Silence –

On the boiling battlefield, with the Glory One as the center, dozens of people formed a circle, a circle with an atmosphere as dignified as lead and mercury.

When no one speaks, it's not a question of whether they can or dare to do it, but ...... No one knows what to say at this point.

The topic raised by Judas was so sensitive that no one in the audience was willing to take it.

It wasn't until the atmosphere of the circle had reached an almost oppressive point that Webster came out of the crowd, his gaze slightly intertwined with the blue eyes of His Majesty the Demon King, who had a great reputation among the newborn sword wielders, and then nodded inadvertently, cleared his throat and asked, "Judas, is it necessary to wait for the remaining thirteen squads?"

It's been a long time since the agreed time, but ...... In the end, only seven teams arrived at the agreed place, and even if the rest used the liaison to communicate, all they could hear was a murmur.

It is unknown whether they are individuals, or if the team has already suffered misfortune, or if they are in the midst of a fierce battle, and they simply do not have the margin to answer the call.

That's why Webster asked this question.

- It can be regarded as a step down the ladder for Judas, who once spoke harshly.

"No, not necessarily. Amy Ulysses didn't think as much as Webster, he was simply worried about the lack of numbers, "We've been waiting for so long, everything that should have come has already come, and what hasn't arrived probably won't arrive, there's no need to waste precious time waiting—besides, I don't think the enemy will leave us precious time to rest." ”

"Are you going to start fighting the black goat?" Hansen patted his chest, his enthusiasm and will to fight were unusually high, "I've wanted to compete with those cannibal monsters for a long time!"

This is not a lie, but what he really thinks.

Giantization –

The Stigmata gave the blond man the ability that the Glory One had experienced more than once in the trial space, and if it weren't for the time constraints, even if he opened the cradle of tranquility and made time stand still, there was no way to defeat the giant who was almost ten meters tall.

Fortunately, the more powerful and abnormal the ability, the more terrifying the attrition it brings.

Not only is Hansen's giantization so true, but his quiet cradle is no less vulgar.

Thinking of the headache of the consumption of power, the young Glory One couldn't help but sigh softly, but this was obviously not the time to think about these things.

"Don't fight," he admonished, pointing out the key to the next action, "there is a good chance that the enemy is coming at the Singers behind us—if in the depths of the night we lose the protection of the Singers, the supreme light that falls from the canopy, then the best outcome for all of us is to be lost in this near-eternal darkness, from the body to the will, swallowed up by the darkness, and become a walking corpse." ”

"So. ”

Amy Ulysses did not shout any exciting words, let alone make an impassioned speech, he simply revealed the stakes, and simply introduced the situation to the sword-wielding people present: "In this battle, we cannot escape, we cannot retreat, and we cannot lose. ”

"Yes, we must win. Kozmo chimed in.

"Victory—"

"Victory!"

"Winning !!"

Tell the determination with words, enhance the momentum with words, under the mutual infection, the original stagnant atmosphere is alive in an instant, and the eloquent appearance makes people believe that even if the black goat appears in front of them, they still have enough confidence to handle it at will.

The Glory One did not choose to pour cold water on it at this time.

Because, the human heart is available.

As the first to arrive at the agreed place, Amy had a full view of the embarrassment of all the teams when they came, and because of this, he knew very well how heavy the battle with the black goat had cast a heavy shadow on their hearts - not absolutely, but at least two-thirds of them, if it were not for his backbone, they would not have had the courage to swing their swords at the man-eating monster again.

So—

Take advantage of the moment!

However, before Amy Ulysses blew the horn of attack, there was a sudden burning sensation from the "ruby" condensed by the stigma on the back of his left hand, and the vision of the young glorified man suddenly rose, and consciousness, soul, or anything else broke free from the shackles of the body, and rose upwards, upwards—beyond the heavens, above the world, and above time.

It was an amazing experience.

The vastness of the world is as small as dust in front of us, and the vastness of time divides into thousands of tributaries before our eyes.

From the perspective of a third party –

The boy got a glimpse of the future.

Is that......

Dark.

Coming like a tidal wave, engulfing all the darkness like a tidal wave.

and death.

Like collapsed dominoes, the soldiers of the Holy Cult Army fell like ears of wheat under a cold wave, one after another, stubble, on the rotten earth, under the darkness that spread like moss, little by little, they lost their voice, and became the nourishment of the wriggling darkness.

Then forward, forward, forward.

Like a plague, it spreads in all directions.

But there is always only one goal -

The Chistols.

All the obstacles that stand before it are obstacles that must be eliminated.

And in the midst of this......

Naturally, this includes the idiots who are trying to use the mantis arm as a car.

As for whether they will die because of this?

The Glory is not optimistic.

He roughly knew the essence of this vision.

— is a precursor to death.

As early as the time of Hemtika, he had further excavated the precursors of death in many near-death experiences, not only to get a glimpse of his own dead end, but also to a certain extent to foresee the future closely related to many deaths.

And now, although the mechanism is unknown, through the stigma implanted by the Order, this ability he has awakened has finally revealed a corner of the mystery.

It's about time.

This is both expected and reasonable.

It's just that there is no time to think more deeply now—as the darkness engulfs them, the newborn sword-wielders, Amy Ulysses falls from his supernatural perspective, and the feeling of weightlessness comes from under his feet, and he reaches out slightly vaguely to touch the slippery tip of his nose, and his eyes are scarlet.

"Let's go. ”

Rather hastily, the Glory One gave the order.

"Where to go?"

Kozmo quickly held him up, and though he didn't know what caused Judas to suddenly become so weak, he wisely didn't ask much at this juncture.

"The Song Corps. ”

Amy Ulysses replied that his physical exertion was not great, but more mental, and that after this period of buffering, his state had stabilized, and although it could not be said to be "intact" by any means, it was at least not bad.

"It didn't leave us much time. ”

"It?"

After a brief pause, the Glory One quickened his pace.

"Catalogue of Contraindications, No. XIII—"

"Black goats. ”