Chapter 133 Desperate Situation and Plan

"Fang Xiu! What are you doing!"

"Why did you kill him!"

Everyone was shocked and asked frantically.

Fang Xiu was very calm: "I saw in the future that he would lose control of his spirit and kill people, so I killed him in advance."

Everyone was skeptical and looked very ugly.

They couldn't tell whether Fang Xiu was telling the truth, but they instinctively thought of him in a dark way.

It is very likely that Fang Xiu was preparing lamp oil, so he deliberately made up a lie. He can kill people now because he can see the future.

Then next time, he may kill others for the same reason.

Of course, some people believe Fang Xiu's words, after all, Fang Xiu has saved himself and others many times.

"Hahaha..."

The person holding the bronze candlestick laughed wildly, and even started coughing blood.

"Are you still believing his lies? He is using you! Otherwise, why do you think they have been saving you all the way?

Because you are good-looking? Because you are rich?

He is after your blood! You are just lamp oil! Cough cough......"

Before the man finished speaking, the silver hair directly sealed his mouth.

"Don't cough up blood, it's too wasteful."

Fang Xiu said calmly.

However, in the eyes of everyone, Fang Xiu's move was like sealing his mouth, afraid that someone would tell the truth.

Soon, the man holding the bronze candlestick died, died of excessive blood loss, but his body did not fall down, and blood was still infused.

Everyone fell into a dead silence.

After a while, the man completely turned into a mummy.

And Fang Xiu controlled the person he had killed before to light the bronze candlestick.

At this time, someone finally couldn't help asking: "Fang Xiu, you said that this battle will be won, where is the chance of winning?"

"You will know soon."

There was another silence.

"Fang Xiu, the blood is about to run out, who are you going to let come next?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the field suddenly became strange.

Everyone stared at Fang Xiu with a solemn expression.

"Do you want to wait for death?" Fang Xiu glanced at everyone calmly.

Everyone was slightly stunned.

"Is it longer to rely on blood or to fight? After resting for a while, you should have recovered some combat power, right?

It's really stupid. Facing the enemy, you don't think about how to fight, but instead focus all your thoughts on who to sacrifice."

Everyone finally realized that they were blinded by one leaf.

Relying on the blood of one person is definitely not as long as a group of people fighting.

It turned out that Fang Xiu did not intend to use other people's lives to exchange for survival time, but just to rest for a while, restore spirituality and physical strength.

For a moment, everyone was a little ashamed, and they felt that they were thinking too darkly.

"Prepare for battle."

Fang Xiu gave the order, and everyone stood up.

After a while, the candle went out.

The screaming slaves from all around came like a tide.

The fight started again.

This fight seemed to have no end, never ending.

Five minutes later, casualties appeared again, and a spirit master was directly scratched by a slave.

Fang Xiu took the opportunity to pull the man over, controlled the body with a hair ghost, and lit the bronze candlestick again.

This went back and forth, and once someone died, everyone could get a moment of respite, wait for the candle to go out, and then continue fighting.

Torment, despair, fear, this is what everyone felt in their hearts.

However, more despair is still to come.

Suddenly, the earth rumbled!

I saw the ground boiling like water, whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Countless rock-like spikes shot out from the ground, pierced countless slaves, and shot straight at everyone.

Fang Xiu's silver hair fluttered, and he directly strangled the rock-like spikes.

Shen Lingxue struggled to emit a flame and burned it.

The fat man teleported to avoid it, and as for Zhao Hao, he was the easiest, hiding behind Fang Xiu all the time.

But the others were not so lucky.

"Ahhh!"

Screams rang out one after another!

Several spirit masters were pierced through their bodies and died on the spot.

Such a shocking change shocked everyone.

There was a small vacuum area in the group of strange slaves, and a figure was standing there.

It was a man with pale skin, even ulcerated, white eyes without black eyeballs, and wearing a black suit.

The man was waving his arms constantly, causing the ground to burst out with earth spikes!

"This is... Lu Xiangyang, the president of the Strange Killing Society!" Someone recognized the man in a suit.

"What! He is Lu Xiangyang? The only second-level spirit master of the Guisha Society!"

"He... He has also become a spirit slave!?"

"Damn it! Nightmare can even transform spirit masters into spirit slaves! Doesn't that mean that all the spirit masters who disappeared in Green Vine City are under its control?"

Everyone felt a sense of despair and powerlessness in an instant.

"It's over, we're dead."

"Fang Xiu! This is the future you talked about!"

Some people looked desperate, and some people roared wildly.

Originally, facing the endless number of ordinary people and spirit slaves, it was already desperate enough, but no one expected that there would be spirit master and spirit slaves now. How to fight?

Everyone has reached the point of exhaustion, and now it is a dead end.

With the appearance of Kong Nan, two more spirit masters left the group of spirit slaves.

They were a middle-aged man wearing a loose sweatshirt and a red sandalwood bracelet, and a heroic woman wearing a women's suit and a crew cut.

"Fu Yun! Kong Nan! How could it be them! They are also second-level!!"

At this time, some people had closed their eyes in despair and knelt down directly.

Faced with such a desperate situation, Fang Xiu still looked calm.

He was thinking that not all the spirit masters in Green Vine City were controlled by nightmares. Some of them should have been devoured by their spirituality, and some were hiding in various corners, fighting against dreams.

Otherwise, there would not be only three spirit master slaves. Nightmare should have seen that they were second-level and relatively powerful, so it did not devour them, but transformed them into slaves.

Is this all the trump cards of nightmare?

No, that's not right. There is also Bai Qi.

Bai Qi disappeared for a long time and never appeared from beginning to end. It is unknown whether he is alive or dead.

Soon, the three spirit master slaves led the slave army to attack.

Fang Xiu quickly controlled the few people who had just been killed by the earth spikes, and used their blood to light the bronze candlestick.

Boom boom boom!

The strong attack bombarded the pale green candlelight, causing it to flicker continuously, as if it would go out in the next second.

The bodies of those people were turning into mummies at a speed visible to the naked eye. Obviously, under such an intense attack, they could not even last for a minute.

Seeing that they were about to be wiped out, Fang Xiu had a smile of victory on his lips.

"Brother Xiu, at this time, you can still laugh?" Zhao Hao said with a pale face and swaying legs.

"Don't you find that these strange slaves are moving slower and slower, and even their attack power is starting to weaken?"

"Who still cares about this? Maybe they are tired. What does this mean?"

Fang Xiu smiled slightly: "It means my plan is successful."

(There will be another chapter later)