Chapter 273 The past of Xilan Base, the secret of the village

Under the dark night, the village at the foot of the mountain was shrouded in a burst of blood.

On the side of the hillside where the village backs up, Lu Qianqian looks graceful in a red cheongsam.

The enchanting beauty held up her charming cheeks and looked at the scene happening at the foot of the mountain, her face flushed.

The rebels, including Luo Xiuwen, looked stiffly at the white figure in front of them.

The air was filled with the suffocating smell of blood, and the crimson blood gradually spread to the horizon, dyeing the night sky red...

And the skinny and shriveled corpses of human beings can be seen everywhere.

Some of these corpses have sallow complexions and are as thin as mummies, while others are wearing black robes and look weird...

But without exception, these corpses all had expressions of horror on their faces, as if they had experienced some great horror before they died.

Even at this moment, strands of blood were still flowing out of those shriveled corpses.

The blood turned into blood threads and danced in the air, as if attracted by something.

The blood lines all over the sky are gathering in one direction!

And right in front of everyone's sight, where countless blood gathered, a slender figure wearing a white shirt came into everyone's sight...

I saw a strange demonic sword shining with blood standing in front of Mu Qiu——

All the blood lines flowing back like a tide actually merged into the blade of that demon sword!

After the bloody demon sword swallowed countless blood, the blood on the sword became more intense.

The lines on the bloodshot threads flowed on the blade as if they were alive.

You can also faintly hear the sound of weeping ghosts and howling souls, which is chilling.

Around Mu Qiu, there were countless bloody souls visible to the naked eye, wandering among the corpses on the ground.

Wherever the blood soul passed, there were all gloomy bones. Even the remaining souls attached to the corpses were swallowed up by these bloody souls from the underworld of hell!

"This, this is Brother Qiu?!"

Mao Yuming's face turned pale as he looked at the white figure surrounded by ghosts in front of him, a little unbelievable...

As soon as Mao Yuming finished speaking, Mu Qiu, who was holding the bloody demon sword in his hand, actually looked at the rebels and his party!

Then, under everyone's frightened eyes, Mu Qiu always had a smile on her face.

The arm holding the demon sword dropped down and walked slowly towards the direction of everyone!

Everyone subconsciously took a few steps back, looking panicked.

They were all afraid that Mu Qiu would be controlled by this weird bloody demon knife.

The horror of this demonic sword was seen by everyone, even Luo Xiuwen did not dare to face it directly!

Mu Qiu's feet were covered with white bones, and the strange demon knife named "Yan Mo" in his hand drew a bloody glow of Dao Senhan in the air.

And as Mu Qiu moved forward, the gloomy white bones beneath her feet turned into powder and disappeared in the night sky in an instant!

To everyone's surprise, when Mu Qiu slowly approached, a purple box with a carved one-eye suddenly appeared on his chest.

The box of monsters! !

And the demon sword turned into a bloody stream of light in the next moment and returned to the box in front of Mu Qiu.

Countless dead ghosts floating in the air also fell into the box along with the bloody stream of light.

The moment the Demon Box closed, the one eye carved on its front flashed with blood.

It was not until this moment that everyone felt that the blood-colored evil aura that filled their hearts with infinite fear had completely disappeared, and the icy cold air surrounding them gradually dissipated...

Unknowingly, there were beads of sweat the size of peas on their foreheads!

Mu Qiu slowly walked up to the crowd, still playing with the monster box that made them extremely frightened.

"I think we can have a good talk now..."

With a smile in her eyes, Mu Qiu looked at the rebels and the group with deep meaning.

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Bonfires rise in the village at night.

Different from the day, the village now has no life at all.

All the villagers were turned into mummies and wiped out in the horrific battle just now!

Until now, everyone has understood that the so-called Taoyuan Mountain Village is just an illusory dream.

"Brother Qiu, where did you get the box in your hand?"

Luo Xiuwen's face turned pale, and even his voice became much softer.

Although his injuries have eased somewhat, the severe consumption obviously cannot be recovered in a short time.

Luo Xiuwen, who was the backbone of the resistance army, looked at Mu Qiu, who chuckled and shook his head.

Luo Xiuwen immediately understood what Mu Qiu meant.

In a sense, Mu Qiu had saved their lives, and now there was no need to hide anything.

So he smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Qiu, do you know the origin of the box in your hand?"

"This is a box weapon made by Xilan Base using high-tech metal fusion space technology!"

"Each box corresponds to a unique key. When the box is opened with the key, the corresponding weapon will be released!"

Mu Qiu rubbed the fine lines on the box, thoughtfully...

Just listen to Luo Xiuwen continue: "The box in your hand is the third lost sacred object in Xilan Base - the box of monsters!"

"Back then, the Xilan Base was not as chaotic as it is today, and there was no so-called class system."

"The top brass of the base have spent a lot of effort to create three destruction-level box weapons."

"Two of the weapons were successfully crafted, and with their powerful power to destroy the world, they also completely quelled the turmoil of the zombie tide around the base..."

"Thus, these two powerful box weapons with destructive power are also regarded as sacred objects by Xilan Base!"

"However, something unexpected happened when creating the third sacred object!"

"Accident?"

A glint flashed in Mu Qiu's eyes.

"Yes, the manufacturing process of the third holy object is particularly stringent, and one of the most core materials is actually human blood soul!"

"This sacred object actually requires human blood and soul sacrifice!!"

"Because its own evil nature is too great and goes against the harmony of nature, it was immediately collectively boycotted by a large number of humans in the base."

"In addition, the developer of the creature committed a heinous crime at that time, and the crowd was so excited that he was eventually kicked out of the base..."

"And since then, the third holy object that had just been created has disappeared."

"During this period, there were naturally people who coveted its powerful power and tried their best to search for it, but the final result was nothing..."

Mao Yuming sighed on the side: "I never expected that this sacred object would appear in this small mountain village!"

"No......"

Luo Xiuwen shook his head slightly and looked at Mu Qiu again:

"Did Brother Qiu get the box in his hands from Duanmu Qing?!"

Mu Qiu nodded slowly.

As expected, Luo Xiuwen said the words that surprised his companions:

"If I guess correctly, Duanmu Qing is the developer of sacred objects who was exiled from Xilan Base!!"