I don't know why, since stepping into this mist, the heart of the Glorious Man has been beating hard, and the whole person's spirit has not been tensed abnormally, as if there is some kind of fierce beast hidden in the dense mist that cannot be dissolved, as long as he relaxes a little, he will show his fangs in the dark.

Although the fog in front of me knew at a glance that the comer was not good, but this spontaneous vigilance was a little too much, right......? It's like having been killed by this fog in the past.

That, of course, is impossible.

Amy couldn't help but smile, after dealing with the ignorant and unconscious high demon, they had actually been recuperating from their injuries - don't look at the Glory One, who was covered in blood, he was the one with relatively minor injuries, all of them were skin injuries that were not in the way, but the sword wielder was different, because of the excessive stimulation of the stigma, she suffered a rather serious backlash, although there were no signs of injury on the outside, but in fact, she really swam on the edge of life and death, and even now she couldn't use any strength.

So, it stands to reason that he shouldn't be so hostile to this fog, even if it does come of unknown origin and is indeed worthy of vigilance.

His brows furrowed deeply, and doubts grew in the young man's heart.

It's just that before he had time to think deeply, the death aura ability was activated again, and under the changes of time, he once again glimpsed a corner of the future.

Without warning, the murderer appeared in the mist, and then ...... Blood stained the earth.

Mia is dead.

The dagger sank straight into the left chest, a fatal blow that left the girl with no way to live.

So, the sword-wielder died—without any waves, under the assassination, and the glow in her emerald green pupils gradually dissipated, and no matter how unwilling she was, she couldn't pick it up and come back to life.

She's dead.

Fortunately...... It's just a matter of what will happen in the future, and everything will turn around.

The Glory's eyes flickered, but before he could speak, the sharp sword light had already pierced through the misty fog, and the dark underground world was soaked in a shocking blood red.

Just as he had foreseen, the sword-bearer fell in a pool of blood.

The breathing gradually weakened, and the girl swallowed her last breath unwillingly.

She's dead.

This time it's not the future, it's the present, and the foreseen nightmare becomes a reality in this moment.

What to do?

The young man pursed his lips slightly, carefully guarding his surroundings - the strength of the enemy was beyond his expectations, and the previous surprise appeared like a dream bubble without leaving any traces, until now he still did not understand when the other party made a move, and when he disappeared into the fog.

If the target was him, he would not have escaped death.

Nope-

Perhaps worse, even now, he was not at all sure that he would be able to take on a new round of assassinations.

And...... Mia is dead.

The Glory's eyelids lowered, and after about three breaths, the dagger sliced through his neck, and the crimson blood gushed out, staining the ground beneath his feet red.

The world is dark and empty.

So, death returns.

When Amy Ulysses opened his eyes, it was still the foggy world, but the warm touch behind him reminded him that his attempt had been successful - through the activation of the special ability of the Death Aura, he successfully reversed the death of the sword-wielding and turned the hands of the clock back a little, thus achieving the miracle of the resurrection of the dead, although no one but him may be able to know, but the satisfaction greatly relieved his pain.

"What's wrong?" The girl behind him was keenly aware of his inappropriateness, "Is this fog weird?"

"Nope. The Glory, who was always on alert, did not wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, he just glanced back at where the sword-wielder was, "Be careful, the enemy lurks in the mist. ”

"Hmm. Mia's reply was as brief as ever, but reassuring.

But the boy's eyes widened at this moment, and the white-haired and red-eyed assassin appeared in the mist, and then the dagger was already plunged into his chest as black as night—although he had vaguely seen the coming of his own death before death, but before he could fully grasp the montage-like chaos, the dagger in the assassin's hand had taken his life.

Future...... Changed?

This time, is he the enemy who chooses to attack?

After a brief moment of surprise, a smile twisted in pain appeared on Amy's lips.

- Got you.

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound.

Death came as scheduled.

"What's wrong?" the sword-wielder's cold voice was a rare tinge of concern, "Are you alright?" ”

"I see," the Glory's face turned slightly pale, and red blood slowly spilled down the corners of his mouth, looking strangely oozing, "the enemy's body." ”

"Oh?" the girl said in a rare expression.

"I have the ability to see through the fog. "The enemy is a murderer, a white-haired and red-eyed murderer—he seems to be able to blend into the mist, so be careful." ”

"Hmm. The sword-wielder replied in a low voice.

And then...... Amy Ulysses wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her sword-wielding right hand—

Time stands still in this moment!

"To the right, sweep!"

