"Achu!"
Some people were holding the bodies of their teammates and wailing in grief, while others were silent in response... But no matter what their expressions were, the desolation of the rabbit's death and the fox's sorrow at this moment made everyone feel the same.
Among this group of people was Zuo Yichen.
He was seriously injured and fell into coma, with the lower half of his body gone.
He obviously couldn't survive like this.
Nowadays, there is just more air coming out than coming in.
Song Ziliu and several members of the Song family gathered around Zuo Yichen, looking ugly. With such an injury, he can't survive. He squatted down, closed his eyes, and finally sent Zuo Yichen away in person.
No one tried to dissuade him because everyone knew it was the right thing to do.
Instead of struggling to survive, they prefer to die with dignity.
Yang Zhizhou hasn't finished helping Mi Qing's hair yet, but this kind of atmosphere can no longer be maintained. Looking at the ability user who suffered heavy losses, he looked gloomy and said, "This time... I made a mistake."
This self-contained illusory place is not suitable for anyone with abilities to enter.
Today, that's the price.
Since the early days of the solar eclipse, so many ability users had died, but in the past four or five years, so many ability users had not been seen dying at once.
"This is only our second team. I'm afraid the first team is also in danger," Zhang Jun sighed.
The atmosphere was too sad, so Zhuo Feixin changed the subject, "How many people are left?"
"six people."
Someone answered.
Zhuo Feixin glanced at Bie Shan behind her. Bie Shan was covered with a layer of blood mist in her eyes, "Then wait a little longer."
No one objected.
They would rather believe that the other six people would take a longer time, rather than believe that they might be completely left in their own false place.
Seeing that the three-hour limit was about to pass, the six people hadn't come out yet, and many people couldn't stay any longer.
"Someone's out!"
A crack was barely opened in the void, and it seemed that less than one person could pass through.
Someone shouted, "Someone help him!"
The nearest person grabbed the bloody hand sticking out of the crack, and someone wanted to use their ability to help expand the void crack.
But Void Cracks, not just any ability is useful.
Yang Zhizhou hurriedly stepped forward, "I'll try."
He's a painter, so he might be useful.
The green jade pen appeared in his hand, and he pointed at the edge of the crack in the void, trying to tear the crack apart with his thoughts.
"puff--"
The crack was only torn apart by about two or three centimeters. Yang Zhizhou couldn't hold on any longer and vomited blood. Fine cracks actually appeared on the green jade pen.
Zhuo Feixin's expression changed, "Yang Zhizhou! You can't use it anymore! If your pen is broken, you are not far from death!"
Upon hearing this, Mi Qing stepped forward and helped Yang Zhizhou back. She disapproved of Yang Zhizhou using his own life to save unrelated people.
"I...I'm fine," seeing Mi Qing's serious face, Yang Zhizhou softened to comfort him.
Mi Qing didn't believe his comfort, and sneered: "I'll wait until your body stops shaking before saying you're fine."
Yang Zhizhou: "..."
His side failed, and others are still trying to rescue.
Unfortunately, among the nearly thirty or so ability users who survived, none had abilities related to the extremely rare space ability.
Cen Weihe suddenly looked at Mi Qing, "You have so many characteristics? Isn't there anyone who can help?"
Mi Qing: "No."
Her answer was too straightforward and her expression was too cold. Cen Weihe frowned, "Why are you so cold at such a young age? That's six living lives!"
Cen Weihe's words were so serious that Yang Zhizhou was short of breath and coughing.
Zhang Jun was angry and was about to scold him back when he was stopped by Mi Qing.
Then, I saw Mi Qing dotting in the void, staying on a certain page, and the expression on his face became interested, "I just made a mistake, I really have a special feature that can help."
As long as she doesn't like it, no one can read her file.
"Hurry up then, why are you lingering?"
As soon as these words came out, there was no need for Cen Weihe to supervise, and other people rushed to supervise.
After being urged, Mi Qing still looked calm, "The third characteristic of the death bell on page 37 of the Void Spirit Illustrated Book is Xu Lian."
"It cannot tear apart the void, but it can bring back the people in the cracks of the void."
The remaining people opened the Void Spirit Illustrated Book and found the Death Bell. That is the second level of ethereal. You can’t know the details just by looking at the name of the characteristic.
Unless someone has used it.
The ability users who had teammates who had not returned immediately said to Mi Qing: "Then what are you waiting for? Save them quickly."
"Wasting one more minute will mean unlimited murderous intent for them. You should hurry up. Why are you wasting your time?"
"That's right. Miss Mi, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. You should save them."
"..."
Mi Qing looked at Cen Weihe and smiled meaningfully, "But Xu Lian needs a locator. And this locator must be a living thing. If you can lead people out of the cracks in the void within ten minutes, Nothing will happen to the locator. But if it takes more than ten minutes and it is difficult to lure the people out, then the locator will be dragged into the void crack at the last second."
As soon as the explanation of the locator came out, everyone fell silent.
Cen Weihe, who was stared at by Mi Qing, looked embarrassed.
He wanted to retreat, but Mi Qing was unreasonable.
"Just now, Mr. Cen persuaded me to save people with such a clear sense of justice. Now that I have a way, why don't you risk your life for those six living people?"
"Or, you can only give up on others, but you can't give up on yourself?"
Mi Qing's aggressiveness, as well as the flashing eyes of other ability users who were filled with indignation before, made Cen Weihe's face turn cold, "Mi Qing, you should be careful what you say."
"Ha," Mi Qing sneered, "You did a good job in diverting the disaster to the east, right? What's wrong? It's your turn, so why not?"
"Then let me tell you. Your trick won't work with me, Mi Qing. You can be saved today, or you can be saved if you don't."
Without giving Cen Weihe a chance to react, fire vines grew under everyone's feet.
The first person to bear the brunt was Cen Weihe, who was restrained by the surprise attack. The latter was about to break free of the restraints, but he didn't expect that Mi Qing had already activated the virtual restraint of the death bell.
The virtual lead is a black dotted line.
One end is connected to Cen Weihe's neck, and the other end is connected to the wrist of the bloody hand protruding from the crack in the void.
In an instant, Cen Weihe was unable to move.
There were flowing black characters on his body and face, and Mi Qing saw them with great interest.
"Mi Qing! Do you want to be the enemy of my Cen family?"
Cen Weihe panicked.
He really couldn't move, couldn't get rid of the weird black lines on his neck, and couldn't even do anything about the black characters running around his body.
At this moment, he was a little scared.
I also understand that Mi Qing's abilities cannot be treated as ordinary abilities.
As long as she has higher-level characteristics, she will not be restricted by level. How terrifying she is.
Mi Qing tilted her head, "I can even offend the Song family, so who do you think the Cen family is?"
She really didn't care about the aristocratic family.
It's not that her strength is extraordinary, it's that she doesn't care.
"I can tell you clearly that if any of you make me angry, I will have the culprit cut into pieces even if I go to hell."
She spoke threatening words lightly, but with a smile on her face.
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