Everyone walked towards the gate of God Burial City with firm steps.
When approaching the God Burial City, the footsteps of each investigator stopped and became extremely slow.
Some people had panic on their faces, some were ferocious, and some had blood-red eyes. They stood there and kept shouting kill, kill, kill!
There was even blood starting to flow from the corners of some people's mouths.
Wang Ye stood on the city wall, looking at the people below expressionlessly, clenching his fists slightly and saying nothing.
this...
It is a scene that must be experienced to join the God Burial City.
After passing this illusion, you can enter the city.
The people behind had noticed the abnormality through the expressions of these people, but they still stepped into the formation without hesitation with their free and easy smiles.
There are already huge crowds of people outside the city.
Most of the investigators stood there with complicated expressions and did not take a step.
And a small number of people, although their steps were slow, still walked forward firmly.
"They...really can?"
"If you are not strong-minded or fearful, you may die."
Lu Wu appeared next to Wang Ye, glanced at the people in the formation, frowned slightly and said.
This illusion cannot even be described as bloody, it is too cruel and cruel.
In the fantasy world, friends and blood relatives may die in battle in front of you.
The ferocious evil spirits are still staring at you with scary smiles.
He, Lu Wu, had experienced that kind of pain, so he understood it.
Wang Ye turned his head and glanced at Lu Wu with a serious expression: "Today, I will take you to get to know the investigators of the Tian Group."
"In a moment, let them introduce themselves to you in person."
Followed by Wang Ye's voice.
The eyes of a strong man with beards suddenly became clear: "Hahaha, just a vicious ghost wants to mess with my mind. My parents died in the battle a long time ago, and my son died in front of me. God Burial City, look. Get up and I’ll be the first to join!”
With a proud laugh, a tear dropped from the strong man's eyes, and he suddenly took a step forward, walking out of the formation in front of Lu Wu's surprised face.
"Tian group, Su Laoliu!"
He raised his head and shouted to Wang Ye. With Wang Ye's smile on his face, the strong man walked into the city in a swaggering manner.
This so-called illusion may be a bit cruel in Lu Wu's eyes.
But in fact, for them...it's just their own personal experience. Those who can't bear this experience will have died in pain long ago.
Who is alive today is not carrying a heavy burden and living tenaciously.
Maybe one day there will be peace...
More than half of these investigators will choose suicide without hesitation.
Because their hearts are already dead.
Why would the dead be afraid of these so-called illusions?
It was as if a signal had been blown.
"grass!"
"Lao Su is three seconds faster than me!"
"Tian Group, Zhang Wenxuan, is entering the city today."
"Tianzhu, Wu Chun."
"Tian group, Fan Yong."
The eyes of the investigators regained their clarity one after another, and they entered the city in a relaxed manner.
Even those who are still in trouble are beginning to struggle. It is obvious that it is only a matter of time before they break through.
The only thing these people who enter the city have in common is...
Although he was laughing and scolding, his eyes were indifferent, like a pool of stagnant water, without any fluctuations.
There is no doubt that the next second they will suddenly pick up a ghost and explode themselves.
"This is the investigator of Tianzhu."
Wang Ye watched the investigators entering the city one after another carefully, and finally looked at Lu Wu and repeated it again.
No pride, just peace.
Because this is not something to be proud of. To achieve all this, the sacrifice is so great that even if others just listen to them tell their own experiences, they will feel cold.
"This time, I believe these people... may really defeat the gods."
"Those guys who are aloof and accustomed to enjoying themselves may have forgotten how to fight."
"After all, they are gods, authorities, omnipotent, and no one can resist."
"Perhaps... when they recover, there will really be a surprise."
Lu Wu said to himself, his eyes gradually becoming firmer.
"However, I have worked hard to carve the formation for three days, and just to be walked out by a group of guys, isn't it a bit embarrassing?"
Lu Wu's expression was a little weird, and finally he laughed self-deprecatingly, shook his head, and turned to leave.
There is no need to look at the fate of these people outside the city.
Next, his work is in the city.
In the very center of the city, the long-eared relic was placed in the center of the fountain. The golden light spread slightly, avoiding the constant flow of blood.
Long Ear was floating above the fountain with a solemn expression, looking at everyone.
"Before everyone came, this place was already an empty city."
"Let's see!"
The long-eared gaze looked around everyone and pointed at the surrounding walls and floor tiles: "This place is stained with blood. Just a few days ago, investigators from a city, in order to trap the eighteen star kings in heaven, The sacrifice was made here.”
"I have witnessed it all with my own eyes. These people deserve respect."
"but!"
"Is this honorable?"
"Not glorious!"
Long Er's eyes gradually turned red, with a sad expression on his face, and he hammered his non-existent chest: "If the power is strong, only the Eighteen Star Lords and eighteen people will need to sacrifice the lives of a whole city!" ,
"If we are strong, if we..."
When he said this, Chang Er's voice began to choke, and he took a deep breath, as if he was trapped in this endless grief.
Until much later...
"The boss, Wang Ye, once said that he wanted to wash away the blood of this city."
"But I stopped him!"
"This blood should be kept for future generations to see. Their efforts are also due to our incompetence!"
"I just want to ask you something!"
"Are you afraid of death?"
Long-ear let out a roar.
No one responded.
The scene was very cold.
...
A group of people just watched Chang Er's passionate performance with cold eyes.
"It's interesting."
One of the big men said with a smile.
A frail young man next to him nodded: "Well, the performance was pretty good, but the heat was a bit off. It would be better if there were some tears in the eyes instead of flowing."
"After all, we are young people, so we can't ask for too much."
Listening to the scattered voices of many investigators, Chang Er was a little confused.
speech...
This is something he has studied for his whole life. At first, he relied on this unique skill to gain a place in Lingshan, became a Buddha, and preached scriptures everywhere.
Why today...
Is there something wrong with my performance?
Why no response.
