Death is near.

After thirty-five seconds, his movements would begin to slow down due to fatigue, and then seventeen seconds, when he was on the verge of being at the limit of both his mind and body, would have an arm bitten off by the monster behind him, and then in less than fifteen seconds, or more precisely thirteen and seventy-five seconds, he would be completely incapacitated and reduced to food for the monsters.

This is the future.

At least the future that has happened.

- Death harbinger.

This mysterious ability seems to meet certain conditions, and this crisis is used as an opportunity to produce a strange change, he has escaped the dilemma of the past that he must "die" to foresee the future, and even in the midst of battle, he can clearly feel the end of death at the crossroads of fate.

Pity...... It's only death.

His own death, and the death of his enemies...... And maybe ......

He didn't let himself continue to think in that direction, it was taboo to wander in battle, especially now that he was on the verge of limiting his body and spirit, he simply couldn't afford to lose his mind once - it was probably death, and he couldn't rule out the possibility of a real, eternal nightmare that he couldn't wake up from.

The aura of death has become a real harbinger, and whether he can be taken back from the scythe of death is a big question mark, although it is reasonable to say that the deeper application of the ability will not make the inherent characteristics of the ability disappear, but ...... Reason, after all, reason, the ability of the glorious person is strange, and it is difficult to have a universal commonality, what if he is the case? Once a person dies, he is really dead, and the ability of the dead to resurrect may exist, but at least he has not heard of it, and he never thinks that he can die lightly.

So, don't dare to bet, can't bet.

He's—there's no gambling money left to splurge.

Realizing this, the Glory One began to consciously avoid his own death, his mind speeding up under the oppression of the human survival instinct, and the future seen by the death harbinger was constantly replaying in his mind like a projection, and he fought hard to deal with the endless onslaught of the monsters, while analyzing the cause of his death in a minute: there is no doubt that the root is accumulating with tiredness, but the direct cause is ...... But it has nothing to do with it.

A layer of gloom was buried in the boy's face.

The monsters have evolved again, this time the evolution is not only reflected in the wisdom of the group, but also in the social division of labor - thirty-five seconds after foreseeing their own death, a full-time assassin appeared, this special individual who appeared for the first time has a special skill of blocking the breath, and its body is also thinner than its kind, but in terms of speed and agility, it is much faster and more flexible...... It's also much more terrifying.

He suffered such a loss.

And then - as more and more assassins waited for the opportunistic action, and finally went to defeat.

This ending is naturally avoidable for him now, but the problem is ...... Even if he foresaw and avoided the future that would die in a minute, what would be his way out? Even if he managed to survive, with the little physical strength he had left, was there really any hope for facing the monster race that was constantly learning and evolving in battle? The answer was natural but cold and ruthless, so it was not enough to survive under the siege of monsters, he had to find an opportunity to break through the current situation.

But...... What is the opportunity?

Non-existent –

Yes, he couldn't find a chance, the boy who was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside the monsters, tried his best to only maintain his undefeated among the monsters that could not see the edge at a glance like a vast ocean, and even the most basic life safety could not be guaranteed, let alone get out of it.

It's a dead end.

From the moment his head was hot, he plunged headlong into the army of monsters, and died...... It's done.

But he wasn't going to give up.

Because it had already been proven to him that evasion would not solve the problem - at the cost of death, he determined the course of the future, and if he only used the blood of glory to delay time, the monsters with some subtle connection to the high demons that could not be seen at his feet would divert their target, unfurling the flying membrane hidden under the thick and long arms, flapping their wings to attack the sword-wielding - and at that point, all means of salvation would be too late, even if he took the initiative to kill the monsters, he would not be able to save the situation.

So...... While everything has not yet shown its signs, it is better to take precautions.

The boy wants to be a hero.

- even if blood is spilled all over the bosom!

So, in that moment, the body acts before the mind.

The young Glory One rushed into the monster's army, and his vision was infected by dark red at the first time, there were enemies everywhere, and there were attacks everywhere, he was like a butterfly that fell into a spider's web, and struggling and resisting did nothing at all, only to sink himself deeper and deeper into the snare.

But if you don't resist, you can only die.

Death –

It is the deepest fear engraved in the heart of Amy Ulysses, he does not want to die, he does not want to die no matter what, and then in the race between life and death, he further excavates the potential of the precursor of death, so as to see the future of "death" that is not too far away from him, and it is also the future that he must change.

You can't die, and you can't relax.

