Am I dreaming?
Nick Fury rubbed his eye in disbelief, then witnessed a scene he would never forget for the rest of his life.
The room before him seemed to transform into interlocking gears. The gears rolled and spun without end, spreading throughout the entire room in an instant.
Nick Fury, nicknamed the "One-Eyed Hero," was S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Director and an ace agent. His fighting skills, eyesight, and mental fortitude were all exceptional.
Even when faced with such an unimaginable spectacle that defied all common sense, his expression did not change. His face remained as black as ever.
He was a man who had even been to space. In this world, there was nothing left for him to fear!
Once this battle was over, he would go home... and pet his cat!
Nick Fury immediately reached behind his waist and drew a gun. With nimble movements, he leaped to the side, preparing to avoid the rapidly spinning gears.
By normal logic, there was absolutely nothing wrong with that move.
Those gears looked downright bizarre and suspicious!
But what Nick Fury had not expected was that his simple jump would send him stepping straight into empty air.
Fortunately, his reflexes and agility were still extraordinary. He suddenly thrust one leg forward, doing the splits as both feet landed on opposite sides of the cracked ground, successfully steadying himself.
But then, Nick Fury's face changed from pure black to deathly pale.
As for the reason, everyone understood... taking too big a step made it easy to pull that something.
Even more tragically, the widening crack in the ground continued to spread, and the angle of Nick Fury's split began to widen as well...
Rimuru, who had been secretly controlling everything, suddenly widened his eyes and could not help giving Nick Fury a thumbs-up.