How easy is it to kill a person on this island?

Under normal circumstances, only one shot is enough at a certain distance, and it will not affect the outcome regardless of whether the opponent dies on the spot or dies due to excessive blood loss from his injuries.

But now, so many people, so many guns, at a distance of twenty or thirty meters, fired at the same time...... Theoretically, the results are certain, right?

However, not only was there no body to be seen, but there was not even a trace of blood, so in full view of everyone, I had no idea where the man had fled.

- Are you meowing at me? Is this man a magician?

It was probably never before that such a ridiculous thing had been encountered, and for a moment all the thugs had a feeling that they couldn't react, and they looked at each other, and they could see the confusion on the faces of their companions.

Until a scream!

Everyone jumped up three feet at the same time, reflexively looking in the direction where the screams were coming from, and then they all suffocated at the same time.

A turban-clad companion writhed wildly, dancing on all fours, but could not prevent him from rolling his eyes, gasping for breath, and being strangled by his own "shadow".

Wait a minute? His own "shadow"? Strangled his neck?

That's right, it was indeed such a surreal scene, a shadow without a three-dimensional sense, the elongated figure from the ground suddenly climbed up, and strangled the guy's own neck.

And then, in less than two seconds—

There was a click, a crisp cracking sound of something, and then the guy in the turban simply stopped struggling, and the whole person fell to the ground without a sound.

“……”

“……”

Everyone only felt their scalps tingle, and the hands holding the guns or bows were trembling, and their eyes widened desperately, and finally with the help of the candle flame in front of the Buddha statue not far away, they saw an abnormal shadow change.

It was like ink that had been knocked over the ground, so thick that it could not be dispersed, but it was always extending at the edges, as if the shadow of some invisible monster on the ground, indicating that it was reaching out to them with its tentacles fangs and claws.

For a moment, I don't know who fired the first shot, everyone else followed suit, and a large number of bullets poured out like no money, interspersed with the shadows of arrows shooting wildly towards the ground.

Whether this kind of behavior is meaningful or not, everyone is not very sure in their hearts, after all, it is a shadow!

But the problem is that they know that this is a shadow, and there is only such a means to fight back.

For a while, the ground was dusty, and in addition to effectively creating a fog effect to obscure everyone's vision, it is unknown how much actual effect there is in other aspects.

"What the hell is this...... What's going on? ”

Sanmantha got up with a frightened face, slowly retreating backwards, still paying attention to the situation at the scene.

Then, she saw with her own eyes that when the group of thugs collectively shot at the ground in a certain direction, a "shadow" suddenly appeared behind a thug and quickly stabbed the person in front of him!

With the head flying high, blood splashed in the air.

Then, in the next moment, the "shadow" had disappeared again, leaving the frightened thugs to turn and shoot desperately at the position.

- They don't care about Sanmantha at all.

And in the process of Shanmantha's atmosphere not daring to breathe, and returning back step by step, what she saw was the scene of the group of robbers being hunted down by some strange things one by one.

The "shadows" went from one at the beginning to many, and they were not afraid of bullets, and they seemed to confuse the enemy, causing some thugs to suddenly turn around and shoot at their companions.

Even if those "shadows" are discovered in time on the way to transfer, there is no meaning, and the bullets do not know why they always miss it!

And even if he hits, he will suddenly scatter his body, and in a burst of "whoosh" wings, he will turn into a group of black things, fly dozens of meters away and recondense into a human form.

Or crows, or bats, far away and at night, and the chaos – the intense gunfire, the frenzied shouts, the screams of fear, the dust, it was hard to see.

Besides, some people have already used grenades in extreme fear, but they have no effect other than to create smoke effects such as larger explosions.

Sanmantha subconsciously thought that it was the latter, that is, the bat. Because she trembled under the pressure of fear, she corresponded this situation with the impression of some fantasy works such as movies she had seen before.

Mr. Mo Chen...... He turned out to be a vampire?

No, vampires or not, at least not humans! Step by step, she retreated backwards, and Sanmantha clearly saw all kinds of strange spell effects.

Some screamed and were dragged into the darkness by the shadows, some were torn apart by the sudden rise of a tree that suddenly turned into a bloodthirsty plant, and some seemed to be controlled and shot at their comrades with a struggling face......

The density of the originally dense gunfire slowly decreased, and the remaining group of thugs began to cry and flee with their fathers and mothers.

Eventually, not having the courage to see the final outcome of this one-sided massacre, and hearing the sound of Matthias's men, who had just left, seemed to be rushing back, Sanmantha resisted the pain in her leg and turned to run.

She couldn't tell how she felt right now, and she was definitely afraid, but she felt like she had peeked into a deeper, more secret world, and saw with her own eyes the supernatural creature that seemed to be disguised as a human......

This faint sense of excitement even outweighed the fear.