However, even if death is foreseen, it is difficult for the Glory One to tighten the string in his heart, and the continuous high-intensity battle puts his spirit in a very dangerous situation, under the intensive attack of the monsters, he is like a juggler walking on a tightrope, as long as he relaxes a little, it is very likely that he will not be able to maintain this fragile balance, fall from the sky, fall to pieces, and fall to pieces.

Death was less than thirty seconds away from him at the moment, and it was still looming.

Sweat wet his eyes, blood stained his vision red, and the boy fought with his exhaustion as he counted the numbers—for the first time, he found that going from one to ten would be so difficult and painful—the feeling of death always approaching behind him was not pleasant, but it was also because of this that he was able to pull himself together and tap his potential to the limit.

Get stronger, get stronger, get stronger.

As if the rusty machine was naturally running in after restarting, Amy felt stronger every second than the last, and even he suspected that if it wasn't for the fact that he had lost too much energy and physical strength in the previous fight, he would have been able to rush out of the monster with his current fighting skills, but unfortunately, it was a pity that he ...... There are no ifs in the world, and since you have been deeply immersed in it, there is no need to think about so many "ifs".

forcibly extinguished the distractions in his heart, and the glorious one exhaled a heavy breath.

Fourteen seconds to go!

With a silent remark in his heart, the young man who knew that his death was approaching turned back suddenly, without the slightest hand, and the short sword dark blood pulled out a perfect semicircle, and then accompanied by the blood light flying in the sky, the new monster that was quietly lurking behind him was split in half by a crisp sword.

The second hand of time pauses briefly at thirteen:75.

Then twelve, eleven, ten...... All the way to—

Zero!

Survived the death period seen in the precursor of death, the corners of the glorious man's eyes twitched slightly, and a kind of happiness for the rest of his life arose, but he was soon suppressed - now is not the time to take it lightly, the fight continues, the monsters are still getting stronger through their cluster learning ability, and the assassin-type monsters that can hide their own breath will continue to be born from that huge base, and the battles he faces will only get more and more difficult, and the situation he faces will only get worse and worse, the next "death" Not destined to be too far from him.

But...... Amy never thought it would ...... A stone's throw away.

Twelve seconds.

This is a joke - such an idea of not wanting to admit reality, the boy has never had a single thought, in the gap between time and space, the glorious person who witnessed everything that happened to him in the next twelve seconds, the hand holding the sword couldn't help but loosen, and the sudden loss of concentration made the monster that was attacking more and more closely pull a shocking bloody hole in his back, making the situation worse and worse.

But no matter how bad it is, it will not be worse than the future.

Amy Ulysses, who foresaw the coming of death, smiled bitterly, he didn't feel hopeless, but he clearly knew that with his current physical strength, he couldn't cope with the coming crisis at all.

In the end, he can only gamble with his life, and he will not have the ability to return him from the predicament of death—if he can, perhaps the essence of this ability...... Maybe it has nothing to do with parallel time and space.

Distracted again.

There was no time to shake his head, and the Glory One simply and neatly snuffed out the distractions that had just been born.

And then......

Five seconds have passed.

The clouds of death came as scheduled.

One, two, three, four, five, six—and more, tall red-eyed monsters swarmed from all directions, not attacking or biting, but simply opening their arms and giving the warmest hugs as if they were facing lovers who had been reunited for a long time.

Swinging a sword?

It makes no sense.

The young man narrowed his eyes, there was not even a moment of hesitation in the dark light in his eyes, and in the dark clouds that overturned the black pressure, he swung his sword—and only swung his sword, even if it was meaningless, even if the monsters that were burdened on him were still increasing, but at this time, what could he do but swing his sword?

Close your eyes and wait for death?

Are you kidding!

He must admit that he did fear death, and in many places did not behave like a Descendant of Glory who was born with glory, but he was not so degenerate that he did not even have the courage to wield his sword in the face of death!

Mere death –

Amy Ulysses' eyes widened suddenly, and she burst out with a surge of energy for no apparent reason.

- It's not that I haven't experienced it!

For a moment, he split through the layers of corpses that had accumulated on his body, but after that...... The signs of hope that had finally emerged were hidden under the monsters.

There is only one step left before death......

The Glorious One, who was already unable to act, laughed at himself, and he would probably be devoured with flesh next.

It's a novel way to die.

Amy Ulysses thought, then clenched the sword in her hand.

Perhaps, it's time to lift the shackles that shackle you.

When darkness came, he gently spat out the key that unlocked the seal.

Subsequently—

Heaven and earth collapsed.

It was a little late that there was a loud thunderous sound in my ears.