"But the problem is, a silhouette can only copy its own shadow," a staff officer said.
"What if it can copy someone else's?"
Chen Yehu shook his head: "I know the specific information about the silhouette. Our Chen Clan had an ancestor who owned it, but it disappeared later. That silhouette cannot copy others' shadows. If it does, all shadows will attack the host together, unlike now, where they attack our soldiers. There must be another issue!"
At this moment, Squad Leader Liu Pengsheng held on to the last as he struggled to retreat toward the army.
Chen Yehu suddenly asked, "What about the refugees? Are they all dead?"
Liu Pengsheng gasped and said, "Reporting to the officer, I'm not quite sure, but they definitely can't hold out against these shadows' fights."
In an instant, a blade flashed in the corner of the video.
Liu Pengsheng tumbled and fell, the video even showed his lower body still in place, separated!
The squad leader struggled to say, "Qieshe..."
