Chen Yang and others were almost confused. For a moment, they couldn't tell whether it was a miracle or whether they were still hallucinating.
"Look there."
Chen Yang reminded in a low voice and raised his hand.
Everyone followed the sound.
I saw only a few Puranana believers who had followed the old white man forward, but were trampled by war elephants, picked to death by ivory tusks, and cut with swords. Their mutilated corpses were disappearing little by little.
The next second, everyone's expressions changed. They finally realized that they had guessed it was an illusion before, but because the smell of blood was real, they couldn't tell why?
The mutilated corpse disappeared, but the corpse that died even more miserably and suffocatedly reappeared in everyone's sight.
The man who was thought to have been trampled to death by the war elephant had bullet holes all over his body, and he didn't know how many bullets he had received.
There was the credit of the old white man, and also the result of the panicked attack of the people with submachine guns from the afterlife sect.
This man who was almost beaten into a sack was lucky.
The other two people hugged each other, one of them had his throat torn open, and the other's eyes were gouged out. Finally, they hugged each other and died together in a pool of blood.
The strong smell of blood emanates from their bodies.
"None of what we saw was real."
Chen Yang shook his head and sighed:
"The loess wall cannot collapse, and there are no war elephants or warriors. They are just fighting each other, scaring themselves and killing themselves.
horrible!"
Chen Yang's face was full of solemnity.
Apparently, something poisonous came out from behind the hole that the old white man had shoveled open with his sappers, along with the stale smell.
The poison that permeated the air had a strong hallucinogenic effect, causing the Puranana believers who inhaled too much in the front to fight each other to death.
Chen Yang and the Reincarnated Goddess were lagging behind, their reactions were quick, and they inhaled much less than the old white man and others.
But even so, under the influence of toxins, they were able to make up the images they had seen before.
"Then...what should we do?"
"Exit?"
Hu Tu swallowed his saliva and said tremblingly.
He was really a little scared.
Grave robbing was not as legendary or romantic as the stories he heard from his elders, but rather terrifying, bloody, and could result in loss of life at any time.
Hu Tu had no doubt that if he had been the one to break the wall instead of the old white man and the others, he would be the one lying on the ground right now.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but cast a grateful look at Zhu Wuneng.
It was this old uncle who had deceived him just now. The forwards sent by the Rebirth Sect had no intention of attacking him.
Hu Tu was scared and grateful at the same time, but when he looked over, he found that Chen Yang and others were looking at him with strange eyes.
"that......"
Hu Tu shrank his neck and subconsciously protected the back of his head, "...I'm not afraid, I'm saying let's get a gas mask or something before we come back."
Chen Yang and Zhu Wuneng looked at each other, secretly amused.
Exit?
How can it be?
There is a dragnet outside. I wonder what the people of Chen State are going to do when they are fighting with people from thousands of families from all over the world?
How is it possible to get out?
Or if you say you've gone out, how can you get in?
They looked at the people of the Purana Sect again, their eyes full of pity.
Those believers of the afterlife sect, no matter how many gods they have and how they have been brainwashed? What is the harvest in the end? When they go out, every one of them will be left in the cold.
Whether it is Chen Yang or other thousand-year-old families, as long as a winner emerges, there is no reason to let them go.