Fang Wuhan stared at the balcony above that was getting farther and farther away from him, and the old man who was looking at him with his back bent.

"The key is a black fan, either life or death!" The old man's vicious voice sounded again from above.

Before Fang Wuhan came back to his senses, the feeling of shattering from his whole body immediately came, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes instantly turned black, and a fatal pain came from the back of his head.

His eyes were fixed on the sky, but there was nothing in front of him, his mouth, nose, and respiratory tract were full of blood, and the feeling of being crushed all over his body.

I don't know how long it took for the first light to appear in front of his eyes, and what he saw was still a gray-black sky, as if a dozen layers of dark clouds were pressed together; He slowly got up, and the bones and skin of his body felt like they were slowly being torn apart.

Was he thrown straight down without any cushioning? No, it's so high, his body can't bear it, it should be the problem of the illusion, the illusion has seriously injured him, and he wants to find the key here, and the old man said that the key is a black fan?

The surroundings are surprisingly quiet, although this place is very similar to the earth, but if he is on the earth, he must be surrounded by zombies at this time, because his facial features are almost bleeding, and the fall just now is not light.

Fang Wuhan looked around for a place where the "black fan" might be placed, but there seemed to be a school around him, and he was lying on the school's playground, which was surrounded by a large barbed wire, but only one building was not enclosed.

He limped towards the building, and on the way, he observed his surroundings again, as if it was about to rain heavily, everything around him was damp, and the building in front of him was also dark black because the air was too humid, and there was a sense of depression invisibly.

He was ready to deal with danger, the ninja blade on his waist was still there, and the communication crystal was still there; Except for the fact that he was taken a bit, everything was fine.

After a while, he walked downstairs to the black building, which was like a dormitory building, with rooms every few meters, and there were clotheslines hanging outside the rooms, and even throwing quilts and basins outside some of the rooms; Fang Wuhan couldn't help but wonder, the scene in front of him was very similar to the scene of people fleeing in a panic at the beginning of the apocalypse, but this was an illusion, could it be that something in the illusion made the people here panic, or did Di Xiusuo deliberately make the illusion look like this, and had another plan?

Thinking about it, Fang Wuhan walked to the first room at the end of the first floor, in order not to miss some details, he decided to look for it room by room, even if it was messy inside, he couldn't ignore some details, and strive to find the black fan once, he didn't want to fall a second time.

Some rooms on the entire first floor have locked doors, and some don't even close the door, Fang Wuhan searched "door to door", and even opened some suitcases inside to see it, and also searched the ground and walls to see if there was any dark room structure, but he didn't find anything on the first floor, he was going to go to the second floor, but the staircase on the second floor was locked by a wire door, which was not difficult for him, the ninja blade was unsheathed, and the door lock was cut with a knife.

When he stepped on the first step to the second floor, a thunderstorm sounded in the sky that shook the whole world, and he was startled, but before he could understand what had happened, the whole world seemed to be filled with roars, like the war cry of the three hundred Spartan warriors.

Fang Wuhan suddenly panicked, only to hear his upstairs and downstairs full of dense footsteps, as if the school had carried out an earthquake fire drill; He stayed where he was, and after a while, he was surrounded by hundreds of "people".

These people were all wearing light cloth clothes similar to him, but they didn't really come to hold an earthquake and fire drill, Fang Wuhan could hear it, they appeared out of thin air, there must have been some mechanism in the stairwell leading to the second floor that was triggered by him, these people suddenly appeared, but they are not good stubble, these people all have weapons in their hands!

These people in cloth clothes really ran towards him like the three hundred Spartan warriors who were fighting against the water, brandishing the weapons in their hands and running towards him, he drew his sword, and he didn't care about any moves, he just turned in a circle, and the double knives spun rapidly like spinning tops, leaving blood marks on the chests and abdomen of those people.

But he fainted after just a few turns, after all, this kind of "crowd tactic" is the first time he has seen it, and it came so suddenly, no one can find a way to deal with it in an instant, in the countless swords and swords, he was not less stabbed, his back and arms were cut bloody, if he went on like this, he would have to be hacked to death here sooner or later.

