From that day on," Su " disappeared from the world of believers.
Only a few people guessed from the news they occasionally heard that the great Black King had descended on the World Battlefield.
In Russia, the head of the military, Alexis, was reviewing documents.
A few years had passed, and Alexis had completely stabilized his position. Time was very kind to him, and it did not leave any marks on his face. Instead, he looked even younger.
His devout faith had benefited him greatly, and his body and energy had also become stronger.
Being in a high position, he was one of the few people who knew Su Mu's whereabouts.
Today, another document made him read it over and over again, unwilling to put it down for a long time.
" On September 13th, according to reliable sources, a collective nightmare occurred in the 173rd Infantry Battalion of the D Army in the Hulan area. There were about 30,000 people involved in the incident, and all of them suffered varying degrees of mental damage."
" This is the 72nd such incident in recent years, with a total of more than two million people. The various forces have been affected by this mysterious incident, causing the morale of the army to be scattered.”
In fact, all parties knew that this incident was related to the large-scale collective incident that happened in Country E's City M four years ago, but there was no substantial progress in the investigation.
No one knew the details better than Alexis.
A smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth as he muttered to himself,
" Ignorant humans actually tried to find traces of the 'Great Su'. How laughable.”
He picked up a pen and wrote on the document.
" Top secret: Continue to pay attention to relevant information.”
Then, he put the document aside. Everyone had the desire to spill their secrets. Sometimes, he really wanted to say loudly to everyone,
Idiots, this is an existence that you can't imagine. The thing that you're panicking and confused about is actually " Him " eating fear!
Alexis's guess was very accurate. Su Mu had wandered all the way across Europe. He walked aimlessly, and wherever there was a war, he would be there.
Su Mu's targets of fear were random. Those who were harvested would not mutate, and the side effects were not serious. At most, they would become more timid.
In Su Mu's opinion, he was also contributing to peace. He had spread the Nightmare Mist to both friend and foe, reducing the intensity of the war. The soldiers 'fighting spirit had also decreased.
Of course, he still had to fight.
At the very least, there would definitely be fewer deaths.
Su Mu had no intention of stopping the war. This was the inevitable trend of history. This unprecedented war would bring countless years of "nuclear peace".
He was like a passer-by, quietly waiting for the arrival of that era.
The cold wind of the night was all-pervasive, and the sound that blew into the simple wooden house was particularly sinister. It was like a demon hiding in the darkness and laughing sinisterly. The malicious voice made people feel even colder.
The fear in one's heart often surpassed the physical senses.
The entire camp was divided into several areas by iron nets. There were areas filled with tents, areas filled with dilapidated wooden houses, and the most eye-catching ones were the small buildings in the depths of the camp.
Although the building was not luxurious and the color was the same as the dull gray in the camp, it was still a pleasant surprise for Su Mu.
Those who had never experienced war could not imagine the horrors of the war zones of this era.
A thousand miles of barren land and a field full of hungry people was Su Mu's conclusion.
It had been a while since he had lived in such a good house. Although he was not afraid of the cold and did not need to eat, no one would abuse him. If he could live better, why not?
The next morning, Su Mu was woken up by the morning horn in the camp.
At the same time, the believers who had arrived last night had already prepared breakfast and were waiting for Su Mu to taste it.
Breakfast was fried eggs with fried root and milk. It was a very standard western breakfast.
After Su Mu had a simple meal, he prepared to leave.
Suddenly, a miserable howl came from afar.
Curious about what had happened, he looked out of the window.
There were hundreds of haggard men and women kneeling in the square outside the small building. Perhaps they had experienced too much suffering, so Su Mu could not determine the exact age of these people.
It was not these poor people who were wailing. They were just looking at her with their tender eyes full of love.
In front of each of them stood a child no older than 12 or 13 years old. Miserable cries and desperate wails came from their mouths.
Behind each of the children stood a soldier from the D Army, holding the children's hands so that they could aim at their parents.
Su Mu finally understood. He understood what was different about the camp he was in.
It turned out that this was a notorious and inhumane concentration camp.
"You can live if you lightly snap your fingers. Be good and listen to me.”
The soldier smiled maliciously and whispered into the child's ear like a real demon.
"Kill her and you can join us. How about it? Are you tempted?”
"Hurry up, let me see your courage, my little warrior!”
The children trembled and cried even more despairingly."Why? Why? Is the human world hell? Mom said that God exists, but why do we have to suffer like this?”
"Someone save me, save my family, please!”
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