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, Mu Wenshan walked for five minutes in these three meters.

When the moment when there were only two meters left from the door, Mu Wenshan could no longer walk.

He felt that his body was petrified, like a huge, stiff stone. At this moment, most of his body had almost lost consciousness. Only his brain and consciousness were still rotating. He could feel that every cell in his body was silent. The countless mitochondria that activated his body to burst out with amazing power were also quiet. This body was moving towards death, turning from a living posture to a corpse.

It was like someone sang a lullaby in his body, and his body responded and would fall into eternal rest.

He in the mirror has almost completely faded, as if he is dead in reality and even his soul has dissipated - and it is impossible for the mirror to reflect a person who does not exist.

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

Mu Wenshan finally stopped and lowered his head with difficulty. He looked at his fingers that took more than ten seconds to tremble slightly, and said in disbelief: "What kind of power is this... what kind of power is it... it can be done to this point...

"No need for any substantial attack, no face-to-face collision, just like that...just kill me here?

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

"What exactly is this world? A different dimension? Or an illusion? How can there be an illusion in this world that can achieve this level...

"Are you that god?

"Are you the god of those monsters?

"Or, you're that door, you want to kill me?

“Who is it?

"Are you killing Mr. Su like this?

"You don't even want to show up and say something to me and tell me you're going to kill me?"

Mu Wenshan roared at this empty world, which meant that there was a moment of thrill and even fear in his heart.

——No one will face such death without fear, and they don’t even know what is going on. In this way, there is absurd and weird death as they move forward.

Mu Wenshan was not afraid of death in battle, but he was afraid of such an unknown way of death. He didn't even know who killed him, what force killed him, and the most important thing was that he could do nothing.

Mu Wenshan is over seventy years old this year.

He knew better than anyone that he could no longer keep up with this era. He knew nothing, had a rigid mind, and had no enviable talent. He was not even qualified to stand on the battlefield. He couldn't even use a tablet well.

What he had never told anyone was that he still could not understand what dark energy and evil gods meant.

But he knew it himself, he understood more than anyone else—

He is old.

He is really old. He is already the age of being a grandfather and a grandfather. He is the age of embracing illness and lying on the bed. The battlefield should not belong to him, he just forced himself to hold on.

He had the support of the military along the way before, and everything was done according to the military's arrangements. Only then could he be the Mu team well, step by step, without any mistakes. But now, he has completely lost contact with the military and is alone.

Therefore, at this moment, facing such a scene, his heart began to shake, and even began to wonder whether he was really suitable to enter such a war. Maybe if someone younger and more educated than him would do better than him... Maybe... I should have admitted that I am old and should have rested long ago.

Mu Wenshan didn't know what to do was right.

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

He can continue to move forward, but in that case, he will definitely pay the price of death. On the battlefield now, he and Su Chen are the last hope.

Su Chen was already trapped there. If he hadn't helped him, he would die absurdly...

Then, this battle is really over...

Mu Wenshan's stiff arms were trembling slightly.

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

My choice, my judgment, is it really right?

Should I just move towards death?

Mu Wenshan raised his head and looked at the mirror.

He was also looking at him in the mirror, his face blurry, like a faceless person, sneering at his old age and stupidity.

...

Zhao Miaomiao and Qiao were standing side by side on the roof of the off-road vehicle, their eyes swept past the monster roaring and attacking. I don’t know how many times I looked in the direction of the door, and said anxiously: “Mart Mu has also stopped. What’s going on? Why didn’t he call Mr. Su? Why didn’t he move?Mart Mu…Mart Su…”

Qiao Zheng also took the time to look over there, and saw that Su Chen was still kneeling on the ground in the open space where the door was located, lowering his head, and even his hands supporting his body with a knife began to tremble violently. However, Mu Wenshan had already passed Su Chen and walked farther away, even one step away from the door, but stopped here, looking down at his own body, still silent and motionless.

These two people who held the last hope of the entire battlefield were frozen there.

On the battlefield, countless monsters were swarming. Qiao Zheng didn't know that no one else was fighting, but he was the last position.

There were only a few people left around the off-road vehicle, and there were still many talented people. Most of the soldiers were almost completely lost when they saw the evil god. Because most of the people participating in the war were powerful talented people, their small battlefield could last until now.

Despite this, the entire army was wiped out and it was still only in the evening.

They could only look in the direction of the door over and over again, hoping that those two people could end all this.

Not only them, in countless corners of the battlefield, in the distant Black River Survivor Base, despair and panic are spreading, and people even began to pray...

In the battlefield, on the open space in front of the door, Su Chen was still leaning on the ground with a knife, lowering his head, and blood was flowing down from his face armor drop by drop. The ground beneath him seemed to be under some incredible force. The gravel was shaking, exploding, and turning into powder every second. Su Chen's body also shook and sank, but he did not fall down for a long time.

He still leaned on the knife and refused to fall down.

Refusing to crawl.

Refusing to kneel down.

...

In the empty world, there is a dead silence.

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

In the space, you can't even feel the wind.

Death is likely to be in the next step.

The old man in the middle of his life began to look back frequently, his body gradually began to hunch over, and a thought began to emerge.

Maybe I should go back and go to the previous location to find Su Chen. Maybe that is the way to wake him up.

Maybe……

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

If you take the first step back, you will have the second step.

Retreating two meters back, Mu Wenshan raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror.

Sure enough, he was becoming clearer, and the faceless man with only the outline reappeared his own appearance, but it always looked different.

Mu Wenshan didn't pay much attention, so he took a step back and anxiously searched for Su Chen who had just seen like a glimpse of the sky.

but……

He saw nothing, and in this empty world, there was only himself and his reflection.

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

In this way, it took him a lot of time to finally realize that he could not find Su Chen, so he had to turn his head and look at the mirror again - the only thing in the world.

The self in the mirror has gradually become clearer with his retreat, but Mu Wenshan always feels that there are some differences.

Is it...what is the difference?

He just looked at it...

Finally, at a certain moment, he finally found that difference.

In the mirror, he held his head and chest up, and his posture was as high as he did when he joined the army countless years ago.

Now, he is hunched down his hands and is a 70-year-old man with a crazy expression.

Mu Wenshan stared at this scene in a daze.

He was silently looking at him in the mirror.

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

This old man smiled slowly.

“Is that… the reflection of my soul?

"I see……

"I see……

“Hahaha…haha…

"Walking forward is death...

“Go back and live.

"You are telling me-

“Once I get close to my soul.

"Will I be annihilated?

"Ten meters are survival, two meters are 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 illusory world, it seems that Mu Wenshan is the only one, so there will never be any response.
To be continued...