For some reason, Wu Xiaode's mind flashed again the scene in the corpse pit.

The girl with tears on her face.

A man with a face full of despair and pain.

Children with a confused expression.

Mother holding the baby.

All dead.

They just lay there quietly.

Because of the two leading parties.

rustle……

sand.

The pace gradually slowed down and finally stopped.

I remembered it.

Isn’t that mother holding the baby the woman in the video played by the group leader?

The leader said that there was a gathering point for humans in the mountains.

She played the video on her mobile phone, and the woman was holding a baby in her arms and smiling at the screen:

"Your team is coming, of course I welcome you to visit at any time."

Guest...

The long string of monster like a rope was wrapped around her wrist.

She wanted to give it to the martial artist of the S-level club, hoping that the martial artist could defeat more monsters for the sake of the village.

But she was dead.

Wu Xiaode sighed long and chanted softly:

"You buried the mud and bones in the spring,

I'm sending my head full of snow."

He raised his head and closed his eyes, as if countless snowflakes were really falling in the sky, mourning with him many innocent people.

He lowered his head again, as if he was thinking.

However, his hands pressed against the hilt of the long knife were trembling and could not control it at all. He could only hold the hilt tightly with greater strength, and then he could barely control his impulse.

impulse……

He sighed again.

——If you can’t even use the first trick, why do you need to recite this poem?

I thought that reading this poem means that I have completed the mourning and can leave safely.

Who knows it won't work.

Reading this poem is like burning a match in a dark gunpowder warehouse.

Something seemed to be ignited in my heart.

ah……

Something is burning in my heart.

This burning boils blood all over the body, tortures the soul, and makes people unable to contain that desire...???.

——I have to do that.

At this moment, nothing else matters.

Only that thing.

Only by killing the two men, witnessing their despair, watching them cry and putting their heads on the pit of dead people, so as to comfort all the dead innocents-

Everything is empty.

This is the only thing.

Only this thing is done immediately!!!

Wu Xiaode suddenly turned around and walked back step by step.

Flashes of silent demon mist emanated from him, like a sea of ​​abyss.

These magic fogs flew silently through the corpse pit and landed behind the monsters, facing two humans.

The two human men kneeling on the ground gradually began to change their form.

However, the fog gathered together, and turned into a whole fog curtain behind the monsters, constantly showing the ever-changing villagers.

These people who were originally lying in the corpse pit turned their heads and smiled at the two traitors.

The two men had goose bumps all over their bodies and shouted at the same time:

"Sir! Look at it!"

The monster suddenly turned around and looked around.

However, the fog wall only maintained the moment. When they opened their mouths, all the fog disappeared into the void and disappeared.

There is nothing.

"What do you want me to see?" asked the monster.

The two men were stunned.

Did you get dazzled just now?

No,

They looked at each other.

How can we see at the same time?

At this time, Wu Xiaode had already walked back step by step and stood on the edge of the corpse pit again.

Countless silence fog dissipated from him and turned into invisible, and began to cover everything around him without the enemy's awareness.

"Don't make a fuss about you two!"

The long-horned carapace monster said a little annoyed: "Remember, you are about to evolve. You will lose the human senses and become a higher existence like me. Do you understand?"

When it started to speak, Wu Xiaode's body flapped, crossed the corpse pit, and fell silently beside it.

The extremely sharp dream-blowing knife was pulled out.

Wu Xiaode stood in the endless silence of the fog, lowered his head, held his long sword tightly, and began to accumulate momentum.

Gain momentum!

This skill is very clumsy and must be within three meters of the enemy and needs to wait ten seconds, so no one can learn it at all.

But at this moment it is in Wu Xiaode's hands, that's different.

The monster still pressed his hands against the chests of two human men, releasing magic to transform them into similar types.

Other monsters stood solemnly.

From beginning to end, they didn't notice that Wu Xiaode was standing aside, standing in the fog.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

...

Ten seconds.

Gain momentum.

Wu Xiaode raised his head expressionlessly, held his breath, and swept his eyes across the monsters.

In between lightning and flashing—

The dream blowing knife was shocked.

Countless golden threads burst out from the blade, spreading out like a hurricane, brutally and madly slashing at all the monsters around.

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