Chapter 1863 Regression (1/2)
Chapter 1863 - Return
At this moment, nearly two thousand people woke up at the same time.
Everyone had an expression of shock and bewilderment at the beginning. They looked at their surroundings in shock and they were filled with caution. Only when they discovered that they were surrounded by people who had experienced the same thing as them, did they heave a sigh of relief.
”I remember, we let some power bring us to the Nine-colored fog.”
”Then, what seemed to have happened? It was scary, but what was it? Why are we here? Could it be that the power that we gave them, was brought directly here? ”
”Nothing happened! I felt the sky go dark, and then I came to this place. ”
Everyone began to discuss in confusion.
Long Chen's heart finally calmed down.
”Looks like they've all lost that memory.”
To Long Chen, this was a heavenly good thing. Others might not know that he had killed Di Yu, but the matter of him obtaining the three great treasures, was similarly, unknown to others.
Then, they were finally safe.
Everyone did not have that memory, which meant that to them, the game had never happened before. Long Chen could not help but sigh at the strength of the mastermind, maybe this was a real G.o.d, being able to control Long Chen and the others completely.
They did not need to disguise themselves, so no one would be able to discover them. After losing their memories, most likely no one would know how terrifying Long Chen was, and in their eyes, Long Chen was just a small fry. Who knows, how many experts he had killed before?
Some of those experts with two sets of tribulation of reincarnation were directly killed by Long Chen, and most of them were eliminated.
”Everyone, please return back to your own team in Shencheng. We will count the number of people!”
Someone announced loudly.
Long Chen very quickly saw Su Muchen. Seeing that this tall and cold man was still alive, Long Chen felt a little better. To him, this was good news. However, the schemer was too crafty and gave everyone a huge psychological pressure. If they had known that they would not die from the elimination, they wouldn't have to be in such despair.
Of course, if he wasn't facing a dead end, Long Chen wouldn't have been able to comprehend the Sobbing Blood Dragon Soul.
He brought Ling Xi and Li Xuanji back to the War G.o.d's Ancient City's group silently. Su Tianyuan and the others were still alive, and they were all rubbing their heads, trying to figure out the current situation.
”I have a feeling that many days have pa.s.sed.” Su Muchen lowered his head and said.
”An illusion, right?” Long Chen said.
At this time, the 72 - The Ancient City of G.o.d's descendants's team had already gradually split up.
When all the people had been counted, they quickly discovered that some of them had disappeared.
”Where's my brother?” The people of Di Jun Divine City stood in the center of the crowd and Di Yu was currently anxiously searching for traces of Di Feng.
Speaking of which, it was strange, they were all severely injured and were eliminated, but now that everyone's injuries had been healed, there were so many people present, only Long Chen himself was still in his weak state.
”Where's my second sister? ”Where did he go!?”
”Where's Jiang Shan?” ”Where did you go?”
In that moment, the team once again fell into chaos.
”Di Feng!”
Di Feng of the Di Jun Divine City was gone, under Di Yu's instructions, everyone started searching, but after searching nearby, they were unable to find him.
”What the h.e.l.l is going on!?”
Di Yu's eyes were anxious and anxious, he had no idea what to do next.
Long Chen originally thought that he would be able to kill this loathsome fellow, but he never thought that he would actually survive.
Amidst the chaos, someone finally used the Star Talisman to contact their president.
Su Muchen and the others also contacted Su Zilan. Su Zilan's figure appeared on top of the Star Symbol and she had an anxious expression as she said: ”Tian Yuan, Mu Chen, just what happened? It's been eight days since we've had so much contact. ”
Although they did not keep in touch, among the seventy or so presidential leaders, there was always someone who found out that they could not contact those disciples who were bathing in the divine rain. When the news spread, other people would try to contact them and discover that no one could.
”Eight days have pa.s.sed?”
Su Muchen and the rest looked at each other.
The others also realized that they seemed to have eight days in which to remain unconscious.
Su Muchen spoke in a calm voice, telling Su Zilan everything he knew. After a brief introduction, he told the few people that had mysteriously disappeared, but in reality, these few people had already died. The War G.o.d's Ancient City's team had already become extremely small, and along the road here, nearly half of them had died.