The people of the Wu clan who had gathered together had a look of fear on their faces when they heard the sound of the monster appearing again.
It's not even half an hour since the last round of guard battle ended.
Everyone of them is exhausted now.
It is already very difficult to face another wave of monster attacks.
Now add the fog.
Then this last round of guard battle is almost hell-level in difficulty.
When the combat team saw the mist appearing, they all took out ropes, found the nearest building, and tied one end of the rope to it.
The moment Wu Chong was turning the blood beads, the blood sword in his hand was also kicked to the ground by Zhou Bai.
At this time, Zhou Bai was standing in the room, and the bloody sword fell at his feet.
But Wu Chong's blood sword left his hand, and at this moment, he finally felt the pain.
Then he howled in pain.
The people standing outside the door were all indifferent to his painful howls.
Only the old patriarch's face changed slightly when he heard his cry.
At this time, the thick fog inside the entire old house was getting thicker and thicker.
And the roars of the monsters outside were getting closer and closer.
The Wu clan members present all felt the approach of death.
“Did you all just see the writing on the wall?
If you pick up that bloody sword and kill a person, will the monster disappear?"
Someone in the crowd raised questions.
Then more people started to join in.
"Kill one person now so that everyone doesn't have to die."
"In this situation, if we insist on confronting the monster, we will definitely not win."
"Yeah, let's kill someone.
As long as you kill one person, everyone else will survive."
This does seem to be a good deal.
One person's death can bring everyone's life.
However, just when everyone was eager to give it a try, the old patriarch suddenly spoke up and stopped their discussion.
"Shut up and don't discuss this issue again.
Take up your weapons and prepare to fight the enemy."
However, the person who raised the question in the first place was very dissatisfied with the old patriarch's order.
"Why?
There is obviously an easy way to solve the problem, why do you hide it from us?
If you are worried that someone is afraid of death, then just kill me.
I am willing to sacrifice myself for the sake of the entire family."
Facing his doubts, the old patriarch remained silent and did not speak.
Then, more and more people also stood up.
"I am also willing to sacrifice, just kill me.
My parents are both dead.
After I die, I can reunite with them."
"No, you are still too young and you still have a lot of youth.
And I’m old and don’t have much time left to live, so let me do it.”
"Don't argue, I'm already injured, and I wanted to leave my old house. But I'd rather die here."
"Old patriarch, kill me!"
"kill me……"
There are many more people willing to sacrifice than Zhou Bai imagined.
It seems that this problem will be solved soon.
But Zhou Bai stood in the room, listening to their voices, but his eyes were fixed on the long sword at his feet.
If you pick up this sword and kill one of your own people, will the monster disappear?
If that's the case, can he pass the level smoothly by throwing the sword at his feet to them?
This is already the seventh defensive battle.
The reason why the Wu family was attacked by monsters was also found.
Then, as long as you survive tonight's crisis, you can pass the level.
But for some reason, he still felt that things were not that simple.
He always felt that even if he cleared the level like this, there would still be big hidden dangers later.
But he couldn't grasp the source of this worry.
As a result, his mind kept replaying the process of clearing levels again and again.
Trying hard to see the truth of this game in the process.
The bloody sword was at Zhou Bai's feet, trembling slightly as the surrounding monsters approached.
Not far away from the bloody sword, Wu Chong's mother was curled up on the ground in pain and trembling because her hands were corroded.
However, her eyes were still looking towards the Blood Sword.
Then he supported the ground with his elbows, as if he wanted to stand up.
Outside the room, the voices of quarrels still did not stop.
But when the old patriarch looked at their volunteering, he had a gloomy face and did not respond for a long time.
But at this time, someone finally couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to rush into the room.
"Get out of the way and let me get the sword.
I'm not afraid of danger, let me get it."
There was another burst of noise in the crowd.
As a result, the old patriarch's face became even more gloomy.
"Stand where you are, don't move!"
Following the old patriarch's shout, the surrounding area instantly became quiet.
The old patriarch sighed, and then spoke slowly.
"I've never been a good person.
In order to protect this secret, I once tried to kill an innocent person."
When everyone heard what the old patriarch said, the rotten look on Old Uncle Wang's face came to mind.
"I can point the knife at enemies and outsiders.
I can get stained with blood and make myself a villain.
However, I will never allow the knife in my hand to be pointed at my own people.
Our Wu family has faced so many monster attacks over the years and has survived.
What does it rely on?
Isn’t it because of the unanimous spirit of our Wu clan towards the outside world?”
Everyone present fell silent when they heard the old patriarch's words.
"You are willing to stand up and die voluntarily today.
So what about next time?
When we have become accustomed to stability, when we have forgotten what it feels like to fight against monsters.
Are you still willing to make the same choice as today?"
No one answered the old patriarch's question.
But in their silence, Zhou Bai slowly showed a smile on his face.
He seemed to understand somewhat what the source of his worries just now was.
Some things, as soon as you take the first step, will slide uncontrollably in the other direction.
He looked at the bloody sword at his feet.
Beside him, at this time, the somewhat crazy voice of Wu Chong's mother came.
"I don't care what you say.
I just want the monster to disappear.
Wu Ming obviously doesn’t need to die.”
She stood up, ran for two steps, and fell to the ground again.
So, she used her bloody hands to crawl towards the place where the blood sword was, regardless of the pain.
Because of her climbing, a row of bloody handprints appeared on the ground.
Zhou Bai looked at her hand that was getting closer and closer, and looked at the injuries on her hand caused by just picking up the blood sword.
Then he closed his eyes.
Then his hands picked up the bloody sword from the ground.
This chapter has been completed!