The young Gloryman suddenly stopped what he was doing, his body arched like a cheetah to leave room for the girl to swing his sword, and then under a series of sparks that suddenly flickered, he violently exerted force, like a cannonball, and the short sword in his hand slashed out at a very fast speed, and the blue blood splattered out of the mist, followed by a white-haired murderer with an unbelievable face.

"It was a mistake. ”

The gray-haired murderer made a hoarse voice, "It's bait just now." ”

However, the boy just stared at him indifferently, and did not speak, and he had no obligation to answer his doubts about the enemy who was facing each other in life and death—yes, it was indeed the bait just now, the bait that tempted him to attack—and through the death that had just passed, Amy realized that the future was not static, and that the future of death seen through the precursor of death was not an uneasy fate, but merely a possibility, which would change as circumstances changed.

For example, at the beginning, by stating the existence of enemies in the mist, he succeeded in attracting the attention of the killer, causing the killer to shift the hatred sequence according to the threat level and attack him instead. For example, just now, because of the uncertainty of the future, he couldn't determine whether the murderer would assassinate him at that point in the original future, so he took the initiative to sell a flaw to create a chance for the enemy to make a move.

Of course, this is not a simple set, and there is a finer layer of thought in it.

In his conversation with the sword-wielder, he deliberately mentions the Killer's body, saying that he has the ability to see through the fog, which is not only to attract the hatred of the enemy, but also to use words to induce the enemy to believe that he really has the ability to see through the fog, so that his gaze can be taken into account in the process of attacking. And later when creating a flaw, he deliberately used his right hand to wipe the blood at the corner of his mouth is also a part of the guidance - when wiping the blood, his gaze is naturally shifted to the right, revealing the empty door on the left, which is suitable for attack, if the murderer can really hear their conversation, it is likely to attack him from the left.

He and Mia had their backs to each other, his left was the girl's right, and as Amy Ulysses shouted the command, the sword-wielder's silver two-handed greatsword slashed straight through the sky, slashing at the most likely place where the assassin had been deliberately lured to exist.

Then, it's time to close the net.

Sounds complicated, doesn't it? Actually, in short, the teenager is just gambling with his life.

He dared to play this only because he had a gamble to afford defeat, and he knew the nature of the enemy through the precursor of death, and was able to determine the murderer's movements to a certain extent - there was no interlocking conspiracy, and there was no intellectual game, he just used the information asymmetry to make a poor intelligence, and guided the murderer into the trap that had been designed long ago through words and information.

He's not smart.

Never.

The glorious have this self-knowledge.

"This sword is not an ordinary commodity. "Since it has been recognized, since there are people among the invaders who can see through the fog, the murderer does not intend to continue to hide in the dark to hunt, but consumes the fog around his body to heal the wounds on his body, but unexpectedly, the self-healing of the body seems to be hindered by some kind of force, and the effect is very limited, even if all the fog is consumed, it can only stop the bleeding, and the wound does not heal further," is the ancient legacy left by the time of the kings. ”

He said in the affirmative.

Amy just looked at him and didn't reply.

I don't know why, the murderous ghost hidden in the fog has already appeared, and the sense of oppression brought by it has not only not diminished in the slightest, but has become more and more powerful, making him can't help but have the illusion that he can't breathe.

"Mia?" What worried him even more was the state of the sword-wielding, even if the time they had been together for a short time, they were not familiar with each other, but as far as he knew, the girl was not patient with the enemy, especially the one who confronted the heresy, but at this moment, it was clear that the enemy was close at hand, but she had no intention of attacking first, just looked at the silver-haired and red-eyed assassin with a solemn expression, "What's wrong with you?"

"Ulysses. The blonde-haired and blue-eyed girl said his last name, and her tone was solemn like never before, "Hurry up, leave me alone, don't look back." ”

"You?" the Gloryful looked at the killer, a deeper understanding of the enemy's intractability.

"Shall I praise you for the fearlessness of the ignorant, Ulysses, or shall I praise you for your foolish courage?" the murderer sneered in a low, hoarse voice, "even in my realm, you are still ignorant, and perhaps it is a talent of yours for that alone." ”

Field——

Sure enough, it's a high-level demon.

The Glorious One thought that the voice of a maiden sounded in his ears.

"Unlike the previous one, this is a complete body, and we won't have any chance of winning against it-" The sword-wielder held the sword in both hands, and there seemed to be a flame burning in his emerald green eyes, "So, don't hesitate, run away, I'll hold him back." ”

"Run?" Amy was silent.

Abandon your teammates and escape alone......

Sorry, he can't.

Besides—

His gaze froze slightly, and a phantom that should not exist in this world faintly appeared in the dark pupils.

- The accounts that have been killed so many times must be settled after all!

Without any hesitation, he preemptively broke the stalemate.

So, the battle resumed!