Talented Valkyrie

Chapter 87 Choice
Chu Tian was startled, pulled Gongsun Xue'er, and walked towards the darkness.

All the way forward, in Chu Tian's eyes, the trapped formation at this time was just a few simple threads, which could not trap them at all.So as they moved forward, the scenery on both sides of them changed drastically, and it was no longer a gray wall.

At the end of the main hall is a door, and entering it is a narrow passage, with dusty oil lamps burning on both sides.

"Chutian, who are those people?"

On both sides of the aisle, there were many men in black robes sitting withered. Most of them were pierced by black iron chains through their chests, or their hands and feet were bound. There was no trace of life, and they looked as if they had been dead for hundreds of years.

"Those are all senior Faxiu." Chu Tian guessed.

"Witch, we are all witches."

The dry voice of the black-robed person in front came.

"Couldn't senior be a Dharma cultivator? What is a witch?" Chu Tian was very curious. Could it be that he had made a wrong judgment all along?
The crooked figure in front staggered forward, but did not answer Chu Tian's question.

"Cruel."

Suddenly at the end of the passage, there was a slight scream.

To Chutian's surprise, the eyes of the men in black robes, who were pierced by iron chains and wrapped around their chests, lit up with green light, and they looked up to the end of the passage.

"None of them died!"

Chu was taken aback, he never thought that they were actually alive.

When the faint hissing sound dissipated, the green light in the eye sockets of those black-robed men dimmed until they disappeared, and there was a dead silence in this passage again.

Gongsun Xueer tightened Chu Tian's arm, and said in a very soft voice, "It's so scary."

Chu Tian didn't answer, but squeezed her hand tightly in response.

Next, there was silence, a silence that lasted for several hours.

"He has flesh and blood!"

Ahead, a few people with the same appearance as the old man in black robe came over, looking at Chu Tian and Chu Tian with green lights in their eyes, as if they were not friendly.

Afterwards, the black-robed old man who led Chutian and the others communicated with the other people in a language that Chutian did not understand.

Sometimes they whispered, sometimes looked up at Chutian, and even started to argue, and finally they seemed to reach some kind of consensus.

One of the men in black came over, looked at Chutian with green eyes, stretched out his palm like a dead tree branch, and stroked the top of Chutian's head.

After a while, he said hoarsely: "Third-level mental power."

Chu Tian didn't know why, so he couldn't answer hastily, and waited for the next step.

"Become a witch, or die."

Impressively, the old man in black robe made this choice.

"Senior." Gongsun Xue'er panicked. These two roads, how to choose Chutian, she bent down and saluted, and said: "He strayed into this place to save me, please be merciful, seniors, let Chutian go, I would rather die or become a 'witch'."

Hearing this, the black-robed elders shook their heads, and one of them said, "The price is too high for you to leave here, and you can't become a witch without spiritual power, so..."

Behind this, Chu Tian knew without thinking, that is, Gongsun Xueer didn't even have the right to choose to become a "witch", and could only choose to die.

Chu Tian's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said, "Seniors, even if we are to die, we should know the reason."

Obviously, Chutian chose to die with Gongsun Xueer.

No way, in front of this group of so-called witches, they absolutely have no room to resist.

Several black-robed old men were silent for a moment, one of them waved his dry hand, and a green light rushed into Chu Tian's body.

Chu Tian suddenly felt that his head was about to explode, and countless picture fragments flooded into his mind.

Gongsun Xueer's face changed drastically, and a burst of sword intent burst out, rushing towards the men in black robes, "Let go of Chutian!"

Unexpectedly, her crazy sword intent dissipated as if shooting into the air.She was also imprisoned and unable to move.Immediately, one of the old men waved his hand, and Gongsun Xueer closed his eyes and lost consciousness.

"Ah ah ah."

Chu Tian hugged his head, squatted on the ground and cried out in pain.

But not long after, he closed his eyes tightly and suddenly became quiet.

One after another, strange pictures flooded into his mind.

Time passed bit by bit, and after a long silence, Chu Tian's eyelids moved.

From his eyes, tears flowed down line by line, and then he looked up to the sky while crying and laughing, with a look of resignation and sadness intertwined on his face.

"call"

After a long time, as if in a long dream, Chu Tian opened his eyes with a dull expression.

"You know the reason." Came a dry voice.

"It's not that our witch clan is ruthless. Think about those ancestors of the human race who shed blood. If history repeats itself, but Emperor Hao no longer exists, who can save the common people!"

"Understood." Chu Tian sighed quietly.

Just now, the dream he experienced was too real.

Under the hazy sky, countless strong human beings rushed towards the black monster with flesh and blood, but fell one by one.

The power of the witch clan exhausted their witch power, and the corpses piled up like a mountain.

The unparalleled figure of Emperor Hao fell down again and again, but still went forward indomitably.

In that dream, Chu Tian was just one of the humblest members. Like most human races, he knelt on the ground, weeping softly and begging for mercy from the heavens, but what he saw was corpses falling one after another.

That dream was exactly the war depicted on the previous mural.

In that bloody and tragic war, the human race finally won, but it was too tragic.

"In this forbidden area, is it suppressed?" Chu Tian asked.

Wu, nodded.

"Stained with blood, it will escape and come back to the world, right?"

"Not only that, if we use witch power to send you out, it is also very likely to escape when the witch power is weak. Therefore, the living who enter the forbidden area must die."

"You can look at us."

Saying that, a witch took off his black robe.

He was completely dry, leaving only a layer of skin covering the bones and meridians.

"We don't have flesh and blood. Strictly speaking, we are no longer human beings, so we are witches, witches."

"Make your choice young man, die or become a witch and help us suppress it."

Chu Tian looked at the comatose Gongsun Xueer and made a decision. She knew that Gongsun Xueer would definitely die, so he said, "I'm sorry, seniors. I choose to die, just like her."

Silence, another period of silence.

"It would be fine if you died under the restraint of that temple." The black-robed old man sighed.

"It's okay, let's do it, senior."

Then, the old man in black robe formed a strange posture with his hands, and a wave of "witch" power blasted into Chu Tian's mind.

"Wu Qi, why don't you just use the rules of death to melt away his flesh and blood?" A black-robed man was puzzled.

"In this way, he won't be so afraid, you know that there is no one who is not afraid of death, right?"

"That's true."

This black-robed old man chose to kill Chu Tian's soul first, and then melt away his flesh and blood.

However, when that "witch" power rushed into Chutian's soul, an aura that was powerful enough to destroy everything in the world suddenly exploded.

At the end of the passage, the eyes of twelve men in black robes with huge and boundless aura suddenly lit up with green light.

(End of this chapter)