Mu Wenshan raised his head and looked at the mirror in the distance again.

His figure reflected in the mirror was becoming more and more blurred.

And Mu Wenshan's footsteps are getting heavier and heavier.

From five meters to two meters, these three meters, Mu Wenshan walked for a full five minutes.

And at the moment when there were still two meters left from that door, Mu Wenshan couldn't walk anymore.

He felt as if he was petrifying, transforming like a huge, stiff stone, at this moment, most of his body was almost unconscious, only his brain and consciousness were still turning, he could feel that every cell in his body was silent, and the countless mitochondria that were urging his body to burst out with amazing power were also quieting, this body, was dying, little by little from a living posture, into a corpse.

It was as if someone was singing a lullaby in his body, and his body would respond and fall into eternal sleep.

In the mirror, he has almost completely faded, as if in reality he is dead at all, and even his soul has been scattered - and it is impossible for the mirror to reflect a person who does not exist.

One step further, even one step, is likely to be death.

Mu Wenshan finally paused, lowered his head with difficulty, he looked at his fingers that needed more than ten seconds to tremble slightly, and said in disbelief: "What the hell is this...... What kind of power is it...... What kind of power is it...... It can be done to the point where it goes......

"There is no need for any substantial attack, there is no need for a face-to-face collision, that's all...... Just kill me here?

"What kind of power is this that can obliterate me in such a way?

"What is this world? Xenodimensional? Or is it an illusion? In this world, how can there be an illusion that can do this......

"Are you that god?

"Are you the god of those monsters?

"Or are you the door, you, trying to kill me?

"Who is it?

"Are you guys killing Mr. Su like this?

"Don't you even show up and say a word to me and tell me you're going to kill me?"

Mu Wenshan roared at the empty world, which meant that there was also a moment of horror and even fear in his heart.

- No one would face such a death without fear, not even knowing what was going on, just like that, a ridiculous and strange death in the process of advancing.

Mu Wenshan was not afraid of dying in battle, but he was afraid of such an unknown way to die, he didn't even know who killed him, what force killed him, and most importantly, he couldn't do anything.

Mu Wenshan is over 70 years old this year.

He knows better than anyone that he can't keep up with the times, he doesn't understand anything, his thinking is rigid, without that enviable talent, he is not even qualified to stand on the battlefield, he can't even use a tablet.

What he had never told anyone was, and he still couldn't understand what dark energy and evil gods meant.

But he himself knows it, he understands it better than anyone else—

He's old.

He is really old, he is already the age of being a grandfather and a grandfather, the age of embracing illness and lying on the couch, the battlefield should not belong to him, he just holds on.

All the way before, he had the support of the military, and everything was arranged by the military, so that he could be a good Mu team, step by step, to today, without any mistakes, but now, he has completely lost contact with the military and is alone.

Therefore, at this moment, in the face of such a scene, his heart began to waver, and he even began to doubt whether he was really suitable to step into such a war, maybe someone younger and more educated than him would do better than him...... Maybe...... I should have admitted that I was old and should have rested a long time ago.

Mu Wenshan didn't know what to do right.

Just now he thought that he and Su Chen were probably trapped in a mechanism, and breaking the mirror might be the solution to the problem of the two of them, but at this moment, in the face of imminent death, he couldn't be sure.

He can continue to move forward, but in that case, he will definitely pay the price of death, and now on the battlefield, he and Su Chen are the last hope.

Su Chen had already fallen there, if he hadn't been able to help him, but had died so absurdly......

So, this battle is really over......

Mu Wenshan's stiff arm was trembling slightly.

For the first time in seventy years, he was terrified and hesitant on the battlefield.

My choice, my judgment, is it really right?

Should I just go to death?

Mu Wenshan raised his head and looked at the mirror.

In that mirror, he was also looking at him, his face blurred, like a faceless man, sneering at his old age and dullness.

……

Zhao Miaomiao and Qiao Zheng were standing side by side on the roof of the off-road vehicle, their eyes swept over the monster that was roaring and attacking, I don't know how many times they looked in the direction of the door, and said anxiously: "Team Mu also stopped, what the hell is going on, why didn't he call Mr. Su?" Why didn't he move either? Team Muslim ...... Mr. Su......"

