The blood arrows were so dense and so powerful that they were like fireworks blooming under the night sky, dazzling.

The surrounding guards were in an uproar and rushed over from all directions. "Lord Mossac!"

"My lord, what's wrong with you?"

The guards shouted anxiously, but the scene in the outpost suddenly flashed in Leituo's mind, and he stopped in a hurry. "Stop, get out of the way!"

The guards were stunned, but they still stopped according to Lei Tuo's orders. Only Mossack, who was still trembling, was left in the middle. He twitched violently, his body convincing in the rain. The black robes were pierced by blood arrows, revealing the pale skin and dense wounds underneath.

What a terrible wound that was...... Everyone who saw this scene gasped. Under the lights of the camp, Mossack's body looked like a sack that had been cut thousands of times, and there were cuts in the child's mouth everywhere, and the edges of the wounds had been turned white by the rain, but blood was gushing from them. A large amount of blood stained the ground red, and soaked him in a pool of blood......

Mossac's gaze was glazed, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't make a sound.

One of the guards slowly approached him with Reto's permission, putting their ears to his mouth.

Mosaka's lips squirmed a few times, and the guard frowned.

"Run?"

"You're telling us to run?"

Mosaka didn't answer, his gaze darkening and his body twitching less. The guards tried to listen to him, but eventually heard nothing. Just as he was about to get up and announce Mossack's death. Suddenly, Mossack spasmed violently and jerked his upper body up.

"Run! He's not human! ”

Before he could finish speaking, his limbs shattered with a thud, turning into countless flying bone fragments and flesh. Immediately after that, there was a dense thudding sound like a firecracker in his body, which continued to expand and contract. With each swelling, he spurted out large mouthfuls of blood. There are faint fragments in it. When everything stops, where is his human form? In the rain, only one head rolled down to Leto's feet with half of his spine attached, and his eyes were still thick with death.

Mossack 'disappeared' just like that, in such a drastic way.

For a moment, the entire camp was silent, and everyone stared blankly at Mossack's remaining head, and a deep chill ran through their hearts.

"Mossack!!" Sicks finally came to his senses. Rolling and crawling towards the head. "How so? How so? ”

"Who killed you? Who killed you? ”

Behind him, Winkton watched all this with a pale face, and whispered to Rato. "He can't do it. Mossack was a good friend of his, and he was heavily stimulated. ”

"Get him back to the wagon." Lei Tuo whispered, his tone becoming a little hesitant. "I thought, maybe I made a mistake."

Lei Tuo didn't dare to speak out loud, because it suddenly occurred to him that maybe Chen Yan was not as weak as he judged, but had done all this on purpose in order to create a serious panic atmosphere for them. That madman. He didn't care if he ran away or not, he had to make himself and others afraid and desperate...... Die in the most painful way!

"Crazy, what a madman...... Doesn't he know what the dignity of a warrior is? Why can't you fight with dignity? ”

"Perverted!"

Thinking of this, Lei Tuo scolded in a low voice. Ordered the guards to collect the corpses and strengthen the defense. If Chen Yan is really as he imagined, then this night will be sad, and Martha on his side may not be able to stop his killing! He'll kill everyone who stays here slowly, like a cat catching a mouse.

Death is not terrible. The terrible thing is that every second of waiting for death is like the torment of hell.

Just finished all this. Before Lei Tuo could return to the carriage, he found that the number of guards in the field was suddenly wrong, and after careful inspection, there were actually fewer of them. At the same time, he saw the guards in front of him all looking behind him, a look of fear in their eyes.

A pungent smell of blood came from behind him, and Lei Tuo hurriedly turned around!

Under the light, several tattered corpses were hung on his carriage at some point. Isn't it the missing guard? I saw that they were also covered with wounds, and the blood was washed all over the place by the rain. The corpses blown by the cool breeze on a rainy night swing like a shaking plaque!

Sky!

Lei Tuo suddenly felt a cool breath rise from his feet to the top of his head, and his whole body was about to be paralyzed!

This...... When did this happen?

But why...... Why are you and others unaware? So many people, so many pairs of eyes. The bright lights, and the victims were all big living people, and they didn't even see his shadow? Doesn't he have a substance? Or is he not human at all?

But this is not the most terrifying, the most terrifying thing is that with the discovery of the body, another scream sounded in the carriage. One of the guards ran out of the house. Crying out. "Come on, come on, Master Six......"

"What's wrong with Sicks?" Lei Tuo pushed away the guards and rushed into the carriage, and then he was stunned.

I saw the lights flickering in the carriage, and Six sat in his place, his face was pale, his eyes were round, his clothes seemed to have been carefully arranged, and even his hair was smoothed, as if he was about to attend a banquet, but his life had left him forever......

On the wall of the carriage opposite him, a beautiful picture hangs.

It was the stage of an opera house, the curtain had been lifted, but the singer's place was empty......

"He was scared to death." Winkton came behind Reto at some point, and said with a complicated face. "It's Chen Yan."

"He's also an artist."

"Are you sure?" Lei Tuo asked with difficulty, but found that his voice had become so hoarse. It turned out that he was also inadvertently absorbed by the atmosphere created by Chen Yan, and his body and mind were involuntarily.

Winkton too, the fear in his eyes could not be concealed. "Yes, yes, it must be......"

"He's an artist!"

"And an artist par excellence! He's showing us his art! The art of supremacy!! ”

As he spoke, Winkton's body suddenly crackled, and his whole body continued to expand and contract. It exploded in Reto's horrified gaze, and his head and face were splattered with flesh and blood.

Death is never something to be feared, torture is......

In the depression that was almost suffocating, Lei Tuo saw a figure walking outside the camp gate through the car door, dressed in silver and bathing in the rain.

It's like a dancer in costume......

It's finally here...... For some reason, Rato suddenly felt relief. (To be continued......)