Silence.
A silence as dead as death itself.
All the soldiers stood in place, staring at the bloody scene.
Yet to Chen Daotian and others, it seemed somewhat familiar. Chen Daotian had anticipated this scene but didn't expect it to truly happen.
He had warned these people not to regret it after Fang Yu made his move. Unfortunately... there are always some who refuse to listen.
Encountering it once is one thing, ten times, a hundred times... over and over, one becomes numb. Perhaps Mo Huajian was right.
Only...
Killing someone in the battle zone, in the camp, this was a big issue.
The entire place was as quiet as it could be.
The corpses lying on the ground, cut in half, blood flowing like a stream, bright red and terrifying.
For the soldiers in the battle zone, killing in the battle zone is a major affair, a colossal affair; Tiandu Mountain is in big trouble.
What a pity.
To Fang Yu, these people's deaths were not worthy of pity.
