He leapt high, quickly descending!
The Knife Fox Demon aimed its scythes at Rocky's head, stabbing down without hesitation!
It's over...
Seeing this scene, everyone on the city wall knew it was over.
In his battle with the high-level demon, Rocky had been thoroughly defeated; even with such powerful armor, he had no way to compete. He had been bested within just a few exchanges and was about to lose his life.
I'm going to die...
Lying on the ground, Rocky saw the demon descending from above, saw the approaching blade tip getting closer and closer, and similarly came to a realization—a realization called death.
He knew he was about to die. At this moment, this feeling was so clear, and he finally understood the true meaning of the phrase "death cannot be resisted." Facing the imminent death, he wanted to struggle, to dodge, to resist, but he simply couldn't.
The only thing he could do now was to wait, to wait for the death that would arrive between breaths.
