I retrieved my phone from the video's bosom, my phone was unusable due to the flooding, and with the soldier's phone, I found my way out of the country.

I took advantage of my abilities to fly through the air, towards the borders of this country.

I heard a roar in the distance, it was the sound of an airplane, and I knew I was in trouble.

If nothing else, I'm supposed to be targeted by something, and nine times out of ten it's the blue regime.

This is a very troublesome thing for me, I will be facing a country, and I think that no low-level supernatural person like me can confront a country head-on, even if it is only a small Southeast Asian country with a population of 10 million.

I couldn't be invisible, or even evade the plane's tracking.

The loud roar was getting closer, and I thought about vacuuming the air around me, but I knew it wasn't realistic because my ability was so small.

The roar was getting closer, the loud roar was stinging my ears, an F15 fighter plane, only sixty or seventy meters away, and my ability range was not that big.

The plane flew past me and disappeared from my sight.

I knew what I was going to face next, and I was falling quickly to the ground, and maybe only on the ground could I have any hope of life.

But the roar sounded again, and in the night sky you flew to the square dance and flew another one*, I didn't recognize the model, but I knew I had to dodge him.

* Flying up to me without accident, it was supposed to be laser-guided or something, I turned sideways and rolled in the air.

I tried to escape, but there didn't seem to be any way around it.

I made a bad decision, and that bad decision could have cost me my death in this hellish place.

I can't die.

But that* was still in front of me, flying towards me.

It's not logical, it shouldn't be like this, why did they use fighter jets directly? I had these thoughts in my head, but these thoughts were quickly abandoned by me, I had to live, I had to find a way to live.

A barrier of air appeared in front of me, layer after layer, but the * was getting closer and closer, right in front of me, 20 meters, 15 meters, 10 meters.

The firelight, accompanied by a loud explosion, enveloped my vision and shattered my perception.

I blocked some of the power, but I was still badly injured, and it would take a long time to recover.

I'm falling to the ground.

The strong air currents pounded against my flesh and blood, and my body showed signs of fragmentation, and I continued to be this kind of person, but the weak consciousness made it ineffective.

I'm still falling, what should I do?

I don't have the spirit to support that kind of strength right now, and that annoys me a lot.

I've got 100 meters, 50 meters, 10 meters in here.

One of the largest cedar trees, right in front of me, with the tip facing my body.

The faint ability swayed me a little, but I crashed into the tree, and all the pain swept through my body in an instant, leaving my consciousness blurry.

I passed out.

Death is so close to me, it's like falling into an endless abyss, constantly falling towards the darkness.

I had a dream.

In the dream, I looked back on my previous life, I saw a lot of things, everything from childhood to adulthood, replayed in my mind.

Maybe it's death.

The dream continued, and I saw the woman in red, and if she knew what I was doing, she would have laughed at me, and I didn't want that to happen.

I don't know how long time passed, the feeling of weakness and hunger, and the sharp pain, pulled me back from the abyss.

I was still in the tree, the sky was full of stars, I opened my eyes and put my hands on the branches.

There was not the slightest light around, and I could feel my body now, which should be supported by the branches.

I looked at the branches running through my abdomen, and the cold sweat of the painful life broke out, and I fell into the feeling of repair, like an ant biting.

I gasped for breath and struggled to get up, my hands resting on the branch, my hands straining to try to break the branch.

But it didn't have the slightest effect, my hands didn't have any strength, and the feeling of weakness made me almost hopeless.

The body is still repairing, the hands on the watch have been moved to three o'clock, in two or three hours, it will be dawn, I don't know what is going on around, there will be no village not far away, or even a barracks or something, or this is a park in the middle of the city.

I didn't look at anything on the ground when I fell, and I was so focused on my abilities that I didn't have the energy to look at them.

But now I can only see the darkness, although the moonlight is still there, but it is still dark around me, and I don't know when danger will befall me.

My current strength can't even put me up against a slightly larger dog, let alone a herd of people and a tiger and leopard.

As the minutes and seconds passed, I could feel my body repairing, but the feeling of weakness in my mind was getting stronger and stronger.

My head hurt, and in my thought it was a sequelae of the ability drain, but I had to push myself on.

Pushing myself out of the branch, I tried to hold on to the branch again and keep myself in the tree, but I failed.

I had very little strength in my hands, my fingers were just hooked into the tree, and I didn't even stop for half a second, and I fell again, and the pain was so intense that I was once again confused.

The hand swirled around, and it was a fallen leaf, a very thick fallen leaf. But I could feel a hard thing behind me, and it was supposed to be stone.

I struggled to prop up my head and looked around, there was nothing, no lights, no sound, but I didn't dare to be careless, and I held on to my spirit.

I had to stay awake, I wasn't in the trees anymore, the jungle floor was much more dangerous than the trees.

I don't know, this ability will slowly recover, even if the body is not replenished, its source is like a rule, there is no reason.

My mental drain was getting bigger and bigger, and I knew I had to rest, and I couldn't hold it anymore.

But I can't rest, I don't know what will happen here, predators can appear at any moment, and I'm a fish on a chopping board, without the slightest power to resist.

Several times he held up his eyes that were about to close, but his body was still weak, and his hands still had no strength.

But then, I heard footsteps, not far behind me, and they were coming towards me.