Estimating his own strength, Mo Liancheng felt that killing them all at once would be quite difficult.
Therefore, he could only temporarily opt for a strategy of using intelligence.
For the time being, he would let them be and not intervene! Over time, as more people arrived, they would surely begin to suspect each other.
In the face of danger, anyone might start to think irrationally, become increasingly agitated and violent, and lose the ability to think calmly. Only then, would there be an opportunity to act.
The changes today, the Youjue Bird Beast could sense them.
"Chirp, chirp chirp!"
"Chirp chirp! ..."
Though no beast was visible, the sound of the beast echoed in the night sky, rising and falling.
Continuously, increasingly, and at greater volume.
Only Qu Tan'er listened, feeling a pang in her heart, different from what she heard before, with a new sense of desolation.
There are fewer, far fewer.
