'Is this how I die?'
Countless thoughts, calculations, possibilities, and simulations flashed in Corey's mind as he stared at the swarm of black locusts approaching him.
In his perception they were moving at a slow speed, but he knew they were extremely fast and he would definitely die once the swarm of locusts reached him. He didn't need his instincts to tell him that the swarm of locusts was more dangerous than the strange entity with multiple pale hands.
'I overheard the residents saying that I would get tortured and devoured by the Cursed Souls. How the fuck is a swarm of locusts cursed souls?'
Corey knew that having such a thought was useless and pointless because it wasn't going to help him to survive the swarm of locusts, but at this point, he was frustrated.
