More and more people died, and no one woke up except the wanderers. The surroundings could already be called corpses everywhere, and hundreds of people were immersed in the illusion created by Fang Zhuge's power, trying to commit suicide in various ways like walking corpses.

For the rest of his life, he couldn't bear it, and he wanted to save people, but he was stopped by the blacksmith.

"You can't save them," the blacksmith shook his head, "the Konjin Army may arrive at any time, how can you guarantee that this group of people will not betray our whereabouts and appearance in front of Yushiro? What's more, even if you do save them, it is pointless, they will all die, do you think the Konjin Army will spare their lives?"

The rest of his life surrounded him, and by the moonlight he could faintly see one fallen figure after another, and the whispers in the various illusions in his ears had gradually disappeared, and he could only occasionally hear exclamations and noises from a little farther away.

"Why not?" Yu Sheng's eyes gradually reddened, both sympathy and anger and puzzlement.

The blacksmith sneered, not surprised by the performance of the rest of his life.

"You see," said the blacksmith's hand, drawing a wide circle behind him, "this is a slum, and the people here are not as good as the dogs of the rich people, they only have today and no tomorrow, and even half of them don't know if they will have enough to eat at the next meal." Not to mention the arrogant high-ranking officials of the empire, even they themselves did not regard themselves as human beings. ”

The blacksmith patted Yu Sheng on the shoulder, relieved that Yu Sheng still retained his respect for life, but also felt a little ridiculous.

"So, do you think Yushiro could have used the Sky Lock on this group?" asked the blacksmith.

The rest of his life was speechless, and the people around him no longer needed him to save him, and they were almost dead. And he himself had to admit that what the blacksmith said was indeed very possible, because he had been a victim of the arrogant officials of the Empire.

The slum was covered with cobweb-like paths, and a few people sneaked into the alleys, and soon no moans and cries could be heard in their ears.

But the faces of several people were still solemn, and Yu Sheng didn't expect that the second operation he participated in as a wanderer would not start well, and they were almost wiped out before they could really face each other with the Divine Army.

Yu Sheng didn't know why Fang Zhuge chose to leave when a few people were in an illusion, instead of taking advantage of everyone's powerlessness to resist directly, but no one dared to guarantee that there would be this kind of good luck next time.

The rest of his life did not dare to hand over his life to unpredictable luck, and the blacksmith obviously thought so too, and he was silent all the way, trying to crack Fang Zhuge's ability to try to find a way to break the game.

The danger just now really scared the blacksmith, this group of young people came out of the coffee shop by him, and of course he had to take them all back.

The thought of backing down had even begun to slowly creep through the blacksmith's mind, and for the blacksmith, he would rather give up the operation than risk everyone just like that.

It was hard for the blacksmith to imagine any of the group who had been rescued by the Near-God Army during this operation, and how he would have faced the store manager when he returned.

What the blacksmith didn't tell the three young men was that in his heart, this was not a battle to determine life and death, and Fang Zhuge was not the god who both sides were looking for, and the current Fang Zhuge was just a beast that had lost his mind.

This beast cannot be tamed or controlled, and its presence will only bring chaos to both the Near-God Army and the Wanderers.

Tang Tang stared at the instep of his feet, pursed his lips, and when he thought of what happened in the illusion, two faint pink patches would appear on Tang Tang's face, and the only thing that reassured her was that the other three people didn't seem to notice her.

Tang Tang's hair blown by the night breeze flew up gently, and as time passed, she could already completely distinguish between illusion and reality. But this clear distinction made her even more embarrassed, because it meant that whatever left and right did to her in the illusion was only a fantasy in her head in the end.

Realizing this, Tang Tang sulked in her heart for a while, but she didn't know whether this anger was right or to herself. Several times she couldn't help but want to turn her head and stare at the guy, but the thought of other people around her could only hold back.

Left and right didn't know the contradictory thoughts in Tang Tang's heart, the powerful controller was as quiet and obedient as a good quail at this time, just lowered his head and silently followed behind a few people, raising his eyes from time to time to sweep over the partner in front of him.

The left and right eyes would occasionally stay behind Tang Tang for an extra second curiously, and there was an inexplicable heartbeat in confusion.

But for the scene just now, left and right didn't actually think too much. The more brutal scenes had been seen many times left and right, and the tragic situation caused by Fang Zhuge would appear in almost every powerful head-on conflict with the gods. As for the battle itself, as for how to restrain Fang Zhuge's strength, left and right didn't care. Anyway, there are all the blacksmith uncles here, and the things that use his brain are handed over to others, and he is only responsible for fighting.

Ding Qing was not far from the left and right, and was somewhat out of touch with the team.

Although the illusion has been broken, the emotional turmoil brought by the illusion is far from disappearing.

Ding Qing remembered every scene that happened that day, and even because of the appearance of the illusion, it made her clearer. Not only did she hate Yushiro, she hated Konjinjun, but she also hated herself, hating herself for not preemptively killing all the murderers and accomplices before her parents were killed.

Immediately afterwards, Ding Qing thought of the rest of her life, she touched her face that seemed to be still hot, and looked at the back of Yu Sheng, who was walking in the front, a little confused.

This guy seems to have an inexplicable fate with herself, and every time she is embarrassed and grateful, Ding Qing is a little unsure of what mentality she should treat the rest of her life with.

The wanderers walked silently along the cobweb-like rugged paths of the Empire's largest slum, and occasionally someone on the side of the road looked up at a few people who were obviously out of place with their surroundings, but their faces were expressionless, and they quickly looked away.

