C485 Absolute silence

The green-skinned man very lovingly put his green hat on his back, then revealed a tuft of green hair on his head. It looked extremely funny, but his body didn't seem funny at all, because wherever he said, even the grass immediately withered and turned black.

Poison? Yes! However, there were other people who used poison. That was because he was a poisonous person. Regardless of whether he breathed out, waved his palm with inner strength, or even fart, they were all poisonous people.

Pig Man seemed to be smiling all the time, even when he was killing people, his big mouth was still grinning all the time. However, the speed of his short legs wasn't slow at all, and as he moved, his dry and strange laughter could be heard all over the place.

Of course, during the process of moving, a pair of small hands quickly released something that looked like a hidden weapon. Anyone who was hit would instantly die, and he was also the one who killed the most.

The only woman whose attack methods were completely incomparable to her seductive appearance and slim figure. It was because her attacks were too violent and it was simply destructive to the world.

Wherever her broadsword landed, it would either rumble incessantly and send dust and dirt flying into the air, or cause severed limbs and fresh blood to fly everywhere. It was simply a live broadcast of a war of bloody movements.

When these five people were gathered together, it was as if they were there to kill. They didn't have the slightest hesitation when killing someone, and even when they saw the blood, they didn't have any fear or discomfort, instead, they had an indescribable sense of excitement, as if it was a fatal temptation to something. At this moment, blood and life were the source of the endless temptation.

? ?.

Looking at the people falling and not getting up again, Old Ma's heart sank to the bottom. It could be said that his heart was feeling cold right now.

But it was useless. After all, his opponent was not someone he could fight against, even if the people he brought were ten times more. At that very instant, an unequal slaughter was happening here.

"Ma ?" The horse ? Boss! I... "What should we do?" The assistant, who had been following beside Old Ma, asked with a weak voice. It was as if his soul had been extracted from his body.

"..." bearded old horse chose to remain silent. 'What do we do?' Honestly, he also wanted to know, but what could he do? He was just a soldier fighting in the battlefield, not a wandering martial artist. He knew about illusions and illusions, but that didn't mean he had the ability to deal with them.

Seeing that a few people could kill all of his soldiers without leaving a single armor behind, bearded old horse knew that he had met a tough opponent.

Furthermore, from the conversation between the black clothed man and the few weird people, it was obvious that these people were not from Blood Illusion Valley. Instead, they were from a group of stronger and more arrogant organizations.

Moreover, Old Ma felt that he and the general, and even the prince far away in the imperial capital, had entered into a trap. If he could, he really wanted to tell the general that they had been tricked. The best way was to stay far away from this place! However, Old Ma also knew that this thought of his seemed to be a kind of extravagant hope.

"How about... I... We... Or ? Run? " It was unknown if it was due to the shock that the deputy was already trembling. If he did not know that he was scared, he would have thought that he had epilepsy. However, his words truly made Old Ma feel funny.

"Flee?" Where should they flee to? Where do you think we should go? Right now, we are in an illusion, how do you think we can run away? " Old Ma was not in the mood to smile, he looked at the assistant in disdain, pointed at his surroundings and questioned him.

"Then we can't just wait for death here, right?" That deputy was on the verge of tears. He also knew that there was no other way to escape. However, he did not want to die. In this sort of situation where there was no path to heaven and no door to hell, his desire to live became even stronger.

bearded old horse looked at his deputy who was afraid of death, and all the annoyance and disgust in his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace. He felt that when he was about to reach the end of his life, there was no need to lower himself to the same level as this kind of person who was afraid of life and death.

Old Ma mockingly said to the assistant, "Did you know? Right now, there are only two ways that you can choose from! "

"Which two?" When the assistant heard that Old Ma said there were two ways, he thought there was a door and immediately asked.

"One is to hold his breath and wait to be slaughtered like a pig! The second is to stick your chest out and look up, and die on the path of a charge like a soldier! " The old horse stared straight ahead, looking at the few weirdos who were frantically slaughtering the beasts, and said with incomparable calmness.

"This ?" Isn't this death in the end? " The assistant shouted out these words, from hope to despair. Such a psychological gap was not something that many people could accept, not to mention the fact that he was a timid person who feared death. It was almost like he was indirectly announcing his death.

"Do you think you have any other choice other than death?" Old Ma jokingly asked.

