Chapter 13641 You traitor!

Chapter 13641 You traitor!
Chongxuan knew very well that if they didn't escape quickly today, everyone would die here. They had to escape, preserve their strength, and seek revenge later.

These people came in so suddenly that the mountain defense formation carefully arranged by the Demon Tower did not have time to start. The powerful formation that could have resisted powerful enemies became a decoration at this moment. Moreover, some of the cards hidden by the Demon Tower, those powerful means that could turn the tide of the battle at a critical moment, were not used in time because of the tight time.

Everyone in the Demon Tower fell into the worst situation without any preparation, as if they were in a huge trap with deadly crises all around.

"Master, let's rush out together!" Mozhi was extremely anxious. He knew that the situation was extremely critical at the moment, so he came to Chongxuan regardless of everything. He shouted loudly, with determination and resoluteness in his voice, "As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. As long as people are not dead, the Demon Tower can be rebuilt one day. When the Supreme Elder returns, we will be able to take revenge!"

Mozhi's words were like a ray of light in the darkness, bringing a glimmer of hope to Chongxuan and other disciples of the Mo Tower.

"Okay!" Chongxuan gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain of his broken arm, and nodded vigorously. At this moment, he also understood that keeping his life was the most important thing. Only by surviving would he have a chance to revive the Demon Tower and avenge his dead disciples.

Chongxuan nodded, and then ran out of the hall with Mozhi. They shuttled through the swords and shadows like ghosts, trying their best to avoid the attacks of the men in black. Seeing this, the other disciples of the Demon Tower also realized that the situation was hopeless, and they all knew that there was no chance of winning this battle, so they gave up resistance without hesitation, and each used their own skills to escape in different directions.

The entire Demon Tower fell into chaos and panic, with shouts and screams intertwined together, as if playing a tragic elegy.

This battle was a thrilling life-and-death struggle. From the moment night fell, it lasted for a whole night like a surging tide. As time passed, the night became darker and darker, and the darkness seemed to swallow up the whole world, while the inside and outside of the magic building were illuminated by the tragic fighting as if it were daytime.

The Demon Tower, a mysterious place that was once so majestic and feared by countless people, was now suffering from unprecedented damage. The sound of fierce fighting resounded through the night sky, and the sounds of shouting, screaming, and the clanging of weapons colliding were intertwined, as if it was a sad song from hell.

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight struggled to penetrate the thick clouds and fell on the land, the scene in front of us was shocking. The magic building was almost reduced to ruins. The once tall and majestic building was now in pieces, with broken walls scattered everywhere, as if it had been trampled by an angry giant.

The walls were covered with marks of swords and knives, and bricks and rubble were piled up like mountains, looking particularly desolate under the sunlight.

There were corpses everywhere, lying in every corner. Some were from the Demon Tower, and some were from the mysterious men in black. Their bodies were twisted, some had their eyes wide open, and some had their limbs broken, and their blood had stained the ground red. These corpses witnessed the brutality of the brutal battle last night, which was chilling.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, a nauseating smell mixed with the breath of death, weighing heavily on the hearts of every survivor. This bloody smell seemed to have substance and lingered for a long time, as if telling the world the cruelty and ruthlessness of this tragedy.

In the sky, a group of crows were circling slowly, making creepy screams. Their dark figures looked particularly abrupt under the pale sky, like ominous messengers, foreshadowing disaster and death in this land. The crows' cries echoed over the silent ruins, adding a bit of eerie atmosphere.

The stone tablet that was originally erected next to the gate of the Demon Tower also became a witness to this disaster. On the stone tablet, a line of words was written in blood: "The murderer, Yu Zhengqi!" The handwriting was crooked, but it revealed a cold murderous intent, as if it was a curse from the depths of hell.

Blood slowly flowed along the stone tablet, leaving shocking marks on the surface of the tablet, as if announcing the victory of revenge to the entire world. This line of blood, like a heavy yoke, weighed on everyone related to the Demon Tower, and also set off a storm in the Star Picking Tower, foreshadowing that a more intense storm was coming.

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On the top floor of the towering Zhaixing Tower, there is a mysterious and oppressive atmosphere.

The surrounding walls were made of huge black stones, inlaid with gems emitting cold light, making the entire space gloomy and strange. The ground was paved with smooth obsidian, reflecting the faint light of several magic lamps hanging above, making the light here even dimmer.

Chongxuan's hands and feet were tightly bound by four thick chains. The chains flashed with a cold metallic luster, as if they had endless power, binding him firmly in place. His body trembled slightly, his chest rose and fell violently, and his eyes burned with anger, staring at the person in front of him with great anger.

At this moment, his heart was filled with resentment and unwillingness. The dignity and pride he once had as the head of the Demon Tower were completely shattered in this instant.

"Mozhi, you actually betrayed Molou!" Zhongxuan roared with gritted teeth, his voice echoing in this empty high-rise building, carrying endless grief and indignation.

"No wonder the ban of the Demon Tower has not been activated. No wonder we knew nothing about those people sneaking into the Demon Tower. You traitor, you deserve to die, you deserve to die!" His eyes were as big as copper bells, and he wished he could eat Mozhi alive. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of gnashing hatred for Mozhi's betrayal.

Mozhi looked calm, as if he didn't care about Chongxuan's anger at all. He glanced at Chongxuan calmly, with a hint of indifference and ridicule in his eyes, and slowly said: "Why should the master be angry? Besides, I am not a traitor."

He paused for a moment, and a barely perceptible sneer rose at the corner of his mouth. "Before joining the Demon Tower, I was a member of the Star Picking Tower. I joined the Demon Tower only to destroy it. For so many years, I have been lurking in the Demon Tower, waiting for this opportunity today."

Mozhi's tone was calm yet firm, as if he was talking about a very ordinary matter, but every word was like a knife, piercing his heavy heart.

"You!" Chongxuan was so angry that he couldn't speak for a moment, his eyes widened with disbelief. He never thought that Mozhi, who seemed to be loyal in the Demon Tower, was actually an undercover planted by the Star Picking Tower.