Chapter 202 Whose People Are They?



Mo Shuwan's orders to them were to protect them until their energy was depleted.

The five elemental giants protected the three of them like an iron barrel, and the three of them, no longer bothered by the monsters, suddenly fell to the ground, their injuries so severe that they were unbearable to look at.

None of them were less injured than the others. The three silently healed themselves and drank recovery potions. When they felt that their strength had been restored, they stood up and, while the elemental giants were still there, they killed monsters and moved towards the path. They fought like this for more than three hours. When the five elemental giants disappeared, the three entered into a fierce battle again. After more than three hours, they reached their limit once again.

This time, Wen Zuo and Mo Shuwan covered for Liu Dongcheng as he threw out three elemental giants.

Having gotten a chance to catch her breath, Mo Shuwan looked down at the number on her ring and said with a wry smile, "More than 90,000."

"grass"

Wen Zuo glanced at Liu Dongcheng, who was about to explode, and sighed, comforting him, "It's alright. As long as we reach the end, these monsters can't follow us to the next test point. We still have a day or two left, almost two days. We still have a chance."

But the road ahead was long and arduous, filled with monsters, and they had no idea where it would end. The path they had chosen had long since lost all traces of battle.

"The other three teams may have joined forces, or the people who chose our path may have all died. Either way, it's not good news for us."

Upon hearing this, Liu Dongcheng's temple veins throbbed with anger. "Damn it!"

Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo remained silent, understanding his anger. The cost of getting here had already exceeded their expectations, and if things continued like this, even if they survived this ordeal safely, it would be very dangerous.

The three of them gritted their teeth and persevered, killing and killing relentlessly. Finally, after more than two hours, they saw a magnificent palace. There was only one large door, which was already open. Looking from the outside, there was not a ray of light. Even just from the outside, it was clear that something strange was going on there. The three of them did not intend to go in immediately.

They thought they would get a break when they reached the end of the path and were about to pass through, but the monsters were relentless and forced them to rush through the open gate.

The moment they rushed through the gate, it slammed shut behind them, and the dark hall was filled with the stench of blood and all sorts of nauseating odors.

The three, forced into this situation, dared not be careless and immediately took out recovery potions and drank them, while they could not worry about their injuries for the time being.

As if by reflex, Wen Zuo and Liu Dongcheng shielded Mo Shuwan behind them, their entire bodies on high alert for any danger that might lurk in the darkness.

Mo Shuwan, who was a step slower than the other two, paused for a moment, then removed her fingers from the bowstring and took out a flashlight.

The moment the beam of light shot out, a human head fell down in front of her. Mo Shuwan's expression hardened, and she suddenly kicked the head away. Her uncontrollably accelerated heartbeat returned to normal the instant the head was kicked away.

drop--

The sudden dripping sound made Wen Zuo and Liu Dongcheng frown, but neither of them turned around. They trusted Mo Shuwan to handle it and understood that if they let their guard down, the monster might have an opportunity to take advantage of them.

Mo Shuwan pursed her lips, lowered her head, and, using the flashlight, saw a drop of blood just a fist's distance from her toes.

drop--

Just as she was observing, another drop of blood fell, and the speed at which it fell increased. At this moment, the sound of tables and chairs being moved came from the darkness. Mo Shuwan moved the hand holding the silver bow that was hanging by her side, and reached out to grab the thing that was constantly shaking above her head.

It's hair.

Her heart was racing uncontrollably. Mo Shuwan suddenly raised the hand holding the flashlight and shone it on the owner of the hair, a man covered in blood. When he saw that Mo Shuwan had spotted him, he immediately laughed.

"Look at me, you're mine now, come with me."

The already unsettling voice sounded even more eerie in the cold, dark environment. A pair of murky eyes met Mo Shuwan's gaze, and a hand reached out to Mo Shuwan's shoulder. "Come with me."

"Oh."

Mo Shuwan stared into the blood-soaked man's eyes, ignoring the fingers that had already touched her shoulder. She said, "Have you become so miserable that you need to pretend to be monsters to take the place of the dead?"

The slowly spreading smile on the blood-covered man's lips froze. One of his hands was still on Mo Shuwan's shoulder, and his eyes were still meeting Mo Shuwan's gaze. It wasn't until he saw the person who was only a fist's distance from his face smile that he suddenly felt something was wrong. Just as he was about to leave, his hand, which was halfway back, was grabbed.

"Wen Zuo!"

Upon hearing the call, Wen Zuo immediately grabbed Liu Dongcheng, positioning him in a position where he could keep an eye on the surroundings. He then quickly turned around and, together with Mo Shuwan, pulled the blood-soaked figure hanging above down. In the blink of an eye, the cold, blood-stained blade was pressed against the man's neck, leaving him no room to struggle.

Mo Shuwan took a slight breath and said with a cold laugh, "You'd better behave yourself."

Snap—

Someone pressed the switch for the headlights, and the pitch-black hall suddenly lit up.

Mo Shuwan looked up and saw the three teams she hadn't seen for several hours still in the main hall. She didn't know how they had managed to conceal themselves, as they hadn't even let out a single breath. All of them were looking in this direction.

Mo Shuwan smiled, raised her foot and kicked the person Wen Zuo was holding with a sword to her side, her voice slightly cold, "Whose person is he?"

No one from any of the three teams spoke.

Mo Shuwan squatted down, looked at the passenger with a missing arm, took out a tissue and roughly wiped the blood-stained face clean. After a moment of careful recollection, she finally managed to connect the memory of which team the person belonged to.

He is a member of the new G-09 team.

At this moment, Liu Dongcheng, who was standing in front, also picked up the head that Mo Shuwan had kicked away. He had a cold face and was even more rude than Mo Shuwan. He finally confirmed that the head belonged to the extremely arrogant team.

Combining the traces of battle seen earlier, does that mean these three teams have completely united?

Otherwise, the current situation cannot be explained.

The captain of the new G-09 team walked out with a wry smile. "They are my people. I'm sorry, we encountered some issues when you came in and had to do this. I hope you can understand."

Liu Dongcheng threw the severed head directly in front of him. It was obvious to the naked eye that the entire group and the passengers of the other group to which the severed head belonged all looked extremely ugly. The other group, however, remained silent, just as they had been at the beginning.

Mo Shuwan said, "Okay, I accept your apology."

The other person breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Wen Zuo. After a few seconds of silence, Wen Zuo sheathed his sword. However, as he was about to get up, he took two steps forward, and the person who had just gotten halfway up fell back down.

"you……"

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