Chapter 140： Dead wood

Latest website: Mu Wenshan raised his head and looked at the mirror in the distance again.

His figure reflected in the mirror is becoming more and more blurred.

And Mu Wenshan's footsteps are getting heavier and heavier.

From five meters to two meters, these three meters, Mu Wenshan walked for a full five minutes.

At the moment when there were two meters left from the door, Mu Wenshan couldn't walk anymore.

He felt as if his body was being petrified, transforming like a huge, stiff stone. At this moment, most of his body had almost lost consciousness. Only the brain and consciousness were still turning, and he could feel what was in his body. Every cell is falling into silence, and the countless mitochondria that spurred his body to explode with amazing power are also quieting. This body is going to death, a little bit from alive to a corpse.

As if someone sang a lullaby in his body, his body responded, and he would fall into eternal sleep.

In the mirror, he has almost completely faded, as if he had died at all in reality, and even his soul had drifted away - and it was impossible for a mirror to reflect a non-existent person.

Going forward, even one step is likely to be death.

Mu Wenshan finally stopped and lowered his head with difficulty. He looked at his fingers that took ten seconds to tremble slightly, and said in disbelief: "What kind of power is this...what kind of power... …Can do this to the point...

"There is no need for any substantial attack, no face-to-face collision, just like this... just kill me here?

"What kind of power is this that can kill me in this way?

"What is this world? Alien Space? Or illusion? In this world, how can there be illusion that can do this...

"Are you that god?

"Are you the **** of those monsters?

"Or, you are the door, do you want to kill me?

"Who is it?

"Are you also killing Mr. Su like this?

"Would you not even show up and say a word to me, telling me that you are going to kill me?"

Mu Wenshan roared at the empty world, which meant that there was also such a moment of horror and even fear in his heart.

——No one will face such death without fear, and don't even know what is going on, just like this, a ridiculous and weird death on the move.

Mu Wenshan is not afraid of death in battle, but he is afraid of such an unknown method of death. He doesn't even know who killed him or what force killed him. The most important thing is that he could not do anything.

Mu Wenshan is in his seventies this year.

He knows better than anyone that he can't keep up with this era. He doesn't understand anything, his thinking is rigid, and without that enviable talent, he is not even qualified to stand on the battlefield. He even uses a tablet. not good.

What he never told anyone was that he still couldn't understand what the dark energy and the evil **** meant.

But he knows it himself, he knows better than anyone--

He is getting old.

He is really old, he is the age when he was a grandfather and a grandfather, the age when he embraced the sick bed, the battlefield shouldn't belong to him, he just supported it.

He had the support of the military all the way before, and everything was arranged in accordance with the military’s arrangements. Only then can he become the Mu team and walk step by step to this day without any mistakes. But now, he has been with the military. Completely lost contact, alone.

Therefore, at this moment, facing such a scene, his heart began to shake, and he even began to doubt whether he was really fit to step into such a war, maybe someone younger and more educated than him. Will do better than him... Maybe... I should have admitted that when I am old, I should have rested long ago.

Mu Wenshan didn't know how to do it right.

Just now he thought that he and Su Chen were probably trapped in a mechanism. Breaking the mirror might be the solution to the problems of the two of them. However, at this moment, facing the imminent death, he was unable to be sure again.

He can continue to move forward, but then, he will pay the price of death, and now on the battlefield, he and Su Chen are the last hope.

Su Chen has fallen there. If he fails to help him, but instead dies like this absurdly...

Then, this battle is really over...

Mu Wenshan's rigid arm was shaking slightly.

For the first time in 70 years, he became afraid and hesitant on the battlefield.

My choice, my judgment, is it true?

Should I just walk towards death like this?

Mu Wenshan raised his head and looked in the mirror.

In that mirror, he was also looking at him, his face blurred, like a faceless person, mocking his oldness and dullness.

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Zhao Miaomiao and Qiao were standing side by side on the roof of the off-road vehicle, their eyes passing by the roaring monster who launched the attack. I don’t know how many times they looked in the direction of the door, and said anxiously: "Team Mu also stopped, this What's the matter, why didn't he call Mr. Su? Why didn't he move anymore? Team Mu...Mr. Su..."

