’t wait for Duke to respond, said while Kisha settled into Duke’s lap like a cat. Duke didn’t try to stop Vulture from questioning Sparrow, sensing that Kisha was curious about the answer.

"Dead?! How could I die without even knowing I died?" Sparrow scrunched his nose as he looked up at Vulture disdainfully.

"We retrieved a body from the pit beneath the mutated tree, along with your dog tag. Before that, we followed your blood trail from the rice field, where we found your walkie-talkie stained with blood, leading us to the nest of the mutated tree. After defeating the mutated tree, we searched its nest and brought the body back to the base. This time, we plan to bury it alongside our other brothers." Vulture recounted to Sparrow what he, Kisha, and Duke had done so that they would be on the same page.

"We even identified the body because it was wearing the same clothes as you, but since the body had dried out and mummified, we couldn’t really tell if it was you..." Vulture then stopped, as he began to reflect on the mistakes he had made.

Aside from the clothes the corpse was wearing and the dog tag he saw on the mummy’s lap, he hadn’t done any identification.

So how could he be so sure that it was Sparrow?

Now, he glared daggers at Vulture for his stupidity, but he couldn’t say it out loud because it would seem like he was also reprimanding Duke and Kisha for being foolish enough to assume that the body they found was actually Sparrow’s without even going through DNA identification or anything like that, believing he was dead just because of some random mummified body and his missing dog tag.

And since he can’t say it out loud, Sparrow could only redirect his disdain to Vulture and glared at him with a mix of mocking and hateful glares as if to say ’You really are stupid.’

Then, Sparrow started speaking and telling them the story of what happened.

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After being pierced by the mutated tree’s vines in the stomach, Sparrow lost consciousness while the blood from his body was flowing out from the wound.

But not long after, he regained consciousness. He really didn’t die an instant death; what woke him up was the burning pain in his inner pocket. Even in his unconscious state, he felt like he heard a paper igniting before it burned, and then he felt the heat.

With leaden eyes, he opened them, but he was still being pulled by the vines at an unprecedented speed towards somewhere. Since his blood was spilling like water, he tried to reach for the vial of blue liquid in his pocket.

But he had failed a few times as he didn’t feel his limbs anymore, and he was just dangling in the air like a boneless ragdoll.

One thing he was sure of: the amulet Kisha had given him had saved his life from receiving a critical hit that would have been enough to instantly kill him.

He had three of them when he first went on a mission assigned by Kisha when Duke and they were looking for the Winters upon arriving at City B, but luckily, he didn’t have to use those amulets.

Since Kisha was sending him again on a mission far away from her, she gave him and Vulture one each of those amulets, although he didn’t even know how to use it.

However, the thought that it would immediately function on its own when the holder’s life was in danger from a critical attack made Sparrow feel incredibly fortunate that he kept it close to his chest.

But now, since he was still being pulled somewhere, even if he didn’t die instantly from the gaping hole in his stomach, he would still die from blood loss.

So, Sparrow used his remaining strength to move his muscles, but before he could, he felt himself being thrown somewhere. Then, he hit a bunch of hard objects, and a cloud of thick dust struck his face, making him cough violently, which caused his gaping wound to gush even more blood. Your journey continues with freewebnovel

Sparrow felt like he was about to pass out as his entire body grew so cold that he began to shiver and his teeth started chattering.

He remained still in one position, or should he say that he tried to move but his body no longer obeyed him. Images were already flashing through his mind during that time, but he didn’t want to give up and die just like that; it would seem so pathetic, and he didn’t want to leave this world just yet.