"I ?" This question rendered the assistant speechless. Indeed, in a situation where the possibility of escape was close to zero, what else could he do other than choose to die?

"Everyone listen up, we have nowhere to run. Now we can only fight with our lives on the line, you are all warriors, you are all brave warriors, you should only advance bravely, and not run away when the time comes!" I can't promise to take you out of this place alive, but I can die with you! Are you willing to follow me? " Ignoring his assistant who was beside him, Old Ma spoke loudly to his subordinates who were still alive.

"We shall live and die together!" Perhaps Old Ma's words had really inspired the soldiers who should not be afraid of death. Almost everyone gave up running and turned around to face the people who were like gods of death, shouting in unison.

"Kill!" The old horse raised the big blade in his hand high up and shouted with all his might.

"Kill ?!" Everyone roared in unison.

Previously, when they had run away, these few dozen men had seemed to be a group of stragglers. However, now that they had turned around to face their enemies bravely, it could be said that they were a group of elite warriors who did not want to admit defeat and were not afraid of death. At the very least, their auras were not weaker than their enemies.

Under his assistant's shocked gaze, bearded old horse led the remaining tens of men and charged back towards the three executioners. They might all die in the next second, but at least one second was exciting, it was worthy of admiration. At least, they would all die honorably, just like an honorable soldier.

Death is the last thing a person can face, because death to a certain extent represents the end of time. At that very instant, there was a group of people who, in the very last moment of their lives, used all of their strength to sing the final chapter. Perhaps death was only the end of their lives to them, and not the other side of their will.

"This is crazy ?" "All of them have gone mad..." The assistant whispered.

As for the beautiful man not far away, he watched the dozens of people charging towards him with great interest. Although there was a thousandth of a second of astonishment on his face, it was immediately replaced by disdain and contempt. In the eyes of beautiful men, such a group of reckless people were not considered brave, but rather, they were idiots.

And the price for stupidity was complete annihilation.

"Clank, clank ?" In the hands of the beautiful man, the zither string emitted a 'whooshing' sound, as if it was mixed with some sort of excited release. The sound turned into a sonic wave that spread out and reverberated throughout the entire space.

However, as the zither music continued to dissipate layer by layer, it became like an invisible wall, unrestrainedly pushing forward.

In the eyes of the others, there were countless weapons that whirled around and charged at Old Horse and the others.

If it was one or two items, then it was one or two. However, when countless weapons came smashing down from all directions, even if one knew that it was all an illusion, it was still enough to make one's heart tremble in fear.

"This is an illusion! None of it was true! "Charge with me!" The old horse looked at the group of people who had stopped once again. Each and every one of them seemed to have been scared stiff, and stood there on the spot. He then opened his mouth and roared loudly.

Although he didn't know whether it was real or not, after all, he was in an illusion, so what he saw should also be some sort of illusion.

Since it was an illusion, what he saw must not be real. He was just using his power to scare people, what was there to be afraid of?

It was a pity that Old Ma was not a illusionist, he was just a soldier. Perhaps as a soldier he was qualified, but as a person of the martial world, he was completely unqualified.

illusionist, if the illusion was just used to scare people, would people still be afraid of him? It could be said that 'the more you think, the more complicated the illusion techniques will be'. This made the illusionist become the most difficult existence to fight against, because you would never be able to think of the kind of method and method he would use to deal with you.

Countless weapons that blotted out the sky and covered the earth arrived in a flash. The seemingly real weapons suddenly became illusory when they came into contact with Old Ma and the others' bodies. They directly passed through everyone's body without the slightest pause.

Like the wind, like the mist, misty and limitless, like cotton, like cotton, gentle and powerless. It seemed to be true, just as Old Ma had said. It was all an illusion, and not real.

However, everyone, including Old Ma, seemed to have been immobilized after the weapon penetrated through their bodies. Their bodies stood still as they waited for the second the weapon pierced through them.

Everyone maintained their different postures. Some of them held their swords up high, while others showed signs of preparing to stab out. Some of them shouted, but their mouths only formed the shape of their mouths, making no sound.

Although everyone had different postures, there was not the slightest bit of pain on their faces. Moreover, there was also one thing in common ? their eyes were two pairs of eyes that were uncaring and empty. They were dusky and had no luster.

At this moment, it was dead silent ?.