Qiao Zheng also took the time to look there, and saw that within the open area where the door was, Su Chen was still kneeling on the ground, with his head hanging down. Even the hands supporting his body with a knife began to tremble violently, and Mu Wen Shan had already passed Su Chen, and walked to a farther position, even a step away from the door, but stopped here, looking down at his own body, still silent and motionless.

The two people who had pinned the last hope of the entire battlefield were fixed there.

And in the battlefield, countless monsters are swarming, Qiao Zheng doesn't know that no one else is fighting, but he is the last position here.

Surrounding the off-road vehicles, there are only a few people left. There are still many talented people. Most of the soldiers have been damaged when they saw the evil god. And because most of the people who participated in the battle were powerful talents, they were so talented. Only a small battlefield has been struggling to sustain it until now.

Despite this, the entire army was annihilated, still only overnight.

They can only look in the direction of the door over and over again, expecting and hoping that those two people will be able to end it all.

Not only them, but in countless corners of the battlefield, in the remote Heihe survivor base, despair and panic are spreading, and people even begin to pray...

And in the battlefield, above the open space in front of the door, Su Chen still stalked the ground with a miao knife, lowered his head, blood, dripping from his visor, the ground under him , It’s like bearing some incredible power, those rubbles are breaking and exploding in more detail every second, turning into powder, Su Chen's body also swayed and sank, but he was late. It hasn't fallen yet.

He still held the knife and refused to fall.

Refused to crawl.

Refused to bow down.

...

In the empty world, there is dead silence.

The smooth mirror calmly reflected the faded reflection of Mu Wenshan.

In the space, not even a trace of wind can be felt.

Death is likely to be the next step.

The twilight old man began to look behind him frequently, his body gradually rickets, and a certain idea began to emerge.

Maybe I should go back and look for Su Chen at the previous location, maybe that's the way to wake him up.

Maybe……

The thoughts took root in the old man's mind little by little, turning into clear thoughts, and then he really took a step back.

After taking the first step back, there is a second step.

After stepping back two meters in this way, Mu Wenshan raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror.

Sure enough, he was becoming clear, and the faceless man with only the outline resurfaced his own appearance, but it seemed that there was always something different.

Mu Wenshan didn't pay much attention, and took a step back, anxiously looking for Su Chen who had just seen it like a glimpse of light.

but……

He didn't see anything. In this empty world, there was only himself and his reflection.

However, Mu Wenshan didn't want to give up, staring at the blank position over and over again, looking for and looking forward to it.

In this way, he didn't know how long it took before he finally realized that he could not find Su Chen, so he had to turn his head and look at the mirror again-the only thing in this world.

The self in the mirror has gradually become clear as he retreats, but Mu Wenshan still feels that there is something different.

Is... how is it different?

He just watched... watched...

Finally, at a certain moment, he finally found the slight difference.

In the mirror, he has his head high and his chest high, just as he did when he joined the army countless years ago.

And now, he is a seventy-year-old man with his hands humped down.

Mu Wenshan stared at this scene blankly.

He in the mirror is looking at him silently.

So, a long time, a long time...

The old man laughed slowly.

"Is that... the reflection of my soul?

"So... so...

"So that's it...

"Haha...hahaha...

"Go ahead and die...

"Go back and you can live.

"You are telling me--

"Once I get close to my soul.

"I will be annihilated?

"Ten meters is survival, two meters is the limit, and one meter is death.

"I will die here with my soul.

"Do you want me to kill myself?"

There is still no response. In this illusion-like world, it seems that there is only Mu Wenshan alone, so there can never be any response.

But at this moment... the old man didn't seem to expect any response.

He looked at his palm, and it took a full minute and a half to make a fist, the light in his eyes flickered, and just like that, he moved forward again and took a step forward.

"I……

"I can not understand.

"I can't understand how this is done.

"Maybe you are the **** in their mouth, maybe you didn't even look at me at all, here is just a certain mechanism, because of my weakness, I can only die.

"But I don't believe it.

"I won't admit it, I will just die here.

"This is so obliterated here.

"I am Mu Wenshan.

"I was born seventy years ago. I joined the army at the age of eighteen and participated in the Nordic War at the age of twenty.

"In that battle, I used to be the best assaulter.

