Many mantis men howled and ran wildly in the flames, but their bodies gradually burned and decayed, unable to support themselves, and they fell down halfway.
But there were also a small number of people who ran, crawled, or rolled with all their might to break out of the encirclement of the sea of fire and approach.
The flames became brighter and brighter, the black fog became lighter and lighter, and the surrounding terrain became clearer and clearer.
What Meng Fei saw was a rugged black mountainous area, wildly undulating rocks like majestic waves, and a group of screaming and roaring corpses in the sea of fire.
He quickly searched for the best terrain, and a princess picked up Qingmang and the sickle in her arms, and climbed up to a higher place.
"Hey, who are you?"
"Lord He Ma! You are not dead yet!"
A crying scream came over.
Meng Fei hugged Qing Mang and looked up, seeing two thin figures on the rocky cliff in front of him. One of them is Xiaoluo, who is supporting Qi Mei.
Qi Mei had an injury on her leg and was limping when she walked. Xiao Luoban helped her. Suddenly seeing Meng Fei, Xiaoluo screamed with excitement.
Originally, after Meng Fei challenged the God of Death, this man disappeared. There were only four people left at the copper table: Zuo Ge, her, Qi Mei, and Qing Mang.
But after Death tore up the agreement, the situation was different.
To them, it was as if the two worlds had overlapped. Xiaoluo saw the shadow of the duel stage reflected in the black mist, and could see He Ma and the God of Death.
But there is an illusory barrier between the two worlds. She tried her best to go over and help He Ma, but she couldn't get there.
Soon a crack appeared on the diaphragm, and then Qingmang was the first to pass through the diaphragm. But Xiaoluo still couldn't get through it.
Then, both worlds began to collapse. Everything is almost falling apart.
Zuoge didn't know where she was, so she rushed out with the injured Qi Mei.
She kept using her thoughts to repel the rocks all the way, and kept walking towards Meng Fei in the chaos.
Then she saw the sharp edge of Death's scythe penetrate Hema's chest.
It's over, Lord Hema is dead!
Her heart collapsed, like gravel rolling down the bottomless abyss in the black mist.
Then she saw the woman, Qing Mang, standing in front of He Ma.
There were two worlds apart, and no matter how much she ran or struggled, she couldn't get there, but everything seemed to be happening before her eyes, and everything was clearly visible.
She seemed to be able to see every drop of sweat on Hema's face, every drop of blood pouring out of his chest, and she could see his face reflected on the bloody sickle.
She could see the woman condensed by lightning, appearing in front of Hema like a ghost.
She could hear every whisper between them.
"The death curse is not unsolvable, it just has to be borne by someone."
"If I take it, you can still live."
"Hey, you're not really going to die, are you?"
“Someone must bear the death curse of death.
"Let me die."
"If I can't pull this thing out, then I will commit suicide!"
"suicide?"
"Do you know how important you are?"
"Even if all the people in the world are put together, you are not as important as you."
"I am your wife! You amnesiac man!"
These inexplicable sweet words hit her heart like a sharp knife cutting through a door.
Why!
I'm obviously He Ma's woman, okay?
He doesn't have a wife!
Even if he had a wife before he lost his memory, it was from the past.
Let’s call my former wife my ex-wife!
She repeatedly fiddled with the cracks floating in the space in front of her, running wildly through the cracks where the rubble was rolling, tilting and collapsing.
Qi Mei didn't know whether she didn't know where to go or was timid, so she followed her all the way. Two shrine maidens who lost their masters supported each other all the way.
The road is like a long passage that is constantly changing and collapsing, and Hema's figure is simply the light at the end of the tunnel.
In this way, they continued to approach the key point with bumps and bumps along the way. In the end, the barrier finally collapsed, and the two worlds completely reunited.
"Lord Hema!"
When Xiaoluo rushed over to get into Meng Fei's arms, she noticed that he was already holding the woman in his arms, and there was no free space for her to get in.
"Come, you two are responsible for staying here and protecting her."
Meng Fei didn't give her any psychological comfort. Instead, he sent Qingmang over for her to hold, then turned around and looked down.
Their terrain was already very high, with a towering rock behind them and a foothold of about ten steps in radius beneath their feet.
Further down is another flat land, and then a steep cliff. The boulder behind is very safe, and no enemies will fall from the sky for the time being.
The danger comes from below. The rugged rocks below were burning with fire, but many mantis people still struggled out of the fire.
They seemed to have lost the sense of pain and did not care about life or death. Even though his body was burned to ashes, he still tried his best to climb.
Without the flames in this area, the enemy can march straight in. This is the biggest trouble.
Suzaku's power is huge, but its accuracy is quite average. Because she was afraid of burning them, she didn't dare to shoot in this area at all.
Some of the burnt mantis men had climbed onto the platform below, only a few steps away.
A few were already climbing up the last hill, while others clung to them, naturally forming a human ladder.
"No, I have to defend down there."
Meng Fei pulled out his dagger and said to Xiaoluo and Qi Mei:
"You two are responsible for keeping an eye on Qingmang. You must not leave, and you must not let her die.
"We have to hold on until Suzaku kills the God of Death, and then we can go out together!"
After talking about 20 million, Meng Fei left Qingmang to Xiaoluo and Qi Mei, then he started micro-management and jumped off the stone wall.
He first stepped on the shoulder of a mantis zombie, then stabbed the opponent in the middle of the head with his sword, and then stabbed him violently.
Under the control of micro-control, his move was extremely accurate. The impact was just enough to make this thing's head completely bloom.
Then he aimed at the other zombie sacrifice, dodged the mantis arm, and slashed his neck with a sword.
Sure enough, the tricks learned in "Resident Evil" to deal with zombies are effective. Headshots are always more useful than hacking and slashing.
It was useless no matter how many mantis arms the mantis man had without his head. They fell off the cliff one by one like broken stones.
Meng Fei cleared the platform below within ten seconds, and then began to smash down with the mantis corpses and rocks.
He actually temporarily resisted the tide of corpses!
Xiaoluo looked at the woman that Meng Fei had entrusted to her with some serious disappointment.
Her skin was like eggshell-thin white porcelain. Her hair was like black crystal pulled into strands. Her face was as pale as ice.
God, this woman is so beautiful. Even if I am a woman, I still think this woman is so beautiful.
A lustful man like Mr. Hema is definitely irresistible.
Ruined. She was surrounded by despair.
