At that moment, Shepherd could see no way out at all.
The final battle had erupted too quickly, so quickly that he had no time to accumulate enough resources.
Under these circumstances, he had nowhere to run.
"So Naimus's so-called chance was a lie too?" Although Shepherd did not know why so many people had set their sights on him, he was certain it was connected to Naimus.
Naimus had not given him a chance. He had made him a target.
Only that could explain the current situation.
Since he was a target, then neither his future nor the future of everyone in this world had ever existed. Naimus had deceived him with ease.
So what was he supposed to do now? He could not see the slightest direction, nor any future at all.
Even so, Shepherd still did not intend to give up.
If he did not know the way out, then he would survive. He would cling to the conviction that he had to live no matter what.
As long as he lived, perhaps he would find a different way out afterward.
The moment that gaze locked onto him, an unreasonable will descended upon him.
Under that will, Shepherd felt as if his entire brain were about to explode.
Then his head truly exploded.
He died without the slightest surprise.
Hidden Saint and Mokania were not beings on the same level.
Even against Mokania, Shepherd could only rely on the Humanity Domain to contaminate him to a certain degree, seeking to make his self-awareness collapse.
Therefore, he had no ability to resist Hidden Saint.
Moreover, within the Humanity Domain, Shepherd's consciousness began to condense. The process went fairly smoothly, but whenever he tried to draw upon the Humanity Domain's power to form a body and revive, a twisted