One step, two steps, three steps.

It took three steps back in a row before the boy steadied his steps, and his sword-wielding arm was still numb.

- What a joke!

He stared at the demon in front of him: it was not tall, but it looked a little thin, its purple-brown skin was faintly covered with a layer of scales, often exposed to the outer tongue with a very obvious bifurcation at the end, and the whole four pairs of eyes were neatly arranged on the open bloody mouth, which looked quite penetrating.

But that's about it, and the young Glory is no stranger to it.

- Darkwalker.

In the texts of the pre-ancient kings, it is called as such, and it is an ordinary demon that several well-trained warriors can defeat head-on.

However...... It was he who was repulsed.

It's a little hard to understand, but now is not the time to be distracted, and since the difference between the strength of the enemy and the enemy is clear, there is no need to continue to fight hard.

The boy stood with his sword in hand, waiting for a new attack from the demons.

In the memory, the Darkwalker seems to be at the bottom of the demon food chain, only slightly higher than the ghoul, and has almost negligible frontal combat capabilities except for a sneak attack.

Even if you become a high-level demon, unless you are lucky enough to awaken a few special talents, you are still at the bottom.

So, there's no reason to be afraid.

— but there are good reasons to be surprised.

Because, the dark walker in front of him has disappeared from his vision.

Behind you!

His sharp fighting instinct caused his body to react first, his muscles suddenly tensed, his waist slammed into force, and the short sword dark blood swung a big sweep from front to back.

Jet-black blood splattered, and the demon retreated in pain.

Amy Ulysses didn't let the fighter go by, she twisted along her body, stood firm with one step, and then stepped forward like a tense bow!

"Boom!"

There was a dull sound from the earth, and it was clear that it was the weaker side, but the glorious ones were like tigers entrenched in the mountains, filled with a sense of awe-inspiring and inviolable oppression.

- Swing the sword.

A simple, without any fancy or skill, gave the demon the most fatal blow.

Blood grumbled from the underlander's eyebrows.

Then, a thin line of blood directly split it in two, and a total of eight eyes lost their luster together.

It's dead.

Amy stabbed it in the head, so he was sure that it was dead and couldn't die again.

But this is not to be taken lightly, the Darkwalker is not a powerful guy, and naturally there is no hunting ground for the existence of a top-level predator - or on the contrary, because it is not a fierce breed among demons, the possibility of group action is not small, and it must be transferred as soon as possible.

That's what the young Glory One thinks, and that's what he does.

He needed time, a relatively safe place, to sort out the information he had just gained and correct some of his previous misassumptions.

So, he went back to the hut where he had first woken up, his back against the wall, and his mind began to come alive.

- It's not gravity that's in question.

Based on the battle just now, he realized this, this may not be the high-gravity zone he suspected, and the reason why the trunk has become heavier is not because something has been added to it, nor because the gravity coefficient has changed, but ...... His power has become smaller.

It wouldn't be a big deal if it was just a small amount of power, but the horror was in this place, and it wasn't just his strength that was weakened, but also his dynamic vision, and even other things.

It is very likely that his overall quality has been weakened to the level of ordinary people.

Amy clenched her fists, and of course she didn't feel the change in strength.

Also...... There is no fixed value for a person's physical fitness, and its specific strength and weakness often need a reference object to determine - like this two-handed sword on his back, under normal circumstances, not only is it not heavy for him, but it is wielded lightly without a little feel.

But now, the heavy one is just right.

The young Gloryer slashed the two-handed sword in his hand, and the dagger Dark Blood returned to its sheath.

Then take a short break.

The body is the capital of battle, and the strong physique of the glorious people far beyond ordinary people has given them the capital of willfulness, but the young man who is plagued by weakness does not have the capital to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai at this moment - every bit of strength is very precious and must be carefully calculated.

Equally precious is time.

The amount of drinking water and food he carried in his suitcase was extremely limited, and he could save a little for five to seven days in normal times, but in the city shrouded in the depths of the night, under the consumption of one battle after another, he could sustain two to three days, and if the situation did not progress accordingly after three days, it was completely conceivable what a terrible situation would await him.

As for whether there were safe drinking points and food storage places in the lost city, he took a wait-and-see attitude, neither blindly denying nor hoping for them.

As a result, there isn't much time left for Amy.

After a slight sigh of relief, he re-entered the battle state, carefully pushing open the solid wooden door to the outside world, and stepping into the creeping darkness that seemed to be substantial.

