Chapter 57: The Village Resurrected from the Dead (1)

"No, no, it's not right at all, what the hell is going on? …”

Edward, the blonde and blue-eyed leader of the Statue of Liberty Guild, looked at the cheers around him, but his face became solemn.

The crystal moonlight scattered in the sky shone down, and he couldn't help but raise his head to look at the crystal clear full moon in the sky, and his pupils contracted violently.

"My dear friend Anthony, no, no, this situation is completely wrong, if we really attack this blue-level supernatural space Death Curse Island, according to the previous situation of the supernatural space, we will definitely be directly teleported out of this blue-level supernatural space Death Curse Island"

"But up to now, not only us, but even the tens of millions of supernatural players in the Eastern Supernatural Space have not been teleported out of this blue-level supernatural space Death Curse Island at all, in other words, this black-winged angel may not be the final boss in this blue-level supernatural space Death Curse Island..."

"No, esteemed President Edward, are you kidding, the Black-winged Angel is not the final boss in this blue-level supernatural space Death Curse Island, this is simply impossible, are you kidding?"

Anthony, a blonde and blue-eyed supernatural player of the Lady Liberty Guild, opened his mouth wide, and his handsome face showed a look of trepidation.

Are you kidding?

This black-winged angel is terrifying and powerful.

With nearly 10 million supernatural players in the Western supernatural space, they were basically unable to attack it, and even retreated.

If it weren't for the timely rescue of nearly 10 million supernatural players in the Eastern Paranormal Space, I'm afraid that this time the tens of millions of supernatural players in the Western Supernatural Space would have ended in failure.

And now such a powerful black-winged angel is not the final boss in this blue-level supernatural space death curse island?

Are you kidding?

It's impossible

"Rumors, rumors, President Edward, are you jealous, because your Lady Liberty Guild didn't kill the final boss of the blue-level supernatural space this time, the Blackwinged Angel, so you're spreading rumors here?"

William, who was like a prince in the Infinite Guild of the Western Spiritual Space, walked over from the gang with a sneer.

In the process of the black-winged angel's self-detonation, he was completely turned into ashes and resurrected from the resurrection tower.

As soon as he came out, he heard the words of President Edward of the Statue of Liberty Guild in the Western Spiritual Space, which immediately made him angry.

"The horror and power of the Black-winged Angel are obvious to everyone, even the last self-exposure has completely turned nearly 10 million supernatural players into ashes, such a powerful power and destructive power, you actually say that it is not the final boss in this blue-level supernatural space Death Curse Island"

"Dear Lady Liberty Guild President Edward, what you said is ridiculous..."

"Honorable President William of the Infinite Guild, although what I said is unbelievable, it is true, because so far, we have not received any announcement that this blue-level supernatural space Death Curse Island has been attacked..."

The blonde and blue-eyed Edward of the Statue of Liberty Guild's face was unusually ugly, and his original panic turned into a look of shock, and he said word by word

"What's more, if you look at the sky, what is it? ……”

"The supernatural moon, the dignified moon, how is this possible? Haven't we already attacked this blue-level supernatural space Death Curse Island, haven't we already killed the Black-winged Angel? Haven't you already completed this blue-level supernatural space death curse island? Why does the supernatural moon still appear? ”

Ding Guohui of the Eastern Spiritual Space Yan Guild's face was unusually ugly, he raised his head and looked at the bright full moon in the sky, and a creepy feeling rushed straight to his head from his back.

"No, no, the black-winged angel is not the final boss of the blue-level supernatural space Death Curse Island, this is impossible, I said President Ding Guohui, are you too alarmist?"

Single-mindedly trying to make a deal with the Black-Winged Angel, the head of the Yamato Guild President Kameda Rokuro who was influenced by the Black-winged Angel, came out of the resurrection tower, and his face became unusually pale and iron-blue.

He never thought that instead of forming a contract with him, the Blackwinged Angel would swallow him directly...

The conscience of heaven and earth.

You know, at the moment when the black-winged angel swallowed it, Kameda Rokuro was still alive.

Kameda Rokuro can clearly feel that his body is constantly chewed by the teeth of the black-winged angel, and the pain caused by the broken bones in his body is this, the piercing sense of fear, this feeling of being eaten by Kameda Rokuro definitely doesn't want to try it a second time!

"What's going on? What's going on? You see, it's the Psychic Moon, the Psychic Moon! ”

"Impossible, impossible, hasn't the Black-Winged Angel, the final boss of the Blue-level Supernatural Space Death Curse Island, been killed? Why do supernatural moons appear? ”

"Spirit Moon, how is this possible? Why does this supernatural moon still appear? Could it be that this black-winged angel is not the final boss in this blue-level supernatural space death curse island? ”

After the cheers, tens of millions of supernatural players on both sides of the east and west gradually noticed that something was wrong, coupled with the crystal moonlight emitted by the full moon in the sky, which made tens of millions of supernatural players on both sides of the east and west nervous, and an ominous feeling filled the whole body...

In the sky, within the bright full moon, a man wearing a black cloak with a scythe in his hand slowly appeared, and the scythe in his hand gently slashed across the sky

Not good......

The next moment

Tens of millions of supernatural players in the supernatural space on both sides of the east and west suddenly felt extremely sleepy, and one after another fell to the ground and fell asleep.

The necks of millions of progressing players were instantly slashed, and a large amount of blood splattered out of their necks......

Red blood stained the land...

Horror, horror!

Chen Yi, who stepped on the Zhuxian Sword and incarnated into the Sword Immortal Yilin, instantly withdrew from the blue-level supernatural space Death Curse Island and returned to the consciousness supernatural space the moment he saw Lin Liyue.

"What are you kidding, since you know that after the appearance of the supernatural moon, all the supernatural players will have a violent sleepiness, and in this sleepiness, they are about to be killed indiscriminately by the supernatural moon, so are they still waiting to be killed in this blue-level supernatural space death curse island?"

In the consciousness supernatural space, Chen Yi looked at the nearly 10 million supernatural players in the blue-level supernatural space Death Curse Island, and they were sleeping one by one.

Among the nearly 10 million supernatural players, the heads of millions of supernatural players fell down, and the blood on their necks splashed around, turning the entire earth into a sea of blood.

"Since this black-winged angel is not the final boss in this blue-level supernatural space death curse island, then the secret of attacking this blue-level supernatural space death curse island may really be in the living sacrifice in the village, in the village where the dead can be resurrected!"

In the consciousness supernatural space, Chen Yi half-squinted his eyes and cautiously looked at the blue-level supernatural space Death Curse Island

The next moment

The flames rose to the sky......