The deputy general smiled and looked at his general, knowing that he had never followed the wrong person in his life.

"Don't let go! Hold on!" Wu Ma Cao lowered his head slightly and said in a commanding tone. The deputy general had followed him through life and death, so he naturally valued this favor.

But at this time, the deputy general's body had been torn apart by the suction, leaving only that hand and that sincere smile.

I don't know how long it took, the screams in my ears stopped, and the suction also disappeared...

Wu Ma Cao panted heavily, raised his head and said: "The general said that he would..."

He didn't finish his words because Wumacao saw the deputy general. Without the suction, the deputy general's body drooped.

I did hold his hand, but it was just his hand and that smile.

Wu Ma Cao let go of his deputy's hand and slowly stood up. The black hole in the sky had disappeared.

He slowly turned around... the hundreds of thousands of troops behind him were gone, and except for his deputy general, nothing was left. This made Wu Ma Cao feel like he was dreaming.

A breeze slowly blew by, Wumacao took off his helmet, his hard face seemed to have aged a lot, his eyes were filled with reluctance and guilt! The opponent only used one move! One move! All his most elite troops were gone, at this moment Wumacao felt like the heavens were playing a joke on him.

Why would there be such a person in such a low-level plane? No wonder Zishan rebelled and even persuaded me to surrender. It turned out that what she said was true. If I surrendered, I could save the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers! But I didn't listen, so it caused such a large number of casualties. How should I face the dead soldiers!

This kind of death is completely meaningless!

The breeze ruffled Wumacao's hair, and there were some white hairs mixed in his black hair, which gradually turned completely white.

In an instant, the black hair turned white. This was the self-blame of a general, and he felt deep regret for his own orders.

Wu Ma Cao suddenly knelt beside the deputy general, put his hands into the ground, and dug a hole with his own hands.

one time.

Twice.

Three times.

Wu Ma Cao buried his deputy on the spot, then covered him with soil, picked up the ancient artifact beside him, and stood up! Looking at the skeletons not far away and those standing in the void, Wu Ma Cao shouted coldly: "Today you kill 100,000 of my soldiers, tomorrow I will kill a million of you, tens of millions! Until the sky is stained with blood, otherwise we will not stop until we die, and I, Wu Ma Cao, will curse you with my soul!"

The Death Mage made a sneering sound.

Royal Translation: "The curse rebounds."

“I, Wumacao, admit it today! But if there is an afterlife, I will still stand against you!” A terrifying aura gradually emanated from Wumacao, and the ancient artifact in his hand also shone brightly.

The Death Mage had been waiting for this moment. He hadn't fought for a long time, and now he could finally have a one-on-one fight! "Be careful! He's going to explode his soul and ancient artifact!" Zishan suddenly exclaimed.

Several people were stunned. They were not going to fight anymore? They were going to commit suicide?

Wumacao, whose heart is filled with guilt, has lost the desire to fight. If he had listened to the advice of the Heavenly Master, how could such a thing happen? Who should be held responsible for the death of one hundred thousand soldiers? Only he, an incompetent general, should be held responsible!

"You are indeed very strong! But no matter how strong you are, you are not as strong as the Supreme. Just prepare to accept the wrath of the Supreme. I will be waiting for you on the road! Hahahaha!"

Amid Wumacao's crazy laughter, the body became brighter and brighter, and a violent aura swept everywhere. The ancient artifact gradually cracked, and an aura of destruction was merging.

The Death Mage let out a breath, hehehe.

Royal translation: "No flying!"

I saw that Wumacao was wrapped in a layer of transparent "bubble".

Boom! The Wumacao in the bubble turned into a point of light, and then exploded along with the ancient artifact.

I saw the "bubble" twisting inside, and the colorful energy seemed very violent, wanting to burst out but was wrapped by the "bubble".

Ziz! A crack appeared on the surface of the "bubble", and then more and more cracks appeared.

With a loud bang, the "bubble" exploded, the ground of the entire Ji family shook, and the Ji family's barrier was almost shattered.

If the restricted area had not absorbed the first wave of damage, the consequences of this horrific self-explosion would have been unimaginable.

But the nearest Death Mage was also affected by the impact and even slid backwards.

This kind of self-destruction was a qualitative change. Not only the soul but also the ancient artifact was destroyed. Even the pervert like the Death Mage was shocked and slid back several meters.

I have to say that Wumacao's self-destruction was effective, at least it made the Death Mage retreat.

With a bang.

The Death Mage slid backwards and felt that he had hit something, so he looked back.

Oh my god, the phone fell to the ground. This is the latest iPhoneXS Max, which I finally asked Xunfang to buy for me. It is the highest-end one. Now it fell to the ground. The Death Mage's heart was broken.

Picking it up and taking a look, if the Death Mage had flesh on his face, he would definitely tremble.

Because a crack appeared on the screen. I am a perfectionist, how could I allow such a flaw?

Xunfang took a look and said: "If you don't fish anymore, I will buy you new ones."

No fishing? You are asking for my life, right? I can just play around for now, maybe I'll get used to it. "Everyone, we'll leave first." Xunfang smiled and left with the Death Mage.

Tang Wei and Big Brother Lu also wisely left first, leaving Yi Hong and Zi Shan alone.

Zishan still felt a little complicated. It was such a pity that so many people were gone in the blink of an eye.

Yi Hong saw that his wife looked frustrated and hugged her gently again. Yi Hong, who could not speak, could only express his feelings through actions.

It was hard to get Yihong to take the initiative. Zishan didn't say anything and gently hugged Yihong.

"Zishan, why don't you not go." Yi Hong was talking about what would happen three days later, which would probably be even more tragic.

Zishan killed a lot of people that night. He just feels regretful today, but it won’t change his opinion.

Leaving Yihong's arms, Zishan said calmly: "I will go."

"Oh, okay then." Yi Hong agreed to Zishan's request without thinking. Of course, she would not agree if it touched her bottom line.

For example, if Zishan asked to sleep in the same bed with her, Yihong would definitely not agree to that. She would have to make some achievements before she would have the nerve to sleep in the same bed with Zishan.

Zishan exhaled, turned around and looked at Yihong, pursed his lips: "Will you sleep on the bed tonight?"

This sentence undoubtedly touched Yi Hong's bottom line.

Yi Hong was very serious at this time: "Zishan, I have to criticize you severely on this point. As a girl, how can you make such a request? Even if you want to make it, it should be me who makes it."

"Then you bring it up." Zishan said unhappily. It is indeed not a pleasant feeling to be a widow.