Sanmantha's mind was now full of wanting to get back to the camp, and she wanted to ask her friend where she had come across that Mr. Mo Chen, or perhaps something disguised as a human.

What exactly is he trying to do?

Judging from his previous words, it seems that he has known about Matthias for a long time, and he has come with him to achieve a certain purpose...... What the hell is going on, and what secrets are hidden on this island?

At this moment, only a "boom" was heard, and the thunder in the sky swept across the entire island.

As soon as Sanmantha subconsciously raised her head, she felt a hint of coolness coming from her face. She noticed that the wind was howling, and that it was thunderstorming again during the night.

……

……

On the other hand, Mo Chen also stopped the unilateral massacre.

To be honest, these kittens and puppies really don't fall into his eyes, but their number is close to thirty, and at the same time, they use illusion to carry out deep hypnosis, and it costs a lot to interfere with their feelings and thoughts-

It's not impossible, but considering the next problem of preparing to face an ancient evil spirit alone, Mo Chen felt that it was better to try to stay in the best condition.

Mana can be restored at any time, especially in a place like this island, it is really possible to restore mana between breaths, coupled with his own strong magic power ceiling and the demon bone talisman he carries, this power does not need to be used stingily.

But mental power is different, it involves the field of brainpower, mental power, attention, and imagination.

- Unlike magic, the value of the power itself is like a manifestation of the concept of "fatigue".

It is difficult to recover directly, or rather, as long as the person is still awake, he will continue to consume mental power, but because of the difference in what he does, the speed of this consumption is also different.

For example, if you sit in a daze, the consumption of mental power is very small. But if you are racking your brains to do your holiday homework and cope with the inspection of tomorrow's return to school, then the speed of consumption will be relatively much faster.

In such a situation, Mo Chen was naturally more inclined to use spells that mainly consumed more mana, rather than inclined to use spells that were more crisp and neat but mainly consumed more spiritual power.

In fact, this one-sided slaughter was more like a play, after all, there was no need to toss so much, if it was really just to deal with the thugs, he could directly solve the battle in three seconds.

It's just that considering the strength I've improved over this period of time, as well as the newly mastered abilities, I haven't tried it much-

He simply controlled the strength, and instead of killing all of these guys at once, he began to use them as guinea pigs for experiments to help him increase his combat experience and mastery of new abilities.

Otherwise, how could there be such a troublesome thing, these people are all so close to each other. As long as Mo Chen erupts in the bloodthirsty state, it is enough to cut off all their heads, simple and rude, simply and neatly!

It is also the power of Himiko that is too threatening, becoming a ruler thousands of years ago, and then dying due to an accident, but the soul does not dissipate but is trapped in the body and becomes an evil spirit.

That terrible unwillingness and resentment could create a storm and natural disaster that covered the entire huge island and the vast sea around it, and Mo Chen really couldn't imagine how strong its strength was during his lifetime.

- After all, who would think that after an accident, after dying once, its power is not weakened but becomes stronger?

There is no such reason at all, otherwise, it should not be trying to "live".

"Please, please, please......"

Everyone else had already fallen, but there was still a Solari thug alive at the scene, but it seemed that he was completely stunned, and when he saw Mo Chen coming over in a good time, he suddenly felt a thrill.

He quickly threw away the weapon in his hand, as if it were not some self-preservation capital, but a piece of red-hot iron. And he fell to his knees almost without thinking, and opened his hands to make a big salute.

"Please! Please! ”

He couldn't even say a complete word, but forced, resolutely, viciously grabbed the ground with his head, and in a few moments his forehead was covered with mud and blood.

However, Mo Chen didn't care about him, just waved his hand and the shadow under his feet directly entangled, dragging him into the dark shadow of the ground in the midst of that person's struggle and wailing.

"Winchester M1897, Beretta Type 92F pistol, Type 100 submachine gun...... It's all old, although it's well maintained. ”

Quickly collecting the weapons and ammunition scattered around the scene, Mo Chen relied on some strange cold knowledge he had learned to identify the styles of firearms used by these Solari thugs.

"Also, there are many military bases left over from the past on the island, otherwise, it doesn't look like Solari and this group of people have the technology to make guns and bullets themselves......"

Because Matthias, who had just left with another group of people, seemed to be rushing back, Mo Chen, who heard their movements, did not delay, quickly collected all the weapons and ammunition and threw them into the magic space.

Then, in a flash, he disappeared in place, as if he had never been there.

It's not that I'm afraid of Matthias, but I'm ready to leave a way back-

In case he really can't help it, he will have to rely on Lara's sister's protagonist aura, but it seems unrealistic to want the girl to directly face the wrath of the ancient Sun Queen.

So Mo Chen felt the need to leave some enemies behind, provide her with experience, equipment or something, and let her grow into Sailor Moon.