the next day.
The fallen town stinks.
Yesterday's massacre left behind large pieces of corpses. The blood had dried and turned black, and many corpses exuded a stench.
Fortunately it was winter, otherwise one day would have been enough for the bodies to decompose.
Gu Fan and the others left after killing the poisonous arrows, and the news of the massacre in the town was quickly spread like a bird with wings.
soon.
A group of mysterious people with special decorations appeared in the fallen town.
Most of these people dress solemnly, with simple clothes without a trace of dust. Everyone's expression is also meticulous, and everyone has a poker face.
There was a special logo on the chest of their clothes. When the survivors in the fallen town saw this logo, they gave way and whispered secretly.
"The unbelievers are coming..."
"And they are not ordinary unbelievers, they are ascetics!!"
Unbelievers.
That's right, this solemn and solemn group of people came from the supreme unbeliever sect.
Their leader is a man in his thirties, in his prime of life, but his aura is restrained, calm and solemn, giving people a sense of calm and self-power.
He is the leader of this team of unbelievers - Ku Qing.
Ku Qing stood on the edge of the wet and bloody soil without even frowning. He seemed to be used to this kind of scene.
"Kuxue, what do you think?"
Ku Qing said lightly, and a female member came out from behind.
She was wrapped in a layer of white gauze-like plain clothes, but she didn't look frivolous. The loose white gauze plain clothes completely hid her graceful figure. According to the words of the unbelievers, beauty is more important to suffering. Practitioners are meaningless.
Penance.
The ascetic among the unbelieving must give up all kinds of desires, eat only light vegetarian food, drink water with no irritating taste, and even give up the previous relationship between a man and a woman, just like the monks in ancient times.
The woman named Kuxue placed her palm slightly on the wet and bloody ground, closed her eyes and felt something.
"The methods are extremely cruel."
"And the murderer has no psychological burden. Killing these people has no psychological impact. It is like stepping on a bunch of ants."
"I felt fear, confusion, and doubt... Those who died tragically did not suffer much pain. They didn't even know what happened before they died."
Kuxue pondered for a moment, shook her head and continued: "The murderer did not take pleasure in killing people, but simply slaughtered them, that's all."
"It's really troublesome."
Ku Qing frowned for the first time, and Ku Xue's evaluation made him a little worried.
Without any mental impression, a strong man who kills hunters as if they are ants with every move he makes is definitely very difficult to deal with.
Kuxue came to a pile of corpses, not caring about the filthiness of the remains. She gently rubbed her palms on the cuts of the cube of flesh, feeling the remaining consciousness inside.
She has extremely strong perception and very special consciousness.
After death, some thoughts will remain, which can be understood as the brain waves left behind after death, or even as the more mysterious soul.
Through these remaining thoughts, Kuxue could feel the thoughts of the deceased, who revealed various emotions before death, including unknown confusion... disbelief... and fear of death.
at the same time.
If you feel those cuts carefully, you might be able to feel the residual thoughts of the murderer.
"Uh... what does this feel like??"
Kuxue was thinking carefully with her eyes closed, but suddenly her body stiffened suddenly.
A wave of coldness to the extreme, cruelty to the extreme, and the peak murderous intention radiated from the smallest part of the wound. Kuxue felt as if she had opened Pandora's box and felt the residual murderous intention.
Mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Endless.
Although I only felt the tip of the iceberg, through this tip I could see mountains of corpses.
Kuxue couldn't help but tremble violently all over.
It's a natural reaction of the body, just like we feel scared when we see a hairy spider, or we feel terrified when we see a shark with sharp fangs swimming towards you quickly.
The deeper you go, the more terrifying it becomes.
No one knows how terrifying Gu Fan's current strength is.
Since his second awakening, he has never really shown his strength, not even one-tenth of his strength.
But Kuxue felt it.
Just the remnants of her thoughts made every cell of her tremble. Her eyes couldn't help but move up and down, and her consciousness gradually became addicted in this terrifying whirlpool of killing. Finally, she foamed at the mouth and fell to her knees with rolled up eyes.
"Bitter Snow!!"
"Wake up, wake up!!"
Ku Qing did not expect that the situation would be so serious. This was the first time for Ku Xue, who was good at using his mind power, to do this. Could it be that there were still enemy traps on the body?
Snapped.
Putting his palms on his trembling shoulders, he quickly slapped the corpses away, and poured a glass of water on Kuxue's face without mercy: "Kuxue, don't indulge anymore, you have penetrated too deep."
Kuxue was still in a semi-conscious state.
But fortunately, she did not go deeper. The murderous intention was like a quagmire of flesh and blood. Once her consciousness fell into it, she could not help but sink. It was like looking into the deep and boundless abyss, and she could not help but tilt her body and jump down. .
Possessed! !
This is simply like being possessed.
It took a long time for Kuxue to slowly wake up from the coma, but her face was pale and ugly. As an ascetic cultivator among the unbelievers, it was simply unbelievable that she ended up like this just by exploring the remaining consciousness of others.
"Quick... hurry up and invite the saints."
"This is beyond...the limits...of what we can handle..."
The first thing Kuxue did when he woke up was to warn his companions. From the perception just now, he realized that the enemy was so powerful that it was unbelievable.
That is definitely not a powerful killing intention that humans can possess! !
"Don't worry."
Ku Qing's face was calm and he said calmly: "You should take a rest first. Maybe you just fell into the enemy's illusion."
Hearing these words, Kuxue almost jumped up: "No, I'm not joking, and I know very well that it was not an illusion just now, but the residual killing intention after the attack."
"But just a wisp of murderous thoughts made me unable to extricate myself. His strength is like the vast starry sky. I can't see through it at all."
"I'm one hundred percent sure."
"If our team goes to track down the murderer like this, we will definitely die, and our death will be worthless!!"
Han Xue's expression was almost hysterical. She was usually elegant and solemn and rarely showed other emotions. This was the first time she was so close to crazy like now.
What happened to her?
What did she see in that wisp of murderous thoughts?
"I see."
"I'm going to invite the saint right now."
Ku Qing took a long breath, and his trust in his teammates convinced him that this matter was by no means that simple.
(End of chapter)