Qiao Zheng also took the time to take a look over there, only to see that within the open space where the door was located, Su Chen was still kneeling on the ground, his head lowered, and even the hand supporting his body with a knife began to tremble violently, but Mu Wenshan had already crossed Su Chen and walked farther away, even a step away from the door, but stopped here, looking down at his own body, still silent and motionless.

These two people, who pinned the last hope on the entire battlefield, were frozen there.

And in the battlefield, countless monsters are swarming, Qiao Zheng doesn't know that no one else is fighting yet, but he is here to be the last position.

Around the off-road vehicle, there are only a few people left, or there are more talented, most of the soldiers have been almost damaged when they see the evil god, and because most of the people who participate in the war are powerful talents, so their small battlefield can be struggling to support until now.

Despite this, the total annihilation of the army was still only in the blink of an eye.

They could only look in the direction of the door over and over again, hoping and hoping that those two people would be able to end this.

Not only them, but in the countless corners of the battlefield, in the remote Black River survivor base, despair and panic are spreading, and people even begin to pray......

And in the middle of the battlefield, above the open space in front of the door, Su Chen was still holding the ground with a Miao knife, his head was lowered, and the blood was flowing down from his face armor drop by drop, and the ground under him seemed to be bearing some kind of incredible power, and those broken stones were crumbling and exploding more finely every second, turning into powder, and Su Chen's body was also shaking and sinking, but he did not fall down for a long time.

He was still holding on to his sword, and he would not fall.

Refuse to prostrate.

He refused to bow down.

……

In the empty world, there is dead silence.

The smooth mirror calmly reflects the faded reflection of Muwen Mountain.

In the space, not even a trace of wind can be felt.

Death, most likely, is the next step.

The old man began to look behind him frequently, his body began to gradually crumble, and a certain thought began to emerge.

Maybe I should go back and find Su Chen in the previous position, maybe that's the way to wake him up.

Maybe......

Little by little, the thought took root in the old man's mind, turned into a clear thought, and then he really took a step back.

If you take the first step back, there is a second step.

Taking two meters back like this, Mu Wenshan raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror.

Sure enough, he was becoming clearer, and only the silhouette of the Faceling reappeared as himself, except that there was always something different about it.

Mu Wenshan didn't pay much attention, took a step back, and anxiously looked for Su Chen, who had just seen it in a flash.

But......

He saw nothing, nothing but himself and his reflection in this empty world.

However, Mu Wenshan didn't want to give up, and stared at the blank position over and over again, looking for and looking forward to it.

In this way, I don't know how long it took for him to finally realize that it was impossible for him to find Su Chen, so he had to turn his head and look at the mirror again—the only thing in this world.

The self in the mirror has gradually become clear with his retreat, but Mu Wenshan still feels that there is something different.

Be...... What's the difference?

He just looked at it...... Looking at ......

Finally, at one point, he finally found that little difference.

In the mirror, he held his head high and his posture high, just like he did when he joined the army countless years ago.

And now, he is hunched over, a seventy-year-old man with a crazy face.

Mu Wenshan looked at this scene in amazement.

In the mirror, he was silently staring at him.

And so, for a long time, for a long time......

The old man laughed slowly.

"That's ...... A reflection of my soul?

"Original...... So......

"I see......

"Huh...... Hahaha......

"To go forward is to die......

"Go back and you live.

"You're telling me—

"Once I am close to my soul.

"Will I be annihilated?

"Ten meters is survival, two meters is the limit, and one meter is death.

"I will die here with my soul.

"Do you want me to kill myself?"

There was still no response, and in this illusory world, it seemed that Mu Wenshan was alone, so there could never be any response.

But this moment...... The old man didn't seem to expect any response.

He looked at his palm, and it took a full minute and a half to clench it into a fist, the light in his eyes flickering, and just like that, he stepped forward again.

"I ......

"I can't understand it.

"I can't understand how that was done.

"Maybe you're the god they call you, maybe you didn't even look at me, and it's just some kind of mechanism, because I'm weak and can only die.

"But, I don't believe it.

"I'm not going to admit it, I'm going to die here like that.

"It's just obliterated here.

"I'm Mu Wenshan.

"I was born seventy years ago, I joined the army at the age of eighteen and fought in the Nordic War at the age of twenty.

"I was the best striker in that fight.

"I once killed 103 people on the battlefield.

