Mu Bai's nose suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood.
"Did you smell it?" Mubai asked.
Dilla nodded slightly and frowned.
The deeper you go, the stronger the smell of blood becomes, making it unbearable and forcing you to hold your breath.
Mu Bai said: "That guy from Cologne probably came in not long ago. The aura I could sense before seems to have disappeared now."
Dilla said: "Brother Mubai, don't you think this place is weird? The gods have been dead for so long, and who set up monuments for them?"
Mu Bai said: "It is indeed very strange, but there must be people still alive in that war. It must be the living people who set up monuments for them."
The two slowed down and talked quietly.
At this time, a strange bloody mist suddenly floated in the surrounding space.
In the fog ahead, a figure suddenly appeared.
"Ah! Then, who is that person?" Dilla pointed at the figure in front of him and exclaimed.
Mu Bai's face darkened and he stopped immediately.
"Who is that person? If you dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of me, get out of here!"
Mu Bai pulled out the Shura Sword and coldly tried to look at the figure in front of him.
"It's me." A familiar voice came, and the figure was seen walking slowly from the front.
"It's Cologne!" Mubai was shocked. How could he not sense his aura at such a close distance? This was simply impossible.
Dilla was also so surprised that her mouth widened.
The two of them stared directly at Cologne, who was walking towards him. His face was pale and his eyes were vacant, like a zombie.
Mubai calmed down, and when Colon walked up to him, he asked, "Why are you here? Are you okay?"
The corner of Cologne's mouth curved into a sneer, and two rays of blood suddenly bloomed in his empty eyes.
"Brother Mubai!" Dilla shouted loudly.
"Pfft!"
Cologne suddenly pulled out the short knife tied to his thigh, and the knife cut through the air like lightning, directly piercing Mubai's heart.
His attack was so sudden and so close that Mu Bai had no time to dodge.
With a muffled groan, Mubai opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood on Cologne's face. The robe on his chest was instantly soaked with blood.
"Heh-heh heh-"
Cologne sneered and drew out his short knife neatly.
Suddenly, he saw a bloody hole the size of a fist exposed on Mubai's chest, and blood splashed out from it like a fountain.