The three members of the Silver Hand looked at each other, and they saw the answer in each other's eyes.
A cold light flashed by, and at the same time, the three members of the Silver Hand pierced his heart with the sharp blades in their hands.
Not a word of struggle, not a word of begging for mercy.
They chose to die at the first opportunity to keep the secrets in their hearts. What the demons will always get will only be their corpses, and they will never hear any information from their mouths.
Even if there is only one word, they are stingy about saying it.
The bright red blood bloomed under the bodies of the three people, silently moisturizing the parched earth.
They knew very well that this mysterious demon could approach them without them noticing, and its strength was already beyond what they could handle. Continuing to struggle would only give the other party more time to torture them and extract information.
So, they choose death.
"Damn it, are all humans crazy?" Black Dragon looked at the three members of the Silver Hand who died in front of him in surprise. He never thought that humans would act so decisively.
In the last battle between gods and demons, it was obviously not like this!
Pleading, crying, panic, these things that should appear in humans, he did not see even a little bit.
Tian Jue once said before that the humans in the desert city seemed to be crazy and wanted to die. Black Jiao still thought it was ridiculous. Isn't it the habit of humans to live in an ignoble way? How could they give up the chance to live?
Only now did Heijiao understand that what Tian Jue said was true.
This group of human beings, whom they have always despised, have really changed.
Not getting any clues, Black Dragon was very upset. He thought of the human being caught by the monster, and a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart. However, just after he let the monster fly down, he saw the caught Bai Yin.
The member of the Hand had already bitten his tongue and committed suicide. The dazzling blood dyed his white clothes red. His head hung slightly, and there seemed to be a smile of relief at the corner of his mouth.
"Madman." Hei Jiao tossed his sleeves angrily. The result of successfully capturing a human being was actually like this, which was hard for him to accept.
"I don't believe it anymore. Human beings have really changed their temper! Keep looking for me!" Black Dragon did not give up. He believed that he would always find those humans who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and would honestly tell him the information he wanted.
The black dragon flew away quickly on the monster beast, and he went to find his next target.
The four members of the Silver Hand fell in a pool of blood, just like that silently, their lives passing away in the wind.
It wasn't until a long time later that three very small monsters emerged from under the three members of the Silver Hand. They looked like ordinary rabbits, but they were a little different. They nestled next to their masters, with snow-white fur.
Dyeing red with blood, they reluctantly rubbed their master's cold cheek.
For a moment of tenderness, they knew that the masters who had been with them for a long time were dead.
Several monsters covered in blood suddenly rolled on the dirty soil, until their originally smooth and neat fur became filthy and blended with the color of the earth. Only then did they return to the members of the Silver Hand.
Next to him, one of the monsters took out a small wooden sign from its owner's clenched hand. On the small wooden sign, two words were twisted and carved lightly, "Divide the troops."