"For the next 50 years, it was my glory and conversation.

"My biggest dream was to be able to pick up arms again and step on the battlefield.

"And today, my dream has come true, and God has given me new opportunities and unparalleled abilities.

So, I was here again.

"The Great Retreat of Yuanliao, the Black River Blockade Battle......

"And then to this moment......

"Before I knew it, I was no longer the little warrior I once was.

"I'm Mu Wenshan, I'm the Mu team in everyone's mouth, and I'm an S-level talent with only three in Yuanliao City-

"There are so many people who look to me as their hope and their example to me.

"They pinned their hopes on me.

"Hopefully, I'll be able to put an end to this.

"Perhaps......

"I'm worthless in front of you.

"Even if you kill me, you won't even say a word to me.

"The way to kill me is to let me die like this.

"But I can't just die.

"I don't know exactly what kind of power this is, but ......

"You want me to kill myself, that's, it's impossible......

"Because—

"No one can kill me so absurdly!!"

In the last sentence, Mu Wenshan's voice was as sonorous as thunder.

In the empty world, Mu Wenshan slowly took another step forward.

In his body, new power was bursting out, countless mitochondria that had been silent began to leap under his shouts, and countless cells began to let out high-pitched screams.

New forces are gathering and brewing.

The old man's body was straightening up little by little, like an undefeated pine.

However, the body in the mirror is still irreversibly blurred, gradually disappearing completely, life and death, reversed in this moment.

The old man's voice was old, but firm and condensed.

"Even if you are a god.

Even if it's the power of God.

"I must ......

"Nope.

"I have to do what I have to do.

"Dead comrades, living soldiers, they are all looking at me......"

"That's what I had to do."

Another step, step hard!

"People at the research institute told me that there is no upper limit to my ability......"

The old man's body is moving forward.

"It's just that the more powerful I use, the faster I'll die."

In the mirror, he was on the verge of disappearing completely, but his flesh and blood body was rising with billowing steam, as if it had been rejuvenated.

"Since I'm going to die

"Since I'm going to die myself.

"It must not have been anyone who decided that I would die.

"It's me.

"I will never agree with the death and limitations you have defined for me.

Let's take a look.

"What the experts said —

"How far can the infinite power of rotten wood reach!!!

"If you are a god.

"I'm willing to challenge you with my life!!"

Mu Wenshan is moving forward, every step is so stable, as if a real mountain is advancing, every step falls, his steps are heavy and firm, every second, he is becoming stronger, the aura that erupts in his body is soaring all the way, even surpassing Su Chen, surpassing the first person of the so-called third caste...... Magnificent to unbeatable heights!

His waist was straight inch by inch, his old white hair gradually turned black, and the flash in his pupils did not waver at any time, at this moment, he seemed to have returned to his youth, and every aspect of his body, body and consciousness had reached the heyday of his life, giving people the feeling that it was like a towering giant tree that had grown for thousands of years and was unshakable.

Deadwood.

Spring.

That's his talent.

That's the source of his strength.

Even if he is denied to a solidified death, he will draw new sprouts, just like a rotten tree in spring, the vitality and strength of that moment will surely overcome all the death that will eventually come.

Even if it's just for a moment, it's too brilliant to look at.

"I came with all the hopes on my back.

"Now......

"All will see the flame of dawn that I have lit!"

Mu Wenshan took the last step in high spirits, crossed the eight-meter limit of death, and came to the mirror.

Mu Wenshan was all over his body, every cell was roaring and roaring, every muscle and every nerve was high-spirited and excited.

His strength soared to the limit at this moment, and the heavy fist carried his lifelong will through it, moving forward indomitably, shattering the calm mirror.

Broken.

Countless fragments of mirrors, refracted and fallen.

The world of perception of deception collapsed magnificently before him.

And in his body, the organs are failing, the blood vessels are bursting, the power of the rotten wood is collapsing, and the solidified state is surging again, about to freeze his life forever.

At the last glance, Mu Wenshan looked back behind him and saw another dark figure behind him, but it was like a new life, rising high, drawing his sword inch by inch.

His lips quirmed.

I'm old

I can't go any further

Next, it's up to you

The last picture in the reflection of the broken mirror, the figure of this warrior, completely faded and disappeared.

On the battlefield where the fire flickered, his figure was frozen in the most glorious moment of his life.

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