Next...... Where to go?

After a short hesitation, in the absence of intelligence, this is a problem that there is no way to choose, and the young man did not use reason to judge the gains and losses, but just followed the guidance of intuition and walked back to the old road he had walked before.

The Lost City was silent in the darkness, and for a moment only the sound of footsteps echoed in my ears.

His steps were light and slow, but even so, it was still an unobscuring source of sound in the dead city, which had lost its vitality and vitality.

The demon is in action -

Behind the darkness beyond the sight, something inhuman is in action.

Is it a Darkwalker...... Or something else?

The young Gloryman raised his eyebrows, and rather cautiously stopped his steps, even if he couldn't see the enemy behind him through the thick darkness, he still subconsciously patrolled for a week.

Draw your sword.

The broad-bladed, thick-ridged two-handed sword was unsheathed from behind him, and he was ready to engage the enemy.

However, at the last moment, an accident happened.

"Boom!"

The sound of a collision resounding through the streets could be heard from a distance, followed by the sound of houses collapsing.

And so, the crisis was gone.

Hidden behind the darkness, the monster chose to retreat.

It's just that the young man didn't relax his tense nerves because of this, he knew very well that the so-called demons, even within the clan, were not a harmonious group, and there were not a few people who killed each other, not to mention different species - it was not uncommon for the strong to enjoy the flesh and blood of the weak, and the predator and the predator were clearly distinguished.

There's a big guy coming.

It was easy, and Amy figured it out.

But he wasn't going to back down.

Although fighting should be avoided when food and water are limited, since there is fighting, there must be two or more sides of the fighting, that is...... If he followed the sound to the battlefield, he was fairly sure that he would be able to meet the other reserve sword-wielders.

In this treacherous situation, one more person is one more strength.

Like a torch, like a lighthouse—

He must be the only one who is attracted, if there are really other people nearby.

The Glory One let go of his steps, and although he didn't gallop due to his physical strength, he was not slow to walk in great strides, but in just two to three minutes, he was near the battlefield.

The first thing that catches your eye is a giant about three meters tall.

- Frost Giant.

Again, this is a highly discerning demon species.

He is known for his strength, and his physique is also very amazing, and his body is wrapped in a layer of heavy oil, which can greatly eliminate the non-penetrating injuries he has suffered - in terms of frontal attack ability, he is also enough to rank among the countless demon races, and for Amy, whose physical fitness has been greatly weakened in all aspects, he is a very bad enemy.

But fortunately, its flaws are as significant as its advantages.

On the one hand, its senses, its movements, are very sluggish, and on the other hand, it is ...... It's stupid, even among the demons who have never been wise and ignorant.

He was not afraid of such a defective product with major defects.

Rather, he faintly jumped in his heart.

For he didn't see the enemy fighting the Frost Giant—the tall silver-white demon in front of him was just venting its anger and wantonly destroying everything it could.

And this is to show that its original enemy is likely to be human.

The young Glory One thought about it, and then he was ready to face it.

- has been discovered!

He didn't hide his form, and when the light of the fire crystal lit up the surroundings, the huge demon who was slow to perceive it sensed the approach of the power of order, and after angrily kicking down a low wall in front of it, it suddenly turned around, and crossed a distance of nearly three meters in one step, and the rancid feet set off a fishy wind.

If his strength had not waned, Amy might have slashed down with a sword, but since he could not be crushed by brute force, he could only choose to fight the enemy with skill.

With the help of the wind, he fell backwards to the ground, and then raised the blade of his sword and clenched it.

The sword wielder of the reservists was not sharp, and the thick soles of the Frost Giant's feet were far beyond his expectations, and although the extremely unexpected sword caused it to fall to the ground in pain, it actually caused very little damage, at least he did not see blood spilled.

However, for teenagers, this is enough.

Demons are not humans, they do not have the intelligence and intellect of humans, they only have the most basic survival instincts, and the chaotic nature of being infected by chaos - the sudden pain that erupts in battle, humans with a certain amount of training may be able to endure the discomfort and continue to fight, but for most demons, they are not forward-looking, and cannot predict what it means to cover their wounds and roll on the ground in battle.

So, it's dead.

Amy slashed it with more than ten swords in a row, and it was only when the qi pulse was not smooth that it ended its life.

Then he looked around.

"Come out. ”

The Glory One said in a low and steady tone, waiting for the arrival of the second person.