Virtue is Abundant

The car started.

Wu Xiaode looked at the phone and saw that the call above had been hung up.

The emperor is gone.

It's really unreliable.

Having said that, in a certain respect, Zhao Junyu is actually quite like him.

Wu Xiaode shook his head and sighed, "Old Xiao, let's kill someone later."

Xiao Baihong said cautiously: "I know, killing people is a trivial matter, and there is another very important matter between us..."

"What's the matter?" Wu Xiaode was inexplicable.

"That, it's the thing I lent you, it helped you a lot." Xiao Baihong reminded in an embarrassed tone.

Wu Xiaode suddenly realized.

"Give you."

He took out his earphones and threw them over.

Xiao Baihong immediately took the earphones, quickly put them in his pocket, and pressed his hand outside the pocket.

He seemed to let go of one of his worries and smiled again.

"Murder, I am proficient at this kind of thing. If you don't want to do it, Xiao Wu, I will kill them all for you." He patted his chest and said.

"Old Xiao, that's really interesting, then I won't do it." Wu Xiaode said moved.

"A person's head is five million, and an acquaintance is 10% off. I've hit it off with you, and I've dealt with Guessing Demons together, so I'll give you a 20% discount. That's enough." Xiao Baihong said.

"Forget it... I'll do it myself." Wu Xiaode said mutely.

It was already night time.

The street lights were lit up one after another, and the streets were full of traffic.

The car drove smoothly on the road, and soon came to a magnificent and majestic church.

Wu Xiaode looked at the church and said:

"I heard that the number of people who believe in the Holy Religion in our country is gradually increasing."

"Swarms of skeletons appeared in the sea, earthquakes and various visions were everywhere, these guys who pretend to be ghosts are probably very happy." Xiao Baihong said.

He turned the steering wheel, went around the main entrance of the church, and went all the way to the small road behind the church.

The car stopped.

The two got out of the car and looked at the high iron fence and the uninhabited garden and grass in the fence.

"There are a lot of monitors." Wu Xiaode said.

"What are you afraid of, I'm an assassin of the S-rank club, I can kill these garbage and act alone. You can rest." Xiao Baihong yawned.

"Didn't you just say that one head is five million?" Wu Xiaode said with a smile.

"Just kidding, I have already accepted the commission of the royal family, how can I still ask you for money - now I want to work, if you are interested, you can come in and visit their buildings and sculptures, or go across the street for a late night snack, Come and meet here later."

Xiao Baihong said, jumped on the iron fence, and landed lightly in the garden.

The piercing alarm sounded suddenly.

The monitor's camera turned around and aimed at Xiao Baihong. At the same time, a guard's voice sounded from the speaker:

"Who are you? Hurry up and leave the church! Otherwise we will call the police immediately!"

Xiao Baihong smiled at the camera, strode through the garden, and walked towards the depths of the church.

Wu Xiaode stood there watching this scene, and murmured:

"This guy is quite arrogant."

It is true that if the other party were ordinary people, or even ordinary professionals, he would not have to worry about Xiao Baihong.

But Wu Xiaode's perspective on problems is different from everyone else's.

He has seen Cyclops and Bone Dragon with his own eyes.

So compared to the average person, he was always a little more cautious in his heart.

——Because this era has begun to show a side that human beings have never come into contact with.

"Old Xiao's strength is good, but... let's go and see."

Wu Xiaode murmured.

A mist quietly appeared around him, gradually covering him completely.

The fog was very thick at first, almost blocking Wu Xiaode's sight, but soon, all the fog gradually merged into the void and became consistent with the surrounding environment——

Like a chameleon.

The Book of the Undead was opened, revealing lines of small words in ice crystals:

"The Silent Magic Mist begins to blend in with the surrounding environment."

"Because of the death characteristics of the silent magic fog, you won't leak any breath when you are in the magic fog."

Wu Xiaode jumped lightly and stood on the iron fence.

The silent magic fog followed him around, lingering endlessly, completely covering his figure.

From a distance, there is nothing on the iron fence.

Wu Xiaode landed on the lawn, raised his feet and was about to walk towards the church.

He suddenly stood on the spot again.

A vague feeling emerged in his heart, making him unable to help but look down at the lawn.

"Ah... Could it be that because it's the death camp, I can sense so many deaths?"

He murmured softly, stretched out his fist, and punched the ground hard.

Boom!

The ground shook.

This punch used skillful strength to directly shake the soil away, revealing the hidden movements below.

Corpse.

One after another corpses were randomly placed on the ground. They had been dead for a long time, but they had not decayed.

Wu Xiaode felt awkward and uncomfortable in his heart.

He frowned, a little puzzled.

The Book of the Undead was quietly opened, revealing lines of small words on ice crystals:

"You are a soldier of the dead recognized by the kingdom of death, and you can sense the characteristics of death."

"The soul of the current corpse did not normally go to the realm of death."

"This is a distortion of the law of death, so it makes you feel naturally."

Did not go to the country of death.

So, where did these souls go?

Wu Xiaode put his hand on the blowing dream knife and walked towards the depths of the yard step by step.

Xiao Baihong went to the front hall of the church...

Then, walk from the back and see what you can find.

He changed his path and walked through the unattended path until he came to a side door of the church.

The door is locked.

Wu Xiaode took out the blowing dream knife and slid down gently along the crack of the door.

Two faint sounds.

open the door.

I saw that the place where the door lock was cut off was as smooth as a mirror.

——The sharpness of the blowing dream knife is really good.

Wu Xiaode walked in, closed the door, and looked around.

I saw that this was a confessional room, and there seemed to be nothing strange about it.

But Wu Xiaode sensed a strong aura of death.

