――――"Future Vision". Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The ability to see future movements in an undetermined time frame and see through the opponent's offensive in advance, regardless of the opponent's attack.

That's what Pan-Dora is capable of.

This is called predicting the future.

So, what is the most distant future for humanity?

-- "Death".

The ultimate future that cannot be escaped no matter what.

In terms of ability, Pan-Dora does count as a foul level.

However, the price of using this pure star-like weapon is to experience one's own death in a dream.

Died.

Old death.

Starve.

Freeze to death.

Burned.

Killed.

These deaths will be completely reproduced in the dream through Pan-Dora's ability and given to the user.

Therefore, the person who uses Pan-Dora will have to experience their own death in a dream every day.

Such an outcome has no second meaning other than unimaginable horror and suffering.

At this moment, Fang Li was trapped in such a senseless death.

I don't know if Pan Dora really likes Fang Li's relationship very much, the moment it fell into Fang Li's palm, this extremely bad pure star Huang style weapon forcibly dragged Fang Li into a dream, and kept showing Fang Li all kinds of death.

In addition to being killed by Silvie at the beginning, Fang Li experienced various ways of death after being killed by Fan Xinglu, killed by Zhao Hufeng, killed by Cerseili, killed by the Li brothers and sisters, and even besieged to death by the students of the Boundary Dragon.

Then, Pan-Dora began to give the rest of Fangli's death in disguise.

He was killed by his opponent during the Hosku Festival.

In the middle of the sea, he fell into the water and drowned.

He was caught in the explosion and burned alive.

Wandering the streets and starving to death in the city of learning war.

Even, in the process of practicing, sudden accidents and sudden death without any reason.

One death after another befell Fang Li's body, torturing people's body and mind.

However, in the face of all this, Fang Li was like a bystander, with unimaginable calm, silently experienced.

And as the experience progressed, Fang Li's feelings were generated.

"It's so small..."

Yes.

It's so small.

Died?

"It's just death..."

Old death?

"It's just death..."

Starve?

"It's just death..."

Freeze to death?

"It's just death..."

Killed?

"After all, it's just my death..."

Is this what "death" looks like?

"That's not the case, is it?"

At least, in the world full of cracked threads that Fang Li has watched countless times, human death is only the smallest part.

"My words, that's a much richer, more expansive 'death'..."

The death of man.

The death of things.

Sick and dead.

The death of superpowers.

The death of all things, Fang Li has seen and even understood.

Compared to these, what is a person's death?

Therefore, Fang Li is qualified to say so.

"It's so small..."

In the boundless darkness, in his own dream, Fang Li slowly raised his head.

An ice-blue magic eye appeared in his eyes.

The sharp dagger was held in his hand.

"The real 'death' should be like this..."

The crack-like dead line appeared in front of Fang Li like a crack.

That is the "death" of dreams.

"That's called death..."

The moment the words fell, the dagger in Fang Li's hand slowly cut along the crack-like dead line.

"Bang!"

With the sound of glass shattering, the pitch-black dream shattered resolutely.

It, was killed.

……

“――――！”

Outside the dream, in front of the school gate, a silent scream resounded like an ultrasound wave, which was extremely abrupt.

The pair of twin blades that were tightly held in Fang Li's hands were still blooming with dazzling red light a second ago, and the universal essence crystals like a pair of demonic eyeballs seemed to have suffered some stimulation, and they couldn't stop flickering.

"Oh?"

"What's wrong?"

Seeing this scene with their own eyes, Fan Xinglu and Claudia were both surprised.

At this moment, although no substantive sound was heard, both Fan Xinglu and Claudia heard a cry of sorrow.

It was the cry of Pan-Dora.

The scream was full of horror.

The scream was full of fear.

As if she had seen something terrifying, Pandora let out a silent scream, and then violently shook.

That performance, even Fan Xinglu and Claudia can see it.

Pan-Dora wanted to open Fang Li's hand.

It's like trying to break free from a terrible monster, and it's full of terror.

As the one who actually held the pair of pure star weapons, Claudia immediately understood Pan Dora's performance.

"It's scared?"

Claudia couldn't help but be shocked.

Scared?

Pan Dora is actually scared?

That Pandora, who enjoys the death of the holder and has been giving the holder all kinds of death experiences, is actually afraid?

"How could it be..."

In Claudia's low moan, in front of him, Fang Li, who held the strange double blade in his hand, his eyelids trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Buzz buzz!"

The demonic twin blades suddenly trembled even more.

Feeling the shock force from above his hands, Fang Li lowered his head, looked at Pan Dora, and said this with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"But that's it."

After speaking, Fang Li threw the double blades in his hand directly back to Claudia.

Claudia was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously took Pan-Dora into her hands.

"Zheng---!"

The demonic twin blades immediately burst into a burst of red light as if they had been liberated, and then they were dismaterialized and returned to the state of the activated body, falling into Claudia's palm.

The light that illuminated the surroundings dimmed until it disappeared completely.

As if nothing had happened, everything was calm again.

"Looks like it's over." With an elusive smile, Fan Xinglu said to Fang Li, "How do you feel?" ”

"Not good." Fang Li shrugged his shoulders and replied truthfully: "I come and go and die alone, I feel a little bored." ”

"Really?" Fan Xinglu suddenly smiled happily: "In the face of the 'death' you understand, the 'death' given by Pan Dora is indeed too small, and this time it is really a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple." ”

It seems that Fan Xinglu seems to enjoy this development.

Only Claudia, holding Pan-Dora's body, turned her gaze to Fang Li's body, her eyes were extremely complicated.

"Is it a small 'death'?"

This is really the greatest irony of Claudia.

After all, Claudia has been suffering from this "death".

It took several whole years.