The crowd was densely packed. When thunder struck the ground, among the nearly thousand rioters who had gathered, more than a dozen were instantly blasted to ashes, while dozens more were swept up by the water current and sent straight to their end, foam spilling from their mouths.
"Wah!"
When the nearly thousand people saw someone die, they were stunned. At first, they had not feared death, but their stubborn convictions instantly collapsed.
One after another, the villagers hurriedly fled without looking back.
Afterward, each of the villagers was left half-dead, secretly lamenting how possessed they had been just moments ago.
The ninja leading them wore a regretful expression. In truth, his real identity was not that of a Snow undercover agent stationed far away in Guo Xuan. Seeing the chaos in Guo Xuan, he naturally had to put on the appearance of an outraged patriot, luring Guo Xuan's villagers to their deaths in order to weaken Guo Xuan's people.
However, his skill at manipulation and mysterious illusions had not been perfected. After people died, the villagers naturally ran off to a safe place anyway. No matter what, this kind of death had to be abandoned.
Yet the families of the dead were unwilling to collect their relatives' bodies at this time of year. When disaster struck, flying apart separately was the theme here.
"What a pity... but this is all I can do. My illusion level isn't enough to lure people to their deaths and stir up even greater resentment... Ah, this is all I can do."
The Snow undercover agent sighed regretfully, then left with a large group of villagers. However, as he departed, he looked back at the tall building and saw Mirai, who was facing a terrifying ninja technique.
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