For him in the death camp, this is like an open flame in the dark.

He searched on the wall, and soon found a hollow place.

There must be a secret door here.

But the mechanism to open the door is not easy to find.

Wu Xiaode simply pulled out the dream blowing knife and drew a rectangle along the hollow wall.

He grabbed the bump on the wall with his hand and pulled it back—

He suddenly pulled the wall out and gently put it aside.

Sure enough, there was a staircase spiraling downwards.

Wu Xiaode walked down, gradually getting deeper and deeper, and the more he walked, the more he could sense the breath of death.

finally.

He came to the end of the steps.

Here is another church hall!

Unexpectedly, there is such a large space hidden in the underground of the church!

Two men in robes were standing in the center of the hall, talking.

"How's it going?" the older man asked.

Another person was typing characters on his mobile phone and said, "Wu Xiaode is not dead. I'm discussing with everyone to see if we should move that underground existence and help us kill this kid."

Wu Xiaode was stunned, took out his mobile phone and opened the group.

I saw a new fat woman picture appearing on the screen:

"I have a suggestion, ask the existence underground to kill Wu Xiaode, what do you think?"

Ah, so it was this person.

finally found you.

Wu Xiaode stood in the mist, stepped forward, and walked towards the two of them silently.

The two of them felt nothing.

The older man said: "Last night at twelve o'clock, the royal family lost several strong men in that world. If this Wu Xiaode is also killed, then the guards around the emperor will be completely unsustainable."

"Yeah, kill him so that the plan can proceed smoothly." The young man also sighed.

At this time, Wu Xiaode had already walked in front of the two of them.

He took out the blowing dream knife, raised it horizontally, and waved it gently forward.

"what?"

The young man's head flew up, and in mid-air, he found that his sight and the surrounding environment produced some kind of unreality, and he couldn't help but make a sound.

The older man's expression changed, and he quickly shouted: "Master sleeping in the deep abyss of stars, all living beings and all things are just the food in your dreams, and the thousand and two hundred souls in this place are sacrificed, please let me take advantage of your great— "

Swish!

The blowing dream knife passed through his neck.

His voice stopped abruptly.

The battle is over.

Wu Xiaode was about to withdraw his sword when a sudden uneasiness arose in his heart.

what happened?

He looked around and saw that the entire hall had disappeared.

The Book of the Undead was quickly opened, and lines of small words on ice crystals flashed:

"You've been tricked!"

"In the current battle, you have been hit by an extremely terrifying sacrificial technique. Please be careful not to die, otherwise your soul will become some kind of food for existence and will never exist again."

The world turned into a dark and silent deep sea.

In this deep sea, a faint female voice gradually rang out.

Two rows of women in long white dresses, holding candles, slowly floated from the depths of the ocean.

The strange thing is that behind them are connected large, peristaltic blood vessels and muscles, extending hundreds of meters away in the deep sea.

With the light from the candles in their hands, Wu Xiaode could see a continuous black shadow in the distance.

--what is that?

Wu Xiaode only felt a chill in his heart.

He was about to draw out the blowing dream knife, but after thinking about it, he didn't move.

You can't even use those two verses and swordsmanship, what can you do?

at the moment.

In this strange environment, the only thing he can rely on is the ability in his hand from the kingdom of death——

Silent magic fog.

Having figured this out, he simply stood still.

The fog became more and more, layer after layer, completely covering him.

Time passed slowly.

The women stood there with expressionless faces, and gradually stopped singing, as if waiting for something.

At this time, Wu Xiaode suddenly discovered something.

The hands of these strange women are not candles—

They are burning souls!

The howls of pain from these souls were drowned out by the women's singing.

The women held up those burning souls and shone toward the surrounding deep sea.

The woman at the head sang: "No matter which world you live in, no matter what you are, when it's your turn to sacrifice, hand over everything you have!"

All the women sang along with her.

The deep sea gradually filled with some kind of tyrannical and dark power.

——But to no avail.

The silent magic fog on Wu Xiaode's body comes from the realm of death, which is equivalent to him being the dead.

And the other party's art, according to the interpretation of their own spells, can only find the existence of "no matter which world you live in" and sacrifice it.

"No matter what world you live in, no matter what you are—"

This is already quite a powerful spell, because it passes through the limits of space and ignores any race.

Wu Xiaode thought silently in his heart.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Time continues to pass~www.novelmt.com~ A line of small words appeared on the Book of the Undead again:

"The opponent's spell can't find the target, it's stuck, and it can't continue to be used."

Wu Xiaode glanced at it, never moving or speaking.

After a while.

I saw those women turned around in unison, holding the burning souls one by one, and turned away.

As soon as the women left, the vision of the whole world gradually disappeared.

The next moment.

Wu Xiaode found himself back in the underground hall.

The surrounding ground has long been cracked.

Hands stretched out from the ground, densely packed, and held high in the air.

These people have an eye on the palm of their hand, and they are constantly looking back and forth, as if they are looking for something.

Unfortunately, they couldn't see Wu Xiaode.

... Was it another world just now, or was it an illusion released by these eyes?

Wu Xiaode was a little confused.

But he knew what to do at this time.

--Do not move.

Time continues to move forward.

After dozens of breaths.

These people didn't notice anything strange, so they all retracted to the ground and disappeared.

Wu Xiaode still didn't move.

——From the moment the vision happened just now, he stood on the spot without moving a single step, and it took a long time.

After killing people, he didn't put away the silent magic fog, and still kept the "illusion" shrouded.

This is to prevent a situation that cannot be dealt with.

This is a little bit of caution that Wu Xiaode maintains when he kills the enemy.

Now it seems.

This is the only reason he survived.