Due to a sudden change, the team was forcibly cut into two parts. Although they were only a dozen meters apart, they could not communicate with each other at all.
It was as if there was an invisible wall separating the two groups, and even the sound could not pass through.
They were like headless flies, spinning around in this area, unaware that the danger was getting closer and closer to them.
It didn't take long for the distance between them to grow farther and farther.
Both Tang Zhen's body and his clone in mid-air can clearly see this scene.
They were qualified spectators, and they watched in silence the whole time as a group of guys with malicious intentions were trapped in the so-called "dense fog".
In fact, from Tang Zhen's perspective, the thick fog did not exist at all. It was all just the imagination of the trapped people.
The phantom array can transform all things, and naturally it can also transform into dense fog, allowing a group of people who join the array to trap themselves.
If this kind of phantom formation was controlled by someone, it would be extremely easy to trap and kill the enemy.
Unknowingly, Tang Zhen felt a little emotional.
Observing the trapped people from the perspective of a bystander is actually a very strange feeling, just like observing a group of dying ants through a glass cabinet.
It is actually very interesting to have God's perspective and appreciate the struggle of ants.
Some creators like to play with those humble ants in their own kingdom of God, influence their lives with their emotions, and watch them struggle in the ocean and complete their long and short lives.
Tang Zhen felt aloof at this moment, and at the same time, there were many questions rising in his mind.
Because he is in the perspective of an observer, he will calm down and meditate, thereby discovering some things that he had previously ignored.
As for the clone who was always thinking, he had already thought of something at this moment, and his eyes became a little solemn.
The main body suddenly fell into a coma, which was obviously not an accident, but another reason.
If we trace it back to its origins, the indigenous gods are inextricably linked.
"Hey, I hope things are not what I thought, otherwise I will make you pay a heavy price!"
The clone said coldly, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
As for Tang Zhen's real body, he is still watching the show through the perspective of the grass and trees with gusto...
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After the team separated, the old woman and others led a group of mercenaries and continued to move forward.
Because of the incident that happened just now, everyone became more and more cautious, fearing that the monks in short coats would launch another sneak attack.
"This bastard is really haunted. If he falls into my hands, I will make his life worse than death!"
The old woman said in a hateful tone, but she knew very well how weak she was when she said this.
If it was a real monk in short coat, she would be sure of victory, but now the guy who appeared in place of the monk in short coat was clearly a terrifying existence of unknown origin.
A group of them attacked together, but they were no match for the monks in short coats. Fortunately, the mercenary's guns scared them away.
If you can't avoid such a terrifying guy, why would you deliberately provoke him?
The woman in black and the others next to her were all silent, but they were constantly thinking about how to escape from danger.
"After walking around for a long time, there is still no sign of going out. We can't go on like this. We must find a way to break the formation.
If we can’t break through the illusory formation, we won’t be able to get out at all, and we will end up trapped here and die!”
The young man in a suit suddenly shouted in a low voice, his eyes were extremely gloomy, and he looked irritable and uneasy.
"Stop yelling and complaining here. Why don't you find a solution on your own?"
The woman in black said, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes. The man in the suit couldn't see it, but he could understand her tone.
"Stop talking nonsense, if you offend me, believe it or not, I will really turn you into a corpse!"
At this time, the young man in a suit was no longer too lazy to hide it, and his face was full of evil.
"If you want to kill me, you have to see if you have the ability. I am waiting for you here!"
Not to be outdone, the woman in black said murderously.
In a dangerous environment, the two people no longer concealed their disgust, and they were at each other's throats.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and a fight seemed about to break out.
At this moment, the old woman walking in front suddenly stopped, with a serious expression on her face.
When the people following behind saw this, they stopped moving forward one after another. Because the fog was too heavy, they didn't know what happened.
However, they also knew very well that the old woman would never stop for no reason. Some unexpected situation must have occurred.
Just as they were secretly guessing, they suddenly heard the sound of footsteps approaching from far away.
Listening to the footsteps, it seemed that many people were walking at the same time, and the grass blades rubbed against the trousers.
Who is this person? Is he the mercenary who escaped just now?
Such thoughts flashed through everyone's mind, but no one dared to shout loudly, as that would most likely cause an accident.
If the other party is frightened and shoots randomly, it will be you who will suffer.
Although the illusion can blind the trapped person's perception, it does not affect the flight of the bullet. If you are within the shooting range, you are likely to be hit by the bullet.
This is why the old woman and others have repeatedly emphasized that they should never shoot indiscriminately, because even they are afraid of being hit by stray bullets.
Everyone held their breath and listened quietly to the footsteps approaching. Some mercenaries' hands and feet were trembling because of the fear in their hearts.
At this moment, everyone could tell that the sound of footsteps was very strange. It was not the sound of normal people walking, but more like dragging.
At the same time, there was also a smell of blood and putrid smell, floating faintly through the mist, becoming stronger as the footsteps approached.
Everyone is actually very familiar with this fishy smell, which is the smell that only corpses emit.
Just when they were extremely nervous and thinking wildly, the footsteps suddenly became clear and seemed to be about two or three meters away from them.
Because of the fog, no one could see the specific scene, but they couldn't stop imagining it.
Although there was no communication with each other, everyone held their breath in unison and kept praying in their hearts.
But soon they discovered that the fog seemed to be gradually fading away from the direction where the footsteps came from, and a black shadow could be vaguely seen appearing.
These shadows are very weird. They don't look like humans, but low wooden piles.
They were lined up in a long line and were moving slowly. The sound of blades of grass rubbing against the cloth really came from there.
After seeing the appearance of these black shadows, everyone was a little confused and couldn't figure out what they were.
The fog was still fading, but it was only limited to the crowds and the black shadows. The originally blurry images gradually became clearer.
The fear in everyone's hearts began to increase.
They could already see that those black shadows like wooden stakes were indeed real human beings, but their shoulders were empty.
The head has disappeared, leaving only a bare neck with bright red blood stains.
At the same time, each of them was holding a round object in their hands, swinging and swinging, always facing the position where everyone was.
Those were bloody heads, with weird smiles on their faces, looking at them intently. 2kr/>