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

A girl with tears on her face.

A man with a face full of despair and pain.

Confused children.

Mother holding 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.

Isn't the mother holding the baby the woman in the video posted by the group leader?

The group leader said there was a human gathering point in the mountains.

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

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

Be a guest...

Her wrists were wrapped with that monster rope-like tendon.

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

But she died.

Wu Xiaode let out a long sigh and chanted softly:

"You buried your bones in the mud under the spring,

I send this world to the world with a head full of snow.”

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

He lowered his head again, as if deep in thought.

However, his hands that were pressed on the handle of the long knife couldn't help but tremble, and he couldn't control it at all. He could only squeeze the handle with more strength, and then he could barely control his impulse.

impulse……

He sighed again.

——If you can’t use the first move, why bother reading this poem?

I thought that by reciting this poem, I had completed my mourning and could leave peacefully.

Who knows if it won't work.

Reading this poem is like lighting a match in a dark powder magazine.

Something seemed to be ignited in my heart.

ah……

Something is burning in my heart.

This kind of burning makes the blood in the whole body boil, tortures the soul, and makes people unable to restrain their desires.???.

——You have to do that thing.

At this moment, nothing else matters.

Only that thing.

The only way is to kill those two people, witness their despair, watch them cry bitterly, and put their heads on the death pit to comfort all the innocent people who died——

Everything is empty.

Only this thing.

There is only one thing that needs to be done immediately!!!

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

Waves of silent magic mist emanated from his body, like an abyss or an ocean.

The magic mist flew silently over the corpse pit and landed behind the monsters, right in front of the two humans.

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

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

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

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

"My lord! My lord, look!"

The monster suddenly looked back.

However, the fog wall only lasted for a moment. When they spoke, all the fog disappeared into the void and disappeared.

Nothing at all.

"What are you showing me?" asked the monster.

The two men were stunned.

Could it be that you were blinded just now?

its not right,

They looked at each other.

How is it possible for us to be blind at the same time?

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

Countless magical mists of silence dispersed from his body, turning invisible and beginning to cover everything around him without the enemy being aware of it.

"You two stop making such a fuss!"

The horned carapace monster said with some boredom: "Remember, you are about to evolve. At that time, you will lose your human senses and become an advanced being like me. Show some courage, do you understand?"

When it opened its mouth to speak, Wu Xiaode's figure swayed, crossed the corpse pit, and landed next to it silently.

The extremely sharp Dream Blowing Knife was drawn out.

Wu Xiaode stood in the endless magical mist of silence, lowered his head, gripped the long sword, and began to gather strength.

Get ready!

This skill is very clumsy, it must be within three meters of the enemy, and it requires ten seconds to wait, so generally no one learns it.

But now that it's in Wu Xiaode's hands, it's different.

The monster still put its hands on the chests of the two human men and released its spell to transform them into the same kind.

The other monsters stood aside in silence.

From the beginning to the end, they did not notice that Wu Xiaode was standing aside, standing in the magic mist.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

…

Ten seconds.

Gain momentum.

Wu Xiaode raised his head expressionlessly, held his breath, and scanned the monsters with his eyes.

Between the lightning and flint——

Chui Meng Dao was shocked.

Countless golden threads shot out from the blade and spread out like a hurricane, slashing at all the monsters around them violently and crazily.
Chapter completed!