Wu Ming, who lowered his head, slowly raised his head. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Blood-red eyes, face covered with strange lines. With the addition of his lips, Wu Ming disappeared directly in place, leaving an afterimage that slowly dissipated again.

This time, it appeared directly in front of those island players. With a wave of the scythe in his hand, the players of the island country within a kilometer turned into white light and disappeared. Countless players screamed in horror, and some players ran away into the distance.

Looking at the players who had fled, Wu Ming laughed. The scythe in his hand plunged into the earth, and countless chains emerged from the ground. The island players who escaped there will have a cool time.

"This demon won't let us go. Fight with him, long live the empire" A player from the island nation rushed towards Wu Ming with a shout.

Wu Ming smiled and looked at the island country player who ran towards him. The body disappeared in place, and instantly appeared in front of the player of that island nation. His right hand ran straight through his heart, and he still held a beating heart in his hand.

"Bang"

It shattered, the minced flesh splattered everywhere, and the blood stained Wu Ming's hands red. There's no trace of feeling, it's still the same little demonic smile. The body disappeared in place again, and the Death Scythe was still stuck in the ground.

He didn't use any weapons, as if his hands were weapons. Once again, he tore an island player in half, and looked at the island players around him with red eyes. As if looking for prey, all the players who swept past under Wu Ming's eyes unconsciously retreated.

Some are wailing, some are screaming, some are begging for mercy. But Wu Ming didn't react at all, still with that smile. The Death Scythe stuck in the ground slowly turned red from the bottom, as if it was stained red with blood.

Blood flowed like rivers, and corpses spread the earth. It's a Shura field, and no corpse is complete. The faces of each of the dead were filled with horror.

The palm runs through the heart of the last person. Slowly falling towards the ground, the player of the island country looked relieved. Looking at the empty land of flesh and blood, Wu Ming kept disappearing and appearing, all the way to the side of the Death Scythe.

The Death Scythe was pulled out of the earth, and the originally black blade was dyed blood-red. Holding the Death Scythe, Wu Ming slowly walked into the distance.

The mythical forum here has already fallen out, and I was stunned by what Wu Ming did. According to reports, the number of mentally ill people in the island country is rising rapidly. Today's psychiatric hospitals are full, and these mentally ill people have all participated in this battle.

The government of the island country even demanded that Wu Ming be handed over and the law should be corrected on the spot. But there is no one who birds it, but it itself is shouting. The others were curious about what happened to Wu Ming, and the people in the studio and guild were all in a hurry.

No matter how he sent a message to Wu Ming, he didn't react at all, and he also felt that something big seemed to have happened. The current Wu Ming is not the same person as the usual Wu Ming at all, and everyone's hearts are very worried.

Every mythical weapon possesses great power. The Scythe of Death is also famous among mythical weapons, and its power is beyond imagination. Even if it was the Death Scythe that had not fully grown, Wu Ming did not dare to use it to seal it with its power.

But this time there was no way, Wu Ming unlocked the seal. The endless soul directly suppressed Wu Ming's consciousness in a corner of the spiritual space. Wu Ming outside is just a scythe of death, plus a consciousness transformed by Wu Ming's subconscious.

If it weren't for Wu Ming giving the Grim Reaper Scythe, he would have refined it for a while. Now that he doesn't even have a conscious body, Wu Ming, who is in the mental space, is trying to find a way to regain control of his body.

I wanted to rush out countless times, but every time I was pressed back by those countless souls. Every soul here, or human, or monster. They all died under Wu Ming's hands, looking at Wu Ming with a resentful face.

If it weren't for Wu Ming being the owner of the Death Scythe, it would probably have been torn to pieces by these souls. Although this did not happen, Wu Ming is also very dangerous now. After a long time, Wu Ming may only become a consciousness. The consciousness in one's own body becomes oneself.

Definitely can't become those, Wu Ming gritted his teeth and rushed towards the endless soul again.

Wu Ming is working hard here, and the players in the island countries outside don't dare to go out of the city. Wu Ming's current consciousness still knows that the main city is dangerous. Just hanging out outside, as long as you see a player from an island country, you will send him back directly.

Now the players who are doing the city are basically walking, and there are basically not many people who are offline. Maybe it was because he had been shopping for a long time, and Wu Ming fell asleep on a piece of grass.

As soon as the blood-red eyes opened, a scythe was already on a person's neck. didn't kill her directly, Wu Ming shook his neck. looked at her suspiciously, very familiar, but very unfamiliar. But he told himself that he decided not to hurt her.

Even if she dies, she can't be hurt in the slightest. Wu Ming slowly put down the sickle in his hand and looked at this familiar and unfamiliar face suspiciously.

Chen Yixuan looked at the person in front of him, although the body was his. But in his eyes she read the strangeness, and tears flowed down her eyes.

This time she was alone, as she said when she left. Wu Ming is a member of our studio, and I am the owner of the studio, so I brought him back as a matter of course. But is this still him?

Shaking his head, Wu Ming turned around and lay down. Now he feels so tired and needs to rest. As for the people around her, she told herself that she would not hurt herself.

Chen Yixuan lay down beside Wu Ming and looked at Wu Ming like this. Time passed slowly until some of the dead appeared.

Players from two island nations walked towards here.

"Honda-kun, did you say that demon is gone?"

"Definitely, he...."

The palms of both hands pierced their hearts at the same time, and then crushed them.

It wasn't until he saw all this with his own eyes that Chen Yixuan felt how bloody it was. She felt like she was going to throw up, and she bent down and retched a few times. The mood slowly calmed down, and I didn't look at the scene just now.

took out a bottle of water and slowly washed Wu Ming's hands, but when the blood was washed away. Wu Ming's hands were still blood-red, and he rubbed his hands a few times unwillingly, only to find that those hands could no longer be washed.

Wu Ming just looked at Chen Yixuan, although he was very puzzled, he still felt quite comfortable.