In the next second, the thunder flashed on the blades of the two ninja blades, and he took several stabs in vain in order to condense the power of the thunder ninja, and it was time to turn the passive into the active!

The two steel knives instantly turned into two thunder whips and whipped back and forth in the narrow stairwell, and he named this move "Thunder Purgatory", which was also the strongest range of knife formations he could hit without the help of magic.

Blood was flying in the stairwell, and even the chalk skin on the walls was slashed and scattered, and the roars of those people were instantly replaced by screams.

The knife array lasted for more than ten seconds, and the entire stairwell on the second floor was full of corpses, but there were still countless people pouring down from the stairs, and the people behind them were also filling the empty spaces in the stairwell one after another.

It only took less than a dozen seconds for these people to replace the people killed in the sword array, and the battle situation turned around in the blink of an eye.

"What kind of thing do I rely on you!" He roared angrily, took out an "egg" wrapped in bandages from the hilt of the ninja blade, and threw the "egg" to the ground, a burst of purple smoke instantly dispersed, and Fang Wuhan disappeared in an instant.

A second later, he appeared on the outer wall of the stairwell on the third floor, with the ground below him, and if he "overturned" and fell now, the pain should be no less than when he first arrived......

The crowd also discovered his location and barricaded him against the outer wall.

It seems that he can't kill not only these people, but he can't find the black fan with peace of mind; Thinking about it, he gritted his teeth, and rushed into the building, several heads flew up in an instant, and pillars of blood poured out of the bodies of those people like fountains, and the whole scene was bloody.

The slaughter became faster when he had done the killing, and his twin knives stabbed the heads or hearts of those men with unerring accuracy, perhaps slicing through several carotid arteries or cutting off several heads along the way......

The originally black and gloomy building was stained red with blood, and it became a haunted house-like "murder building." ”

Since he turned on "Kill Mode", the men's weapons never touched him again, and hundreds of people were cleaned up in a matter of minutes.

Fang Wuhan squatted on the first step of the stairs that were not stained with much blood, panting, he hadn't seen so many "living people" for a long time, and he couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart, but he didn't plan to take these people out of the illusion and into reality, because these people were obviously NPCs set up by Di Xiuso in the illusion, and to put it bluntly, they were used to kill...... He's just ...... "making the most of it"......

Thinking about it, he got up and walked to the second floor, intending to start from the second floor to find the whole building again, he walked slowly down the "staircase" composed of corpses, and finally when he reached the second floor, a "dog gnawed mud" fell down.

"I'll fight your mother......" he covered his chin that was hurt by the fall, and subconsciously burst out foul mouth; The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, with his ability to balance, even if the person below was alive or even moving, he could almost walk down smoothly, but just now it was obviously the corpse on the ground that was jerked by something before he fell, what was that dragging?

He stared at the corpses, not knowing if it was because of his physical exhaustion or if he had a problem with the fall at the beginning, and he felt a little dizzy.

"I'll ...... What's going on......" He held his head in one hand and the iron door in the other, and began to wonder if there was something else wrong with this illusion; But even if he closed his eyes, he could feel the slight spinning sensation, could it really be that he had a problem?

In the next second, a corpse on the stairs "slidied" on its own, and it dawned on him that this was not his problem at all, it was the whole building moving by itself!

He opened his eyes suddenly, observing the building, just like the one that was transformed by his body back then, and in some places there were even "small whirlpools", and some walls could clearly be seen flowing like liquid, and the whole building was slowly deformed at a very slow speed!

He swallowed and panicked instantly; This building seems to have four or five floors, and he has just started the second floor, and with the speed of the building's deformation, he has no time to look for it as slowly as he did just now!

He put away his twin knives and rushed to the first room on the second floor as if fleeing for his life, and he ran down the corridor, and there seemed to be countless hoarse roars besides the sound of his own footsteps; He turned his head, his pupils filled with corpses that had risen from the ground......