Ogst pushed the two of them away and got in the way, ready to take the Golem's heavy blow.

This is tantamount to suicide, no matter how tight his armor is, no matter how strong his sword is, it is impossible to do it. Augst crossed the sword, not the blade but the blade of the sword to defend against the enemy, holding the hilt with one hand and the tip with the other. I don't know if I can stop the monster with this all-out defensive posture.

Ogst shook his head slightly, not sure if he could block the blow, "If I die here, tell my wife that I love her." ”

"I don't like it...... Reject others. Krinus was nervously speechless, "But I don't think you're going to die here alone." ”

The sprinting Golem was obviously not going to say anything, and without the slightest pause, it attacked again. Its arms slammed into the gate again, and in an instant the stone door crumbled to pieces. After smashing the gate, Golem did not slow down, and rushed straight towards Augst again. Others instinctively dodged to the side, and Krinus was no exception. For a moment, he saw that Ogst's face was covered in cold sweat.

The crisp sound of rocks and metal, and the Ogest and Golem fought in close quarters. The remaining force behind shattering a large gate almost knocked Augst into the air. The Golem clung to Ogst's holy sword, and it seemed that it was about to crush him against the wall and crush him to dust.

The wall caved deep into it with incredible brute force, leaving a spiderweb-like crack around it. In other words, it is an ordinary person, and it is now a corpse. Ogst's face was covered in blood, his left hand holding the sword was hanging to the side, the broken bones of his arm pierced the flesh, and blood flowed down his fingers. The two of them stopped moving, like statues. Serena took the dagger in her hand and flipped onto the Golem's body with great agility, digging the dagger deep into the cracks in its rock skin.

That didn't seem to stop it, and Golem straightened up and slowly turned, ready to step on the drumbeat of its death for its next attack.

Krinus had no choice but to watch as he took small steps and aimed his fist at himself.

It's too late to think at this point, there's no need to think about it at this point.

The blank brain emptied everything, but it was as if looking back on Krinus's life, whispering everything he doubted. It seemed like his friend was yelling at him, but it sounded so far away. Krinus turned to look at his friend, and he realized that his perspective was wandering in the air, and it turned out that Golem had punched him.

Fear, but not fear of death. He feared that pain would follow. But consciousness died out much faster than expected, and before the pain hit, his eyes were black and he couldn't breathe. He found this feeling familiar, maybe it was the feeling he felt when he was born, maybe it was the sweetness when life was still good, or maybe it was ......

Thoughts stopped.

A calm darkness enveloped itself.

Time is meaningless, and no one pays attention to it anymore.

The world has no meaning anymore because it can't be seen anymore.

I want to cry, but I don't have eyes.

I wanted to shout, but I couldn't make any sound.

That's what it is......

"You got what you wanted. ”

Coming back to his senses, Krinus found himself in his own home. He who speaks is himself.

Talking, Krinos sat at the table and spooned a piece of sugar into his coffee, as if it were a calm tea time.

Krinus often talks to himself, but this time he suspects that he has indeed gone mad.

"What did I get?"

"Try to remember, how did you get here?"

“...... I'm, am I dead?"

"Yes, we're dead. He took a sip of his coffee, "like the one he had been pursuing, dead, gone, and forever asleep." ”

"I have never sought death. ”

"Lying. He said calmly, "Ever since we left our comfort zone, you've been looking for death, and you've never tired of it. Remember? You warned Augst not to joke with life. We are only jealous of Him, jealous that He still has so-called righteousness to believe, and we are only obsessed with death. Because I know that life is illusory in the world. Grief has been with us for most of our lives, and grief has made us see all of this clearly. Because happy people don't think about why I'm happy. And the sad people keep searching, why am I sad, but all they find is nothingness. It's like a letter left by a parent. ”

"There must be some information on it. Krinus righteously said, "There must be ......"

"It's like being stubborn since I was a child, always trying to find meaning in things. "But we can't even find the meaning of life, so why bother with anything else? The pleasure of abundance is only the narcotic sorrow, and fame is nothing but the process of reaching pleasure. When you make a good friend, you feel sad and think that there is no point in thinking that things that will be washed away by time. Maybe an unforgettable love has meaning, but isn't it a paradox of huddling together to give meaning to each other. Many people live to think they have meaning, but they just confuse meaning with need. We are so sad that we turn to the past for answers. Perhaps, I can cheat fate and return to the carefree days. Or, die on the way to try. The path you have chosen has led you here. ”