The people here may really have nothing, and all that accompanies them is numbness.

The blacksmith took the lead and walked for ten minutes, then turned to the corner of a dilapidated two-story building, and while there was no one around, they gathered around and discussed their next move in a low voice.

Up to now, the blacksmith feels that things have gradually become out of his control, and he begins to miss the time when Chen Yan is by his side, with that guy around, it is not himself who is secretly scratching his head at this time.

"Okay, just now, we have seen Fang Zhuge's ability, what he can do, what kind of damage he can cause," under the gaze of the four young people, the blacksmith played the role of a leader who was not suitable for him, "Although I don't know why the other party didn't completely solve us when we lost the ability to resist, but this kind of risk, let's not take this kind of risk again." ”

Shaking his head left and right: "That guy's ability is too evil, I can't resist it, we need to figure out the range of his ability, if I hide from a distance and attack, I have a way to stun him." ”

"We've seen a god who has been alienated by a body, but no one has ever reached the level of a god like him," Tang Tang said, "and those faces, what's the matter with the face on his body?"

The blacksmith was silent for a moment, and then suddenly sneered, "Those faces, those faces are probably the people he killed." ”

"Huh," there was a burst of sweat left and right, "he cut off his face and stuck it on his body after killing someone, it's disgusting, isn't it?"

Tang Tang frowned when he was told left and right, "Can you not be so perverted~ perverted?"

"It's obviously a blacksmith......" shrank his head left and right, unable to argue.

"It's not what you think," Yu Sheng said, "every face he has can make a sound, it's not a face or a mask, it's alive." ”

"His power...... His strength ...... "thoughtful," the blacksmith received a message saying that Fang Zhuge had killed an old couple, and the family of four still had .......

"Those men are all suicidal," the blacksmith nodded, "similar to the result of our illusion. ”

"It's still different," frowning left and right, "The report says that several people committed suicide, but they all looked normal on the outside, unlike ...... just now."

Thinking back to the tragic scene when the man committed suicide just now, a chill suddenly surged in his heart.

Yu Sheng nodded, "That's right, so either there's a god here, or ......"

"Either the target is killing more and more, and his ability is constantly evolving......" Ding Qing said, "but the speed of this evolution is ......."

"The speed is indeed beyond what we knew in the past, but it is not impossible," the blacksmith has the most say in this point, "The most important thing is that the performance before and after can be completely corresponding, when Fang Zhuge's ability has just awakened, his reason is still there, so the performance of his ability is also more gentle, and as he kills more and more people, ......"

"Those faces!" Yu Sheng woke up suddenly, he suddenly realized, "Those faces on Fang Zhuge's body!"

The eyes of the three people fell on Yu Sheng, and the more Yu Sheng thought about it, the more he made sense, as if the wall in front of him was suddenly knocked down, and the sunlight poured in.

"Don't you understand, those faces are the people killed by Fang Zhuge!" Yu Sheng paced back and forth, organizing his thoughts, "After Fang Zhuge killed, the victim was absorbed by him, which strengthened his ability, but also changed his shape, but the people he absorbed would affect his sanity," the more Yu Sheng thought about it, the clearer it became, "The more people he killed, the more people he attracted, the stronger his ability, and the more chaotic his spirit became!"

"It's like a psychiatric person with multiple personalities who is going through a struggle between personalities for control of the body. The blacksmith added.

"That's right. "And he's going through this pain all the time." ”

"He looks completely insane," Tang Tang recalled the scene just now, Fang Zhuge's expression, words, and behavior when they confronted Fang Zhuge, frowned, and said, "If he has lost his mind, there is no way to join us, do we still have to find a way to take him away?"

"That's the problem. The blacksmith clapped his hands, and there was a rustle on the other side of the wall, and the blacksmith fell silent until a mouse the size of a kitten came in through the hole in the wall, and without looking at the four men, swaggered past the rest of the people, and disappeared at the end of the road.

Looking at the huge mouse with shiny fur, he sweated for the rest of his life, and he looked at the others, and the blacksmith and the left and right faces were not good-looking.

It was Tang Tang, this petite and lovely girl looked at the back of the mouse leaving, her face full of admiration. At one point, Yu Sheng seemed to suspect that he had seen ...... from those big black eyes. A feeding frenzy?

Although Yu Sheng knew that Tang Tang couldn't be judged by the standards of an ordinary girl, this performance made Yu Sheng not know whether to admire or be frightened for a while.

The blacksmith watched the rat leave, and then slowly said what was in his heart, "I thought about it just now, I would rather not have this person than let you be harmed. ”

"Blacksmith ......" Hearing the blacksmith say this, the rest of his life was a little moved.

The blacksmith added in a gruff voice, "Don't show that expression, I'm just saying what's best for all of us, not worrying about you, especially your safety." ”

Yu Sheng scratched his head, Ding Qing glanced at Yu Sheng, and Tang Tang and left and right laughed.

The blacksmith was silent for a moment, "If the target has completely lost his mind and is really unable to communicate, our next goal is to prevent the Near-God Army from getting him." ”

"What should we do?" asked Yu Sheng.

The blacksmith glanced at Yu Sheng and made up his mind, "Kill him." ”

"Okay, I'm glad that we reached a consensus, determined the purpose of this mission, and figured out Fang Zhuge's ability, so now there is still one question left......" looked left and right at the remaining people, shrugged his shoulders, "How to kill Fang Zhuge?"