Death Is One Step Behind Me.

Like a ghost walking in the dark, every silent and invisible attack takes a life.

When someone tried to shed light with psychic abilities, in the next moment, a blade slid across his throat. Before his death, the gurgling sound from his torn windpipe seemed to still linger in everyone's ears.

Someone wanted to gather everyone by speaking up, but his death was even more tragic. His head that fell made a thud on the ground, and the blood spewing from his chest stained the ceiling and everyone's faces.

The warm blood, like a mother's hand, calmed the hot blood and fighting spirit of the crowd.

What's left is only fear.

It has been three minutes, and backup from downstairs has not arrived, while they are trapped on the second floor, not even knowing the opponent's psychic abilities. So far, half of the brothers have died.

The windows should not have been nailed at that time. The whole building does not let in any light, relying solely on the ventilating system. The soundproof coating on the ceiling and the soundproof carpet laid on the third floor were all because the boss does not like to be disturbed. But now, it will kill them instead.

Everyone is carefully guarding against the danger in the dark, while groping towards the door. Li Changan sits near the door.

After a short rest, Li Changan grabbed a dagger and walked towards another person.

Human eyes have adaptability. From brightness to darkness, there will be a period of discomfort in front of the eyes, generally manifested as not being able to see clearly.

After adapting for dozens of seconds, the naked eye can barely see some situations in the dark - for ordinary people.

Perhaps the only thing Li Changan is proud of is his adaptability. No matter how harsh the environment, he can quickly adapt after the initial struggle.

It is the same now. In his eyes, the darkness in the room is layered. He can see the fuzzy outline of objects. This is enough for him to hunt.

Moreover, the heartbeat is clearly audible. The deliberately created atmosphere of terror increases the adrenaline in these people, making their heartbeats even faster and stronger. So Li Changan can better judge everyone's position.

Those with the fastest heartbeat are left to the end, because they have lost their footing, and may even be driven crazy by the danger in the dark.

When he feels the warmth on his throat, it is too late for the man to resist. A powerful palm forcibly lifts his chin back to tilt it, followed by the chill of the dagger piercing his windpipe.

Even the sound of the blade tip scraping across the laryngeal cartilage is so harsh.

Death will eventually bring sound, perhaps the last proof that humans are alive, as well as the final note of life.

Everyone looks towards the source of the sound at the same time, then strong light bursts out, and a basin-sized fireball emerges from the hand of a person on the side, illuminating the entire room.

Including Li Changan standing behind the four people.

Seeing the people rushing towards him, Li Changan suddenly realizes that they have abandoned their companions. The six-foot ice spear facing him is meant to pierce through two people at the same time.

In the face of the threat of death, human anger when desperately fighting back is the only thing besides avoidance and fear.

A chopper attacks from the side, cutting Li Changan's arm. Li Changan advances instead of retreating. He grabs the opponent's wrist to prevent him from escaping, and then stabs a dagger into the opponent's temple.

The dagger is stuck between the cranial sutures and cannot be pulled out. Li Changan simply lets go and pulls this person in front of him as a shield. The next second, the fireball explodes on the "shield".

After fiercely throwing the “shield” forward, Li Changan sticks to the corner and rushes towards the [[Fire Element Manipulation]] psychic ability user.

Feeling a sharp weapon attacking from behind, Li Changan still does not look back and rushes to the pyrokinesis user.

The second giant fireball has condensed. Unable to change moves, a look of fierceness flashes across the pyrokinetic’s eyes. Seeing Li Changan getting closer and closer, he decisively detonates the fireball.

As a fire psychic, the explosive fireball will not burn himself, at most it is the impact that will hurt his lungs and organs. But it is not so forgiving for others, at least it will cause severe burns.

However, the expected scene of seriously injuring the opponent did not appear. What he saw was a demon with half of its body charred pouncing at him. The demon opened its mouth, stretched out its claws, and plucked out his heart.

The room sunk into darkness again. Going all out did not kill the killer hiding in the dark, but the attack was effective. This is undoubtedly encouraging.

"Everyone pay attention, he is burned. Pay attention to the smell of scorching!" someone warns.

The person who spoke was not killed immediately, further proving the killer was indeed injured.

With a bang, it seemed a bottle was broken, then the smell of alcohol diffused, neutralizing the smell of scorching in the air, making it less noticeable.

Everyone could feel the alcohol liquid splashing on their faces and bodies, more than one bottle was broken.

The speaker could only curse inwardly, knowing that he should not have spoken out, it would have been better to think of a way to run out the door to let the boss upstairs handle it.

In the throes of terror, no one knew how much time had passed. Suddenly, they realized that no one seemed to have died for a while.

Finally, someone couldn't help but coughed hesitantly.

After two or three minutes, seeing that he was still alive, this scaredy-cat suddenly became emboldened. He took a step towards the door, then one step after another.

"He probably ran away because the injury was too severe." The man said recklessly, feeling no danger. He ran along the wall towards the door.

He couldn’t bear to stay in this room for another second, not even for the rest of his life!

While sprinting wildly, he seemed to have kicked a corpse below. Then in a flash, his legs felt cool. A saber suddenly swung up from below, chopping his chest like chopping firewood.

As a member of the [[Tiger Gang]], they were certainly no stranger to the sound of blades slicing through flesh and blood. But it was still the first time hearing the sound of a body chopped in half with one slash. The heart that had just come alive instantly cooled.

"Cough cough!" Li Changan coughed twice. Although he held his breath, the hot blast from the fireball still hurt his respiratory tract. Not only that, from the left corner of his mouth all the way down to the abdomen was burnt.

The exposed flesh and blood to the air, the burning pain and itching became even more intense.

Even knowing where the cough came from, no one dared to step forward.

The silhouettes of the remaining four people became clearer and clearer in Li Changan's eyes. It was originally a fuzzy outline, but now he could gradually see their facial features.

As death drew closer, Li Changan felt his consciousness become clearer instead, and his strength kept surging, as if there was strength left unused, and the pain brought him closer and closer to the ultimate madness.

"There are four people left." Li Changan said, holding a blood-dripping chopping knife he had picked up, "Come at me together."

Li Changan strode, then charged. There was no scream in the dark room, only the sound of blades cutting flesh and chopping bones.

In the end, only the dripping sound of blood was left.