"I once killed 103 people on the battlefield.

"For the next fifty years, it was all my glory and talk.

"My biggest dream was to take up arms again and set foot on the battlefield.

"And today, my dream has come true. God has given me new opportunities and unparalleled abilities.

"So I stood here again.

"Yuan Liao Great Retreat, Heihe Blocking Battle...

"At this moment...

"Unconsciously, I am no longer the little soldier I used to be.

"I am Mu Wenshan, I am the Mu team in the population, I am only three S-level talents in Yuan Liao City——

"There are so many people who take me as their hope and example.

"They pin their hopes on me.

"I hope I can end it all.

"Maybe……

"I am worthless in front of you.

"Even if you kill me, you won't even say a word to me.

"The way to kill me is to let me die by myself like this.

"But I can't just die like this.

"I don't know what kind of power this is, but...

"You want me to kill myself, then, it's impossible...

"because--

"No one can kill me so absurdly!!!"

In the last sentence, Mu Wenshan's voice is already thunderous.

In the empty world, Mu Wenshan slowly took another step forward.

In his body, new power was bursting, countless silent mitochondria began to pulsate under his shout, countless cells began to scream high.

New forces are gathering and brewing.

The old man's body was straightening up a little bit, like an invincible pine.

However, the body in the mirror is still irreversibly blurred, and gradually disappears completely. Life and death are reversed at this moment.

The old man's voice was old, but firm and condensed.

"Even if you are a god.

"Even if this is the mighty power of God.

"I must...

"Do not.

"I also have to do what I do.

"Dead comrades, living soldiers, they are all looking at me..."

"That's what I had to do."

Another step, stepped down!

"People from the research institute told me that there is no upper limit to my ability..."

The old man's body is moving forward.

"It's just that the more powerful I use, the faster I die."

In the mirror, he is on the verge of disappearing completely, but his flesh and blood body is rising with billowing steam, as if renewed alive.

"Since I am going to die

"Since I am going to die by myself.

"Then it must be no one who decided to die.

"It's me.

"I will never agree with the death and limitations you define me.

"Let's take a look together.

"What those experts said--

"What exactly can the uncapped power of the deadwood reach!!!

"If you are a god.

"I am willing to challenge you with my life!!"

Mu Wenshan is moving forward, and every step is so stable, as if a real mountain is moving forward, and every step that falls, his steps are heavy and firm, and every second, he is becoming stronger and his body The aura that broke out soared all the way, even surpassing Su Chen, surpassing the first favored person who is known as the third surname...The magnificent marched to an unmatched height!

His waist was straight inch by inch, his old white hair gradually became black, and the flash in his pupils did not move anymore. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the time when he was young, the functions, body and consciousness of his whole body. In every aspect, he has reached the heyday of his life. It feels like an unshakable towering tree that has grown for thousands of years.

Rotten wood.

Every spring.

That is his talent.

That is the source of his power.

Even if he is denied the death of solidification, but he will also sprout new shoots, just like the rotten woods in spring, the vitality and strength at that moment will surely defeat all the deaths that will eventually come.

Even if it was only a moment, it was so brilliant that you couldn't look directly at it.

"I came with the hope of all people.

"now……

"Everyone will see the fire of dawn I ignited!"

Mu Wenshan proudly took the last step, surpassing the eight-meter limit of death, and came to the mirror.

Every cell in Mu Wenshan's body was roaring and roaring, and every muscle and nerve were uplifting and excited.

His power soared to the limit at this moment, and his heavy fist carried his lifelong will through it, moving forward and shattering the calm mirror surface.

broken.

Countless mirror fragments, refraction fell.

This world of perceiving fraud was magnificently collapsed in front of him and in his body, organs were failing, blood vessels were bursting, the power of rotten wood was collapsing, and the solidified state was rising again, and it was about to destroy him Life is always frozen.

At the last glance, Mu Wenshan looked behind him and saw that another dark figure behind him was rising up high, drawing his sword inch by inch.

His lips squirmed.

I'm old

Can't go on anymore

Next, I'll leave it to you

The last picture in the reflection of the broken mirror, the figure of the soldier, completely faded and disappeared.

On the flickering battlefield, his figure freezes at the most glorious moment in his life.

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